I may once have gotten all excited over the trailer to the undeniably stinky Ghost Rider movie (note: no undeserved links on this blog), but honestly, how could it have been any good? The character himself looked good, but wasn’t especially interesting, hooky or well-written. He made for a much better tattoo than a comic book hero.
Archive for March, 2007
29
Mar
Ghost Rider: Why?
29
Mar
It’s Raining 300 Men
I saw this movie with Mr. Dalton, and would have loved to have seen this on the big screen:
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23
Mar
Stupid Firefox
OK, actually I love Firefox. But: The two hotkeys I use the most are [Ctrl-Tab] to move between tabs and [Ctrl-W] to close tabs. Your wrist will thank you if you start using hotkeys. My life is richer, deeper, snappier thanks to hotkeys. But: Look (with your eyes) at the key that falls between [Tab] and [W] on your keyboard. Unless you are an avant-Lifehacker freak using a nonstandard keyboard – in which case I imagine you already know where I am going with this – it is [Q]. Were you to hit [Ctrl-Q], perhaps by accident, perhaps because it lies next to a commonly-struck hotkey, you would find that you just have closed the top frame and all of the tabs contained therein. If, like me, you frequently have several dozen tabs open in certain frames, you would then yelp something like “Heck!” or “Dash it!” You might even dip into your stash of PG-13 exclamations, and I wouldn’t blame you a bit.
I believe this feature is left over from Navigator, but come on, people. It’s like putting the emergency brake on a hair-trigger pedal between the brake and gas.
Here’s a trick all parents can enjoy. Make sure to keep to tech-savvy tourist destinations.
Here is a lovely post from Craig’s List. Michael is right – it’s a treasure trove of awesome.
So you want to be a political junkie. From the worthwhile Political Insider blog.
06
Mar
I love Ann Coulter
Seriously! She is more awesome than a dozen Pat Robertsons, and a hundred times less dangerous. Every time she opens her mouth or hits send, she does more damage to the far right than everyone on this side of the divide put together could manage in a couple of years’ time. Some conservatives are actively, openly asking if she is a leftie provocateur, which is a neat, if unnecessary, idea. Why provoke when they do such a great job for us on their own?
And: Think how little they really got during their short time in power. Yep, they got a nice fat war to keep the economy propped up in the wake of their disastrous mismanagement. But where are the abortion restrictions? How come the gays get to walk the streets, much less get married in Homochusetts? Evolution instead of prayer in school, Supreme Court decisions hampering executive privilege to torture and wield extraconstitutional power, no significant advances in gun ownership rights. They got nothing but a war, and they fucked that up worse than anyone in our history. We’ve got about two more years of this dead zone before we get our own chance to fuck things up. The more Ann Coulter we see between now and then, the greater our mandate will be.
I finally finished it. I loved the first book in this series, Perdido Street Station, but the second left me feeling a bit flat and this one, while finishing quite well, was a bit too ponderous and humorless to really suck me in. Mieville’s imagination and determination are admirable, and his world is rich and deep, but his characters are too limited to become really engaging. Whether this is because the author won’t show us everything that’s going on or because he really does see his people as one- or two-dimensional is unclear, but it’s a weakness that I hope he overcomes next time.
01
Mar
Want a bike rack?
I’ve got a pretty good bike rack I can’t use because my seat is so low on my frame (huh-huh). If you want it, say something and I’ll bring it by. It’s not so hard to install, but I will even help with that in the unlikely event that I am handier than you. [Edited for clarity: this is a rack that goes on the back of a bike, not a rack to stow bikes on some other, larger vehicle.]
You said it, sister