Sentential Links #132

Time for this week’s linkage:

:: Apparently, among this crowd, Sister Souljah Moments are only for white people. Bush I parties with Sun Myung Moon, Bush II goes to Bob Jones University, John McCain accepts the endorsement of John Hagee, and it slides. Barack Obama renounces Rev. Wright, and we are told that the taint is indelible.

:: I don’t necessarily have a problem with the government intervening to bail a bunch of rich guys out when their own bad decisions blow up in their faces if that’s what’s needed for the health of the overall economy, but this sort of thing is one of several reasons why I think the very rich should pay high tax rates and we shouldn’t be happy about the prospect of ever-growing inequality.

:: Use humans in space when only humans will do. Use machines whenever possible: it’s safer and cheaper and more effective. By separating cargo shipment from manned flights, the Orion system advances that philosophy, and that’s all to the good.

:: We had to pitch a pilot the day after 9-11. The VP cried. (We sold it)

:: I can actually hear the words coming from the mouth 24 Hour Fitness rep I created in my imagining of how this would have gone down in real life. “Oh, I take it you’re no longer interested in fitness?” he’d scoff, casting a long glance at my Eddie Spaghetti arms. “Yes,” I’d reply. “I no longer have any regard for my physical well-being. I have, in fact, lost any interest in fitness. I’m also smoking a pack a day, chewing on fiberglass instead of gum, and driving to the bad part of town so I can flip off gang members.”

:: I once had a call from an 80 year old woman who was shivering. She was keeping her heat at 55 so she could pay for her prescriptions.

:: I love the Irish part of me, of what the Clarks and the Elys passed down through the family gene pool, but The celebration of St. Patrick converting us heathens will always baffle me. (Speaking of which, I need to re-read How the Irish Saved Civilization one of these days.)

:: The flowers are already opening by the window, and their delicate scent fills the house, and all is well with the world.

And there we have it. Link responsibly, folks!

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Ewwwww….

I’d long thought that there was no possible circumstance under which chocolate could taste like crap, but I have just been proven wrong by the person who put a single red M&M into the Skittles at the Bulk section. Lord, that was one nasty flavor combo. Time to rinse it out with some rum.

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Sunday Burst of Weirdness

Here’s some odd stuff:

:: John Scalzi cites the worst invention of all time. Sure, but if you consider making something similar for small children….

:: I just figured out a big reason why I don’t watch LOST: it lacks a funky theme song. Oy!

:: Rejected Star Wars tie-in merchandise. Yes, some of it’s incredibly goofy, but damned if I don’t find myself really wanting that Cloud City desk lamp! (Incidentally, the Star Wars ramp-up of the late 1990s, especially the release in 1997 of the Special Editions, coincided in part with my tenure with Pizza Hut, then a PepsiCo franchise. When the SEs came out, our big tie-in thingie was…posters for the movies. Yup: buy a Kid’s Meal, get a poster. That was pretty lame, I have to admit. But then, Pizza Hut is pretty lame. I’m glad I’ve held on at The Store for more than four years now, because I’ve hated the fact that Pizza Hut is the place where I’ve worked the longest.)

:: Line Rider. First noted via Shamus. Wow, what a time-waster. I love it.

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Marching….

I was listening to this week’s edition of A Prairie Home Companion last night, and I heard Garrison Keillor describe March in Minnesota in a way that also applies perfectly to March in Buffalo: “It is a month designed by God to make people who don’t drink learn what a hangover is like.”

Heh.

(By the way, f*** Daylight Savings Time in March. What the hell is that about? In Buffalo, that means that we get another hour of gray every day. Thanks, Congress!)

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Unidentified Earth 30

OK, folks, I know I slacked last week, forgetting to put up an installment, but seeing as how the last two entries have gone unguessed at, much less identified, I don’t feel so bad. I’ll probably have to start giving out hints on those — such as to note that the earlier one is a regional attraction that no one would probably know unless they were familiar with, say, the upper reaches of the Mississippi River valley, or monuments to people who are honored with upcoming holidays. Yeesh.

