Spacey Kevin
Okay, awesome game -- Spaced Penguin. It's a totally addictive shockwave game, wherein you shoot Kevin the Penguin from a highly sophisticated GPS system (Giant Penguin Slingshot) in an attempt to get him back into his spaceship. I just love watching Kevin when he floats around in space. There are 25 levels and the object is to not only get Kevin back in his ship but to use the gravity of the planets to accumulate as much distance as possible. I was quite pleased with my score of 272,445, until I looked at the all-time top score, which was over 2 billion. Ah well, something to aspire to, right?
Whoa - I'm playing my second game right now, and Kevin is in a loop, floating endlessly in circles around a planet, his trails making Spirograph art before my very eyes. Cool! I'm racking up the miles, which means more points, but do I stop it? Poor guy must be dizzy and there's no way he's getting into his ship this way. I better go try to reel Kevin in. (Ya know, I bet this is how that guy got over 2 billion points).
[link courtesy usr/bin/girl]
9.27.2001
9.11 Stories
Mystory.net is a perfect example of what I think is the true value of the Internet as a tool of communication. The site is an archive of stories from The Day, submitted by those who experienced it first hand, as well as "Where were you when..."-type essays. It's an opportunity to see events through the eyes of those that lived through it, not filtered through the prism of the media, and to share your story through the site's submission form.
Mystory.net is a perfect example of what I think is the true value of the Internet as a tool of communication. The site is an archive of stories from The Day, submitted by those who experienced it first hand, as well as "Where were you when..."-type essays. It's an opportunity to see events through the eyes of those that lived through it, not filtered through the prism of the media, and to share your story through the site's submission form.
9.26.2001
9.25.2001
Jon Stewart
courtesy comedycentral.com
I was talking to my sister on the phone last week, while I was at the cabin, and she sounded distracted, wasn't really paying any attention to me. I could hear the television on in the background so I asked her what she was watching. It was The Daily Show on Comedy Central, and Jon Stewart was speaking about the attack. She turned it up a bit so I could hear. I couldn't make out everything he was saying, but I could hear the emotion in his voice and Sheila told me that he was crying. I was sorry I missed it, but I've been lucky enough to find his monologue online. Please take the time to read it.
[link courtesy silly cow, formerly swallowingtacks - welcome back, elise]
courtesy comedycentral.com
I was talking to my sister on the phone last week, while I was at the cabin, and she sounded distracted, wasn't really paying any attention to me. I could hear the television on in the background so I asked her what she was watching. It was The Daily Show on Comedy Central, and Jon Stewart was speaking about the attack. She turned it up a bit so I could hear. I couldn't make out everything he was saying, but I could hear the emotion in his voice and Sheila told me that he was crying. I was sorry I missed it, but I've been lucky enough to find his monologue online. Please take the time to read it.
[link courtesy silly cow, formerly swallowingtacks - welcome back, elise]
Virus/Worm Alert
Heads-up, folks - some twisted little geek has created a virus that preys upon our anxiety over the terrorist attack. If you receive an e-mail with the attachment "WTC.EXE", delete the e-mail immediately and do not open the attachment. For a detailed description of the contents of the e-mail and the virus' payload, read this.
For anti-virus software information:
Symantec's Norton Anti-Virus
McAfee VirusScan
Heads-up, folks - some twisted little geek has created a virus that preys upon our anxiety over the terrorist attack. If you receive an e-mail with the attachment "WTC.EXE", delete the e-mail immediately and do not open the attachment. For a detailed description of the contents of the e-mail and the virus' payload, read this.
For anti-virus software information:
Symantec's Norton Anti-Virus
McAfee VirusScan
Images
With the sun setting in the west, floodlights illuminate the smoke rising from the wreckage o the World Trade Center as work continues at the site Tuesday, Sept. 25, 2001, two weeks after the terrorist attack.
Who would think something so ugly could be so beautiful?
And...a quiet moment.
With the sun setting in the west, floodlights illuminate the smoke rising from the wreckage o the World Trade Center as work continues at the site Tuesday, Sept. 25, 2001, two weeks after the terrorist attack.
Who would think something so ugly could be so beautiful?
And...a quiet moment.
Invisibles!
