Sentential Links (Page 28)

Installment One Hundred the Seventh! Let us commence! :: I got through surgery and had my gallbladder removed. (You know, I was remiss in wishing Shamus well before his surgery, so I’ll toss him a Sentential Link after it. Because that’s totally the same thing. Best to him for his recovery!) :: Don’t even get me started on the gnashing of teeth and gouging of eyes I am reduced to when ‘impact’ is used as anything but a noun. (You know what’s weird? Every person I’ve ever heard expressing this sentiment is Canadian. Is there something in the Canadian waterDown the rabbit hole….

This week’s linkage. Click, or an army of locusts will descend upon thee and pick thy bones clean! BWAA-HAA-HA-HA-HA!!! :: In my dream I stop at those all-night cafes at two in the morning for pie and coffee before getting on the road again so that I can arrive at your house by dawn. :: As an Olympic-level bullshit artist myself, I just have to give it up for a guy who created an entire make-believe field out of thin air and declared himself the leader in it. (My parents sent me to see a performance of Kreskin’s back whenDown the rabbit hole….

105, eh? Just out of curiosity, I wonder what nifty roads might carry the number 105…and this one in Nova Scotia sounds pretty. Anyway, here are this week’s links. Click them, lest they spoil. :: I’ve been asked to leave Los Angeles. The iPhone has been out for over three days now and I don’t have one yet. In this town that’s unacceptable. (Thankfully, we in Buffalo aren’t so militant about such things. I’m sure the iPhone will take off here eventually, but not until Apple figures out a way to make it safe from pizza sauce and chicken-wing grease.)Down the rabbit hole….

Wow. One hundred four: that means I’ve been doing this feature for a little over two years now. It seems so long ago that I can barely remember, those wonderful old days of yore 2005…actually, 2005 kinda blew, if I remember it right. Total crap of a year. Er, anyway: :: By the way, my favorite character in ASOIAF is in fact Jaime Lannister. (Mine too, I must admit, over the last couple of books. I also like Brienne, and I wish that her storyline in the most recent book had amounted to more than her just wandering around. Still,Down the rabbit hole….

Here we are, yet again. This time, you won’t win so easily. BWAAA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!! Oh, sorry. Wrong post…we’re doing Sentential Links, not Confrontations with Ultimate Evil. Whoops! :: Outsmarted by the undead! Another proud moment for our band of heroes. (Come on, folks, if you’re not reading “DM of the Rings” yet, then you’re just not worth the trouble. Harumph.) :: Anyway, I think as I’ve been more willing to embrace my sadness, anxiety, shame, and so on, my ability to be joyful has really grown. I laugh more because I cry more…I feel more authentic and at peace for lettingDown the rabbit hole….

In a change of pace, I’m gathering links from blogs on SamuraiFrog‘s blogroll. These are blogs I have never seen before. :: Attention, people of Earth! You will give us tribute, or we will release powerful weapons! :: At 76 years old we can only wonder what lies in store for Bill in ’08. :: I’m convinced that what this country needs is another sociological goosing like we got from the musical “Hair” back in the sixties. :: Do you think Zoe will laugh at this picture when she is older or be embarrassed long after I am gone? ::Down the rabbit hole….

Wow, I’ve done this series for over two years now. How time flies! :: So at your next orchestra rehearsal, Tupperware party, city council meeting, ice cream social, wedding reception… whip out Terror — Again… Now, more than ever. :: Super-human TeeVee critic Brian Lowry wrote an interesting defense of critics. It’s curious that entertainment critics find it necessary to continue defending their jobs. It’s beginning to come off as more than mere “you just don’t understand what we do” bullshit, though. It sounds defensive. :: But the point is, I don’t think my operating system should display such anDown the rabbit hole….

Here is the ninety-ninth edition of Sentential Links. That seems meaningful — but probably isn’t. Alas! :: I teach at a community college. At commencement I get to watch students walk across the platform and pick up diplomas who have gone through some pretty tremendous shit. (Warning: salty language here. Good post, though.) :: Mark Helprin’s gone and done us all the service of advocating the idea that dare not speak its name: Rather than endlessly retroactively extending copyrights, why not make them last forever? (Oh, wow. Just…wow. Now, I love Mark Helprin’s writing, but the notion that copyright shouldDown the rabbit hole….

Seems like two weeks since I did one of these…oh yeah, it’s been two weeks since I did one of these. At least I had a reasonable excuse for letting down my loyal and constant readers! :: For reasons I can’t explain, I am totally charmed by the fact that Jeffy and Dolly have thrown some pillows on the floor to relax on for their little chat, and that Jeffy is resting his chin in his hand while he contemplates the insane nonsense that his sister is spouting. If they were older, I’d say they were high (“Hey, is thatDown the rabbit hole….

Ninety-seven. That’s the frequency — well, 96.9 — of a Buffalo radio station. Other than that, I’m not sure what ninety-seven signifies. So on with the links. :: If you’re in a team of hundreds of people building a skyscraper, you can probably sneak off for a nap and let everyone else pick up your slack. But if you’re the only bricklayer working on a particular house then goofing off is just self-defeating. The carpenter isn’t going to start laying bricks when he sees you dozing. :: Now only a sucker would let themselves get hooked on a Fox showDown the rabbit hole….