Anyhow, here’s the new installment:

Where are we? Rot-13 your guesses, please!

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The Photobucket Quiz-thing

UPDATE 3-16-08: Some of the image sizes were screwing up the appearance of the blog, so I fixed the HTML to shrink ’em down a bit. Sorry things got ugly there for a few days.

Yes, it’s another quiz-thing! I’ve seen this in a bunch of places, most recently at Jason’s blog. Maybe I should rename this blog “Quiz things”. Anyway, this one looks fun, because it’s got the normal run of questions, but with a twist. The rules:

1. Go to photobucket.com
2. Type in your answer for each question into the PhotoBucket search bar.
3. Choose your favorite photo to represent your answer.
4. Copy the HTML and paste it here.
5. Answer only in picture form.

Got all that? Here we go!

1. What is your first name?

Kelly

(No idea whose picture this is supposed to be, but putting my first name returns a whole bunch of pretty women.)

2. When is your birthday?

september

3. What kind of car do you want?

landspeeder

4. Where did/do you go to school?

wartburg stadium

5. What is your favorite season?

Fall

6. What is your favorite type of shoe?

birkenstock

(Haven’t owned a pair in years, though.)

7. What is your status?

yawning

8. What is your favorite movie?

star wars

9. What is your favorite song?

On The Street Where You Live

(I can’t name a single favorite song, so here’s just one of my favorites, apparently used as the title for a mystery novel.)

10. Who is your favorite Disney character?

Kronk

11. What is your favorite clothing line?

dickies

12. What is your favorite vacation destination?

Bluff

13. What is your favorite dessert?

Ben And Jerry

or

Chocolate

or

Peach

or

Lemon cream pie

or

French carrot cake

or…I’ll stop there.

14. What is your favorite letter?

Q

15. What are you most afraid of?

loneliness

16. What is your favorite TV show?

Photobucket

17. What annoys you the most?

Republicans rock

and

clowns

and

For Better Or Worse Bedtime

and, of course, most of all:

Patriots

18. What is your job?

Maintenance

19. What’s your favorite animal?

cat

20. How old are you?

1971

(Couldn’t find any cool pics for ’36’, so I went with the year of my birth.)

No tagging, but this one was fun to do, so I recommend it.

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Loving the Library

I happened upon this library quiz-thing, and given my love of libraries and quiz-things, I just had to do it. Sadly, I had no idea that February was “Library Lovers Month” until three days into March, when I found this. Alas.

How do you plan on celebrating Library Lovers month?

Well, by doing this quiz, I suppose, since I missed the actual Library Lovers Month. Whoops!

How often do you accidentally spell library as ‘libary’ when you’re in a hurry?

Never, I think. Let me try: Library library library library library library lobrary librayr librayr library library library. Nope, just a couple of typoes, and neither was the one specified. When I make a typo, it’s almost always because in my haste I hit the keys in the wrong order, so there end up being the correct number of letters, but either an incorrect letter or two or all the correct letters in the incorrect sequence.

What is the largest amount of books you’ve ever had checked out at one time?

Probably around twenty or so, on a day when I’m grabbing a lot of stuff and The Wife grabs a lot of stuff and so does The Daughter. Usually it’s around ten items or so.

What is the longest you’ve ever gone without visiting the library?

Six months or so, from roughly July 2005 to the end of that year. It just got to the point where going out with Little Quinn for a jaunt to the library was too much work, and also, I had a fairly large fine to pay at that time, and I never had the cash for it. Which leads to the next question:

What is the biggest fine you’ve ever had?

I don’t remember the amount, but it was close to $30, after I forgot to return a couple of DVDs before we went on a trip across the country, which ended up being the last trip for 2005 until after Little Quinn died. The Buffalo and Erie County Public Library charges $2.00 a day for late DVDs, so by having two of them overdue by over a week, the fines racked up very quickly.