I think it's time to get back to my regularly scheduled programming and provide you with some much needed distraction.
There is a backlog of Invisibles quizzes at Filmwise - why don't you head over there and have some fun:
Invisibles #40 - 4 out of 8, eesh.
Invisibles #41 - 5 out of 8, better.
Invisibles #42: Livin' Large - 5 out of 8.
They've added something new this week - User-Created Invisibles - "the first Invisibles puzzle created entirely by our FilmWise fans!" Nice job, users.
I think it's time to get back to my regularly scheduled programming and provide you with some much needed distraction.
There is a backlog of Invisibles quizzes at Filmwise - why don't you head over there and have some fun:
Invisibles #40 - 4 out of 8, eesh.
Invisibles #41 - 5 out of 8, better.
Invisibles #42: Livin' Large - 5 out of 8.
They've added something new this week - User-Created Invisibles - "the first Invisibles puzzle created entirely by our FilmWise fans!" Nice job, users.
I lied.
I wasn't back in a little while, was I? Oops.
As I said, my vacation was just what the doctor ordered - a week of solitary relaxation, without the personal and public distractions of real life. I suppose I was running away, from facing my impending unemployment as well as from the devastating current events. I didn't shirk reality completely, though. I stayed abreast of unfolding developments by listening to the radio and catching the evening news. I even managed to remember to watch the President's Address to the Nation.
I have my aprehensions about President Bush and I was anxious about his speech. We so desperately need a leader right now, and I didn't think Mr. Bush was capable of displaying the those qualities that are demanded of a leader in times such as these. I was wrong. The speech was powerful, its message was clear and specific. Most importantly, the President's delivery was passionate, yet even-handed. As frightening as the prospect of a war is, I came away from the speech with the confidence one feels when they know they are fighting for a just cause. I would most certainly prefer a non-violent resolution to this conflict, but I think we are past that now, unfortunately. I just pray that as few lives as possible are lost, on all sides.
So, vacation...I didn't do much of anything, really, and it was glorious. The weather was perfect all week so I was able to get in a couple of hikes. I read three books: The Empty Chair, by Jeffrey Deaver; Wild Justice, by Philip Margolin; and A Place of Execution, by Val McDermid. All good crime thrillers, the best being A Place of Execution and The Empty Chair. I also rented a few movies: The Dish, You Can Count On Me, and Memento. I recommend them all. The nice thing about renting Memento is that I could just rewind and watch it again immediately after it ended. What a great movie. On Wednesday I took a roadtrip down to Bar Harbor and Schoodic Point, did a little shopping and took some pictures. I scanned a bunch in tonight at the office and I'll be posting them soon.
Most importantly I was able to decompress a bit while I was there. I was drowning in news and video about the attacks prior to leaving and my anxiety level was through the roof. As much as I didn't want to leave the cabin, it is good to be back. And the perspective I gained while away has helped me regain my footing on a slippery slope.
I wasn't back in a little while, was I? Oops.
As I said, my vacation was just what the doctor ordered - a week of solitary relaxation, without the personal and public distractions of real life. I suppose I was running away, from facing my impending unemployment as well as from the devastating current events. I didn't shirk reality completely, though. I stayed abreast of unfolding developments by listening to the radio and catching the evening news. I even managed to remember to watch the President's Address to the Nation.
I have my aprehensions about President Bush and I was anxious about his speech. We so desperately need a leader right now, and I didn't think Mr. Bush was capable of displaying the those qualities that are demanded of a leader in times such as these. I was wrong. The speech was powerful, its message was clear and specific. Most importantly, the President's delivery was passionate, yet even-handed. As frightening as the prospect of a war is, I came away from the speech with the confidence one feels when they know they are fighting for a just cause. I would most certainly prefer a non-violent resolution to this conflict, but I think we are past that now, unfortunately. I just pray that as few lives as possible are lost, on all sides.
So, vacation...I didn't do much of anything, really, and it was glorious. The weather was perfect all week so I was able to get in a couple of hikes. I read three books: The Empty Chair, by Jeffrey Deaver; Wild Justice, by Philip Margolin; and A Place of Execution, by Val McDermid. All good crime thrillers, the best being A Place of Execution and The Empty Chair. I also rented a few movies: The Dish, You Can Count On Me, and Memento. I recommend them all. The nice thing about renting Memento is that I could just rewind and watch it again immediately after it ended. What a great movie. On Wednesday I took a roadtrip down to Bar Harbor and Schoodic Point, did a little shopping and took some pictures. I scanned a bunch in tonight at the office and I'll be posting them soon.
