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Daily Archives: July 7, 2011
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Good evening Crasstalk. Hope you had a good day and are ready for the weekend to get started. Continue reading
I don’t believe that art has meaning and I don’t believe that it should. What I do believe is that the purpose of art is to create an experience and to tell a story (or convey an idea), but, again, I don’t like to believe in the story (or idea) as told by the artist (with the exception being biblical paintings) because I like to stretch my mind a bit. It’s cheating to just take the description on a placard at face value. Won’t you join me as I participate in one of my greatest pastimes? Let’s devise book summaries in the Contemporary Art department of The Detroit Institute of Art!
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Last night’s episode was chock full of new newness. New judges, new choreographers…it was a veritable smorgasbord of rookies. Did we like everything? No. Does this show need a jolt from a fresh can of dance sauce every now and again? Yes. But perhaps not all in one show.
Let’s see what I mean.
The alarm went off at 5:45 AM and I immediately bolted out of bed. Despite having to get up at the early hour during a) my vacation and b) a federal holiday, I was excited to run this race. My parents ran the Atlanta Journal-Constitution Peachtree Road Race every summer we lived in Atlanta (1987-94) and it’s a city tradition. Just like any other race, I had carefully laid out my race clothes the night before. We had planned to leave at 6:15 AM, but we were actually out closer to 6:25 AM. Not too bad considering I was mentally aiming for a 6:30 AM departure time. My parents and an elementary school friend I met with on Sunday warned me that MARTA (Atlanta’s public transportation system) would be crazy. I would gauge that most people in the Atlanta metro area use their cars to get around and MARTA is simply an afterthought. Continue reading
Your pets. They have names. If yours do not, name them immediately, because it’s really demoralizing not to have one. There’s a lot of armchair analysis of what your pets’ names say about you out there; in fact, Jezebel had an article on this topic just a couple days ago.
It made me think: Who are you to speculate on what pets’ names mean? Being “an unmarried lady who is heading full steam ahead toward age 30” as our intrepid Jez author is, doesn’t convince me of your bona fides. More to the point, the article itself really cemented my snap judgement of said qualifications.
NOTE: I am not some computer genius. I’m a guy who surfs the net a lot and tries to fix his computer himself. I know a bit more than my parents about computers, but
I am in no way Tim Berners-Lee.
Thanks to the fine folks over at Demonoid, I grabbed a copy of 0x 7 yesterday and installed it on my laptop.
First things first: You can only run this if you have a Core 2 Duo or i5 or i7. Don’t think your old G4 Cube can handle this operating system. Also, Core Duos, sorry, you’re out. You guys are the new Power PC. Second, there’s no installation DVD. You download and launch the .dmg and everything else is taken care of for you. This was especially welcome to me, because my DVD drive broke after I dropped my laptop. Just double click the .dmg, and let it sit for around 45 minutes (my black MacBook – 2.2 Ghz core 2 duo – told me it would take 30 minutes, but that bastard lied to me) and then you’ll be done. Continue reading
Rupert Murdoch’s News Corp. has announced that it will close British tabloid News of the World in response to a firestorm of scandals involving intercepting the voice mails of celebrities and crime victims. The announcement came Thursday after calls for investigation into the phone hacks by both the British public and members of Parliment. There is speculation that News of the World staffers and News Corp. executives may face criminal charges. Continue reading
I had a sinus headache for several days and it got me thinking about what we do to avoid going to the doctor. For my headache I’ve run my Neti pot twice a day, applied a warm buckwheat and lavender spa wrap to my head, and, lest you think I’m a hippie, took two ibuprofen every few hours. I’ve been known to sip flat cola for nausea and knock back a half-teaspoon of baking soda for agida. I’ve also reduced my seasonal allergies by eating a little raw local honey every day. Okay, maybe I am a bit of hippie.
Today’s Question of the Day: What are some of your tried and true home remedies?
Disclaimer: Nothing in this post or its comments is intended as medical advice. If it hurts, itches, bleeds, oozes, or stays erect for more than four hours, please see your doctor.
Our urban centers – especially New York City – have a reputation for being Crazytown. One minute you’re giggling at an Italian comic opera, and the next you are being accosted by a toothless hobo screaming obscenities with his hoo-hah out. Then, glancing at the Playbill clutched in your white-knuckled hands, he bursts into an aria from The Barber Of Seville.