When you go to the library, do you plan ahead and make a list? Or do you browse?

Occasionally I’ll make a mental note of a title or two, but usually I just browse. I love to go online and request titles when I know there’s something specific I want; the great thing about having a large library system at my disposal is that I can request a book and have it delivered from another branch to my own local branch, where I then check it out. I always look at the New Nonfiction shelf first, and then wander the older nonfiction shelves. (I don’t much go into the fiction section unless I’m looking for something specific that I think I might want to read, since my personal book-buying is almost exclusively fiction.)

Have you ever been shushed by a librarian?

I’m sure I was in school a few times, but never at the public library, where the rule seems to be for people to use normal conversational voices.

What is the worst (against-the-rules) thing you’ve ever done in the library?

I’m assuming this doesn’t mean things like “Hey, baby, let’s go up to the third floor and join the Government Documents club!” (No, I’ve never done that.) Truthly speaking, I can’t think of anything I’ve ever done as a library patron that was against the rules. Now, as a library employee at the university where my father teaches, I must admit that there were times when being in the presence of all those books led to “reading on the clock”, but that’s most definitely the worst thing. Oh, and there was the time they had me doing some work in the A/V room all by myself, with the door shut. I found a set of tapes of historical speeches, and then I sat down and listened to several of them, all the way through. Man, that JFK delivered a heck of an Inaugural, eh? And Jimmy Carter’s acceptance speech in 1980? “Hubert Horatio Hornblower! Er, Humphrey!” Wow.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to a library book?

Not returned one. When we moved from West Seneca, NY to Syracuse back in 2002, I thought I returned all the books to the West Seneca library. Not so much: I missed one, and didn’t discover it until we got unpacked in Syracuse. One of the first things I did when we moved back to Buffalo (Orchard Park, current location of Casa Jaquandor) was to return that book and settle up my fines for it.

Have you ever had a “favorite” librarian?

My mother. Duh. (Wow, that was too easy.) And there’s one at the current library who always comments when I have a piece of writing in the paper, which is cool.

If you could change one thing about your library it would be…

More books, obviously. More periodicals. The building itself could use some sprucing up. But by and large, my library is a terrific place. It’s next to an old train station that has been restored, and it’s across the street from my church. (If we’re talking about the Buffalo and Erie County Public Library as a whole, though, I’d increase its budget substantially, so long as there was money to do so.)

Let me close by once again voicing my general befuddlement at people who claim to love reading and yet don’t use their libraries. Limiting one’s reading to the books one can afford to buy makes absolutely no sense to me, and I say that as someone who already owns more books than I’m likely to be able to read in my lifetime and who has little intention of stopping. On the flip side, a Buffalo News columnist (Charity Vogel, I think) recently wrote an article about our libraries, citing a friend of hers who had moved to Hamburg, NY from Orlando, and had to start buying books because the Hamburg library doesn’t get the “newest, hottest reads” as quickly as the Orlando library had. This just struck me as terribly silly: judging one’s public library by one’s ability to walk in and check out the very latest by Nora Steele or Danielle Patterson or James Roberts or whomever is to miss the entire point of a public library by a huge margin.

And whenever I hear some libertarian or conservative type opine that maybe in the days of Amazon.com it’s time to let libraries slip into the past, I want to scream. I can’t think of a more misplaced set of priorities than that.

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Play that funky music, whiteboy!

I’ve seen this Stuff White People Like blog linked in a number of places, but Tosy and Cosh helpfully reduce it to a list, with commentary. Which means, you know, I’ll go all listy now as well. Basically I’ll do as he did and give a “yes” or “no” answer to each entry, with comment. I’m not so much doing this because I’m white (really, who cares) but because it’s a list. Note that this is not a “Bold the ones I like” list; I bolded them all to make the post easier to read.