Most importantly I was able to decompress a bit while I was there. I was drowning in news and video about the attacks prior to leaving and my anxiety level was through the roof. As much as I didn't want to leave the cabin, it is good to be back. And the perspective I gained while away has helped me regain my footing on a slippery slope.
9.24.2001
9.15.2001
Saturday, Day 5
I've stayed away from the television today, for the most part. I watched a portion of the ABCNews special with Peter Jennings and kids from New York this morning, as well as the eulogy for Father Mychal Judge, the NY Fire Department Chaplain who died while providing last rites to a fallen fireman. Both were moving, inspiring, and terribly sad. Maybe I am deficient in some way, but I needed to back away, to re-enter my own life to some extent. So I turned the television off and spent some time with my mother and sister. We talked about the tragedy, and found that we were focusing on the 'good' stories surrounding it - the stories of bravery, selflessness and, at the risk of sounding corny, brotherhood. It is not fair that I can turn the TV off and walk away for a few hours when so many are in such pain. But I can, and I do, because that is the only way that I can deal with it. I still teeter on the edge of an emotional abyss, ready to cry with only the slightest provocation, but I need some normalcy in my life. Some room to breathe.
I nearly cancelled it, but I've decided to go ahead with my trip tomorrow to Maine. I will be driving up and staying there alone, for the first time. I am hoping that the peace and quiet will do me some good, help to restore some inner balance. On the other hand, it is just as likely that I will become bored by Wednesday and return home still off-balance, but that's a chance I'm willing to take ;-).
I'm leaving in the morning, so there won't be any posts after this one until at least mid-week, probably later. Have a good week, everyone, and as my Grammy used to say, "Peace be to ya."
TIME.com Photoessays - the one entitled "Shattered" is especially powerful.
New York Times Slideshows
New York Times - The Heroes
I've stayed away from the television today, for the most part. I watched a portion of the ABCNews special with Peter Jennings and kids from New York this morning, as well as the eulogy for Father Mychal Judge, the NY Fire Department Chaplain who died while providing last rites to a fallen fireman. Both were moving, inspiring, and terribly sad. Maybe I am deficient in some way, but I needed to back away, to re-enter my own life to some extent. So I turned the television off and spent some time with my mother and sister. We talked about the tragedy, and found that we were focusing on the 'good' stories surrounding it - the stories of bravery, selflessness and, at the risk of sounding corny, brotherhood. It is not fair that I can turn the TV off and walk away for a few hours when so many are in such pain. But I can, and I do, because that is the only way that I can deal with it. I still teeter on the edge of an emotional abyss, ready to cry with only the slightest provocation, but I need some normalcy in my life. Some room to breathe.
I nearly cancelled it, but I've decided to go ahead with my trip tomorrow to Maine. I will be driving up and staying there alone, for the first time. I am hoping that the peace and quiet will do me some good, help to restore some inner balance. On the other hand, it is just as likely that I will become bored by Wednesday and return home still off-balance, but that's a chance I'm willing to take ;-).
I'm leaving in the morning, so there won't be any posts after this one until at least mid-week, probably later. Have a good week, everyone, and as my Grammy used to say, "Peace be to ya."
TIME.com Photoessays - the one entitled "Shattered" is especially powerful.
New York Times Slideshows
New York Times - The Heroes
9.14.2001
"I really believe that the pagans, and the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People for the American Way — all of them who have tried to secularize America — I point the finger in their face and say, ‘You helped this happen,’" Falwell said on the program, which was broadcast nationally.
Mr. Falwell seems to think that the terrorists have acted on behalf of his God. He had better hope that my God has mercy on his soul.
Keep stoking those fires of hatred, Jerry.
[source: brainsluice]
Mr. Falwell seems to think that the terrorists have acted on behalf of his God. He had better hope that my God has mercy on his soul.
Keep stoking those fires of hatred, Jerry.