(The original blog, by the way, has updated since I grabbed this from Tosy, so I’ll update this in a post down the line sometime.)

Anyway:

Graduate School

I never went, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not a fan. I figured that the world might not have needed another Ph.D in philosophy. Or something like that.

The Idea of Soccer

What is the “idea of soccer”? The notion of the world’s most popular spectator sport being a fairly boring game that has very little nuance? Bleeccchhh! You could pay me to watch soccer, since I’d do nearly anything for money, but I sure wouldn’t enjoy it. (Now, playing soccer is another story, since it’s a lot of running and kicking stuff. But things that are fun to do aren’t always fun to watch.)

Modern Furniture

Depends. Some modern-type furniture I find appealingly trippy, and a lot of actually is downright comfortable when you figure out how to sit in it. The library at my college (at the time – the library has since been rebuilt) had lots of sixties-era furniture, stuff that you might see lurking in the background of a scene of 2001: A Space Odyssey, and I loved sitting in those chairs, reading.

Multilingual Children

I can’t really say as I have a tremendously strong opinion here. If we’re going to decide that our children should be multilingual, obviously it’s best to do that early, but I don’t really know.

Musical Comedy

You’d better believe it! I love a good musical comedy. And even some not-so-good musical comedies.

Bottles of Water

I drink tons of water, so bottles are cool. We buy bottles by the case at The Store, and then after drinking the water that comes in them, we re-fill them and re-use them until they become too worn out to be useful, and then we break out a few new bottles from the case. Few things refresh like good old water.

Threatening to move to Canada

This is what pansy, pseudo-leftie nitwits do. Stay here and fight to make your country better, you bunch of doofuses! (Until the Bills move there, and then I’m outta here!)

Oscar Parties

Not really; I don’t take the Oscars that seriously anymore. But to attend one of the “official” parties, when you win one? Sure, I’d love to be at one of those.

When I eventually win the Oscar for Best Screenplay (note to self: start writing a screenplay), my speech will begin with this joke: “We writers aren’t Governors’ Ball types, so as the winning writer, it’s my responsibility to host the Writers’ Oscar Party. That’ll be at my hotel, Room 337 of the Hampton Inn by LAX. It’s BYOB, but we’re writers, so we’ve all got our own B.” You read it here first. [Cut to tight shot of Jack Nicholson, grinning tightly because he doesn’t get it or doesn’t care.]

Gentrification

You know, I hear this word a lot, and I still have no idea what it means. Something to do with city neighborhoods becoming lame, I think. I dunno.

Study Abroad

Never did it, myself. I suppose it makes sense for certain fields of study, like foreign languages or clandestine military activity.

Being the only white person around

I’m not sure exactly what’s so great about this. I generally don’t care who’s around me. Of course, this probably refers to traveling to entirely different cultures, which is a cool idea that I’ve never done before.

Difficult Breakups

They make for good fodder in romantic comedies and such, but to go through one? Who in their right mind would enjoy a difficult breakup? Especially since as you get older, your breakups can only increase in difficulty as they tend to involve kids and lawyers?

Mos Def

I don’t know who he is.

Michel Gondry

I don’t know who he is, either.

Standing Still at Concerts

Nah. I prefer to listen to my Berlioz and Rachmaninov sitting down. (I have never once attended a rock concert of any type. I’d love to hear some live Celtic music one of these years, but the proper setting for such is a pub, and those have seats.)

Divorce

See above on breakups. This is one road I have absolutely no desire to travel down, whatsoever, nosiree Bob. I know plenty of divorced people, and they’ve all (mostly) moved on to happiness in their post-divorce lives, but still, one of these friends described the experience to me in these words: “If you want to feel like throwing up for six months straight, get a divorce, ’cause that’s what it feels like.” I have no use for that.

Co-Ed Sports

Sure, what’s not to like?

Recycling

I do it, but I’m not sold on it as a major part of the solution to our environmental problems.

Expensive Sandwiches

Oh yes! I love a good sandwich, made with good ingredients. I’m not sure about the “expensive” part; I wouldn’t be terribly interested in spending $50 for a burger made of Kobe beef. But ten bucks for a sandwich on artisan bread? Sure.

Knowing what’s best for poor people

Well, depends, I suppose. I seriously dislike the condescension and judgmental nonsense thrown at the poor in this country, and the constant refrain that it’s their fault, the lazy freeloaders. And I seriously dislike the notion that because we aren’t in their position, we somehow know what’s best for them. Nothing illustrated this to me more than the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, when Barbara Bush opined that the thousands of displaced persons living in the Astrodome in Houston had it pretty good.

All that said, however, there’s an extent to which any policy discussion over how to help the poor involves a discussion of what’s best for the poor. This kind of thing I find helpful.

Bicycles

Bikes rule. I need to get mine up and running this year.

Toyota Prius

I like the idea of the car, but I’m unlikely to be able to get one any time soon, so I’m personally ambivalent. What I really like is what the Prius represents: the notion that it’s our technological advancement that will be the largest factor in our solving our environmental problems. People who think that environmentalism translates to returning the world to some kind of medieval lifestyle annoy me.

Natural Medicine

There’s some good stuff there, but it does get difficult to separate out the complete nonsense from the stuff that actually works.

Japan

If only they’d ditch their creepy and disgusting addiction to whaling, Japan would be extremely cool. I would love to go to Japan someday.

Juno

Haven’t seen it yet, but soon will, and then I will report. I think that Diablo Cody is gorgeous, though.

Lawyers

Necessary and underappreciated, I suppose. The ones that I’ve met are usually decent people. But yeah, Shakespeare says to kill them all, so off they go!

Apologies

These seem terribly underrated. We really need to see a whole-hearted embrace in our society of the “Ahso Defense”.

Kitchen Gadgets

I love good quality cookware, but I find the vast majority of kitchen gadgets useless and stupid wastes of space. Why buy, for instance, a rice cooker when you can just learn to cook rice in a heavy saucepan that will have many other uses besides? Why buy an electric gizmo to grill a sandwich? All I need is some good pans, some good knives, and a few other items and I’m good.

Dogs

Meh. I’m a cat person. A dog can be OK if I get to know it. But it’s gotta be a dog. A Pomeranian is not a dog. It’s a yipping creature of ill breeding.

Sarah Silverman

I don’t know the first thing about her.

Living by the water

I’d love to live by water one day: a lake, a river, even a stream. Water is mythic. As it is, I live a few miles from one of the Great Lakes, which is good enough for now.

Irony

A powerful tool when used as that: a tool. I got very tired of the whole “Irony as overriding tone” thing that dominated everything in the 1990s.

Vintage

As you might expect, I own several pairs of vintage overalls, and I like to troll eBay for more, although the prices are often a bit out of reach for me. (A good pair of overalls will last forever if you use them for casual wear, as I do. No long days out in the fields for me!) It’s fun to look at brands that no longer exist with names like “PayDay”. I don’t have much interest for anything else vintage, though.

Whole Foods and grocery co-ops

Well, this is awkward. Given my occupation, Whole Foods is the enemy and must be destroyed. But that’s just a philosophical position, as Whole Foods does not exist in Buffalo, and I’ve heard no plans to attract them here. The big Buffalo co-op is the Lexington Co-op which I believe is in the Elmwood area somewhere. That’s a bit out of the way for me, so I’ve never been there. I do like the concept of local ownership of such businesses, and I’d probably shop at one at least occasionally if one was a bit closer to Casa Jaquandor. Price isn’t the biggest determining factor for me as to where I shop, as a rule, although it’s definitely a factor.

You know what I really love, though? Public markets like the famous one in Seattle and the St. Lawrence Market in Toronto. Places like that are just wonderful.

Arts Degrees

I’ve got one: a Bachelor of Arts in Philosophy with a minor in music.

The Sunday New York Times

I used to be a big fan, but nowadays I generally don’t have time.

Asian Fusion Food

I don’t know anything about it, but when I hear the term, I think of those stereotypical pretentious restaurants where an entree consists of a plate with three bite-size morsels of something upon it. Not a fan of that kind of thing: when I order food, I want a plate full of food. And my favorite Asian food is the stuff that you’ll find in Chinatowns like Torontos, something that an Asian person might actually eat as a part of their daily life.

Public Radio

Longtime readers will know that I am a huge fan of public radio. You just have to find your right show. I love Prairie Home Companion, Thistle and Shamrock, Marian McPartland’s Piano Jazz, Car Talk, and others. (I’m not a big fan of This American Life, however; something about Ira Glass’s voice makes me want to lapse into a deep coma.)

Plays

Yup! Especially the flea-flicker and the Old Statue of Liberty. Those are great plays!

Oh, that’s not what this means. I’ve enjoyed live theater when I’ve gone, and yet, I haven’t gone in many years, which seems a pity given Buffalo’s unusually vibrant theater scene (for a city this size facing the economic challenges it does).

Sushi

Yes! I love it. I’ve never had the “raw fish” stuff, but I find a nice meal of sushi pleasantly nourishing.

Indie Music

If it’s good music, great. If not, forget it. Being “Indie” is no guarantee against sucking.

Apple Products

I like apple butter, apple-pie flavor ice cream, and I miss apple-flavored Slice pop.

The Steve Jobs cult creeps me out, though. I’m not in love with the whole “design is everything” ethos, nor do I buy the notion that Apple stuff is that much more robust than anything else. I find the idea of watching movies on an iPhone or an iPod terribly silly; I loved the bit at the Oscars the other week when Jon Stewart was watching Lawrence of Arabia on an iPhone and says, “Wow, the cinematography of this movie is amazing! I should watch in in widescreen! [turns phone sideways] Ohhh! Those are camels!”

And the whole “iBricking” thing really turns me off.

Netflix

Neat idea. We were in Blockbuster’s knockoff program for a while, but we don’t watch movies frequently enough to make it really worth our while, especially with the public library’s movie collection constantly improving, and the access to that collection is free, which stomps all over Blockbuster and Netflix.

Arrested Development

Never watched it.

Renovations

Well, of what? Taking an old building and making it better, whether for a home or a business? Sure, that’s great. In fact, I wish more old buildings would get renovated than either torn down for new buildings or, worse, allowed to rot while new buildings are built across the street. But not everything needs to be renovated, of course. And renovations poorly done can be disastrous.

Breakfast places

You’d better believe it. My favorite breakfast places are always the ones that are owned and run by locals in any given town, such as the wonderful Charlie’s Diner in East Aurora, NY (I can’t recommend this place highly enough, and if you go in late spring, be sure to sit on the porch and eat). And we’re rapidly coming up on one of New York State’s best traditions, Maple Weekend. We’ll be going to Moore’s Sugar Shack, which is a fabulous little place in the hills south of Arcade, for all the pancakes with fresh maple syrup we can eat. Oh Mama!

The Daily Show / The Colbert Report

I don’t get to watch them very often, because they’re on very late where we live (but they’re nicely broadcast on a Canadian channel out of Hamilton, ON). I love Jon Stewart. I’ve never seen Colbert’s show, unfortunately, but I did love his speech at the Correspondents’ Dinner from a couple of years back, so assuming that’s what his show is like, I’d probably love it.

Architecture

Well, I don’t know much about it, to be honest. But Buffalo’s architecture is wonderful, so I love it on that basis.

Marijuana

I’ve never tried it, so I don’t know. I think it should be legal, though.

Vegan/Vegetarianism

Nope. I eat meat. Nothing ever eats that something else doesn’t die, and anyway, if God didn’t want us eating animals, he wouldn’t have made them out of meat! (I do think that we eat too much meat in this country, but that’s not the same thing as saying nobody should eat meat.)

Snowboarding

I’ve never done it, but it does look like fun.

Wrigley Field

I’m not a Cubs fan. Wrigley looks like a neat place on teevee, and I’m sure it’s a great place to take in a game. But to have to do so watching the Cubs seems like too high a price to pay, especially with Harry Caray dead.

80s Night

Where? At a bar? A dance club? A roller rink? I love the cheesy 80s pop music, myself, so I’d probably enjoy the occasional 80s night.

Not having a teevee

Nah. I watch significantly less teevee now than I ever have before, but still, we have to be able to watch movies and stuff as a family. It’s not like we can crowd around the computer or the laptop.

Marathons

Gahhh! I hate running. Never liked running and never will. For cardio, at the Y, I use the stationary recumbent bikes, and I love biking in general. But running? Ugh. I don’t like running 26 feet, so why would I want to run 26 miles?!

Manhattan (and now Brooklyn too!)

I haven’t been to New York City since I was twelve or thirteen. I really want to go back someday; we’d love to be on the street during the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, and the Hayden Planetarium seems right up my alley, as does that bookstore that apparently has eighteen miles of books. But that’s all provisional, so I can’t say that I love Manhattan.

David Sedaris

Meh. I read through a collection of his essays once and while I didn’t hate him, I didn’t grok him either. I don’t understand the fuss over the guy.

Wine

I love wine, and I don’t drink enough of it. Port, sherry, Asti, Cava, Sauternes, Canadian ice wine, rieslings from New York, Valpolicella with pasta. Wine is wonderful and fascinating. (I’m a pretty non-sophisticated wine drinker, picking my bottles on the basis of price and on that of how pretty the label is. I also try to buy New York wines when I’m in the mood.)

Microbreweries

If the beer they make tastes good, then sure. If not, then no. I’m not of the view that microbreweries are inherently better than larger operations, but they have over the last couple of decades led to a more vibrant beer market, so that’s a good thing.

Having Two Last Names

With all due respect, who cares?! This is just silly.

Writers’ Workshops

I have no desire at all to attend one of these.

Being an expert on YOUR culture

I’m not, unless we restrict the concept of “MY culture” to those topics I write about on this blog, and even then I wouldn’t consider myself an expert on many of those topics, since blogging is in large part opining about that on which we know little.

Traveling

In the sense of “going other places”, absolutely. In the sense of the actual physical act of traveling, then maybe; it depends on the mode of travel. I don’t like flying; I find it unpleasant to begin with, and our air travel industry has made it a genuine pain in the arse. My favorite mode of travel is to pack some clothes and stuff, get in the car, and drive with one and only one rule: no Interstate highways. There’s magic to be found in this country that way.

Awareness

Too often “awareness” can seem an end in itself, but the way I figure it, if you can get one hundred people aware of something they might not have otherwise been aware at all, then maybe a few of them, or even just one, will go beyond awareness to activism, and that’s where change can happen.

Hating their Parents

Let me get this straight: we’re supposed to like divorce, messy breakups to our non-marriage relationships, and harboring negative feelings toward our parents? Wow, we’re quite the prize, aren’t we? I can’t believe we’re still single; who wouldn’t want to be around all this emotional angst and dysfunction?

Gifted Children

But it’s all good, because we like our children, as long as they read at a sixth-grade level when they’re in kindergarten or can speak two languages when they’re four.

Yoga

I’ve never tried it, but it can’t hurt, I suppose.

Having black friends

Why? So I can say “Some of my best friends are black!”? I like having friends.

Tea

Yup, I love tea. I recently acquired a nifty little device for brewing single servings of tea which I’ll post about some time. I don’t drink enough tea, actually; it’s really wonderful stuff. I love green tea and mint tea.

Non-profit organizations

This is too broad a category of things to like. The Discovery Institute is a NPO, and I find their existence embarrassing and annoying.

Asian Girls

“Girls”? Can’t we call them what we call them in this country: women? But yeah, Asian women tend to be really beautiful.

Wes Anderson movies

I’ve never seen one.

Making you feel bad about not going outside

What’s wrong with inside? Nothing. Outside’s cool, but does it need to be the subject of guilt? Not that I can see.

Barack Obama

If he wins the nomination, then you’d better believe it. If not, then thanks for playing and we’ll see you in 2012 or (to be hoped) 2016. In truth, I think that either Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama would be infinitely preferable to John “The only solution to the colossal mess we’re in is to ratchet up George Bush’s awful policies to 11!” McCain.

Diversity

Again, it depends, doesn’t it? But on balance, I think that diversity tends to be a better thing than the lack of it.

Organic Food

I don’t know, really. I do know that organic stuff tends to cost more, so I avoid it pretty much on that basis alone.

Farmers’ Markets

Ach, I love farmers’ markets. The freshness you get is amazing. Here’s an example of a place where I find it worthwhile to spend a little more than usual on food. Corn on the cob from a farmers’ market, at the height of summer? Or blueberries picked that morning from a group of bushes less than ten miles from where you’re forking over your cash? Wonderful.

Assists

Ummm…not knowing much about basketball or hockey, I can’t say. But I do like the sentiment expressed by Crash Davis in Bull Durham on strikeouts versus groundballs: “Groundballs are democratic. Strikeouts are fascist.”

Film Festivals

I’ve never been to one.

Religions their parents don’t belong to

Does this mean my admiring Buddhism or Taoism is because my parents are neither Buddhists or Taoists? That seems a bit silly. Or is it, say, if I were to become an Anglican if my parents were Catholics (just to make up an example)? I don’t know, that seems silly to me.

Coffee

Otherwise known as “the magical elixir without which I become a complete jerk”. I love coffee. I adore coffee. I roll on the floor with coffee and massage its…oh yeah, sorry. (This year I’m trying to wean myself off sweetening my coffee. I’ve already cut in half the amount of sugar I put in it. I love sweet coffee, but I suspect that I don’t need that much sugar with my daily caffeine fix.)

And there we have it. I don’t like a lot of the stuff our “prototypical white guy” likes, and some of it, I really dislike. Am I still white?

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Sentential Links #131

OK, time for some more links. Sorry I didn’t have them yesterday, but for one reason or another, time just got away from me last night, and suddenly it was 9:30 pm and I was starting my nightly zone-out.

Anyhow:

:: I know of another family in which a mentally retarded mother has two mentally retarded children she is unable to care for. Would it have been better if those children had never been born? (A question-raising post is always nice. I think about issues like this a lot.)

:: Fifty-five hundred an hour???????? (Tell me about it. How can it have possibly cost that much?)

:: I’m ready Uncle George, take me now!

:: The online feeding frenzy against Hillary Clinton is driving me crazy. And that’s despite the fact that I support Obama and, all things considered, think Hillary should probably withdraw from the race.

:: Meanwhile, Anthony is driving ever closer to the secluded clearing where he disposes of the bodies.

:: The induction of the irascible and oft-maligned John Mellencamp into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame last night, got me to reminiscing about how much I actually like his music. (Not a big fan, myself, but he’s deserving of his slot in the Hall, I think.)

:: They don’t make producers like that any more, folks.

:: I failed my save vs. stunning blow, so forgive me if this isn’t the most polished thing in the world.

All for now. I’ll try to have next week’s edition on the right day. But I might fail. You know how it is.

(On seeing this post after publishing, it looks awfully short, because my links are pretty short this time. Don’t let that dissuade you — good stuff abounds, as always. My links are certified Good Stuff!)

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