[source: brainsluice]
Let's Debunk
I'm sure we have all seen the Nostradamus predictions, mathematical date puzzles and the like that have been making the e-mail rounds since Tuesday's attack. Here's a link to a site that debunks most of these rumors, and very credibly.
[source: usr/bin/girl]
I'm sure we have all seen the Nostradamus predictions, mathematical date puzzles and the like that have been making the e-mail rounds since Tuesday's attack. Here's a link to a site that debunks most of these rumors, and very credibly.
[source: usr/bin/girl]
National Day of Prayer and Remembrance
President Bush has declared today to be a National Day of Prayer and Remembrance in acknowledgment of Tuesday's tragedy. If you can, please try to make your way to your nearest house of worship to participate in the observance. The President asks that we do this at lunchtime, around 12:00 Noon. The Immaculate Conception is just across the town green here, and I am hoping to be able to make it to the lunchtime mass.
From the White House website:
President Bush has declared today to be a National Day of Prayer and Remembrance in acknowledgment of Tuesday's tragedy. If you can, please try to make your way to your nearest house of worship to participate in the observance. The President asks that we do this at lunchtime, around 12:00 Noon. The Immaculate Conception is just across the town green here, and I am hoping to be able to make it to the lunchtime mass.
From the White House website:
NOW, THEREFORE, I, GEORGE W. BUSH, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim Friday, September 14, 2001, as a National Day of Prayer and Remembrance for the Victims of the Terrorist Attacks on September 11, 2001. I ask that the people of the United States and places of worship mark this National Day of Prayer and Remembrance with noontime memorial services, the ringing of bells at that hour, and evening candlelight remembrance vigils. I encourage employers to permit their workers time off during the lunch hour to attend the noontime services to pray for our land. I invite the people of the world who share our grief to join us in these solemn observances.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this thirteenth day of September, in the year of our Lord two thousand one, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and twenty-sixth.
GEORGE W. BUSH
9.13.2001
9.12.2001
BTW, my regular nonsensical posts will resume tomorrow. In the meantime, you might want to check salon.com's coverage.
I hope you're all hangin' in there.
I hope you're all hangin' in there.
The Day After
I am slowly emerging from the shock of yesterday and now the tears are starting to come as I read the stories of those at ground zero. For those who would like to provide assistance to the American Red Cross Disaster Relief Fund, you can do so through the following links:
Via Amazon.com
Via PayPal
I also thought I'd point you in the direction of some of this morning's news items:
Salon.com: Flying with Phantoms
NYTimes: The Response
NYTimes Editorial: An Unfathomable Attack
NPR's All Things Considered: Entire Program for September 11, 2001
ABCNews: How to Help.
The American psyche has been irreparably damaged by this attack, and I believe this marks a defining moment for my generation. I want to say more, but I'm running out of words.
I am slowly emerging from the shock of yesterday and now the tears are starting to come as I read the stories of those at ground zero. For those who would like to provide assistance to the American Red Cross Disaster Relief Fund, you can do so through the following links:
Via Amazon.com
Via PayPal
I also thought I'd point you in the direction of some of this morning's news items:
Salon.com: Flying with Phantoms
NYTimes: The Response
NYTimes Editorial: An Unfathomable Attack
NPR's All Things Considered: Entire Program for September 11, 2001
ABCNews: How to Help.
The American psyche has been irreparably damaged by this attack, and I believe this marks a defining moment for my generation. I want to say more, but I'm running out of words.
9.11.2001
Initial Aftermath
I stopped at a Wal Mart on the way home from work today. As I pushed my cart through the aisles, I witnessed something that I could only assume was a result of today's tragic events. There were parents with children everywhere, and instead of scolding their misbehaving children, mothers and fathers were caressing their heads, holding their hands and kissing their cheeks. We have had the rug of security ripped out from under us and in our shock we must embrace those close to us as we try to regain our footing.
I stopped at a Wal Mart on the way home from work today. As I pushed my cart through the aisles, I witnessed something that I could only assume was a result of today's tragic events. There were parents with children everywhere, and instead of scolding their misbehaving children, mothers and fathers were caressing their heads, holding their hands and kissing their cheeks. We have had the rug of security ripped out from under us and in our shock we must embrace those close to us as we try to regain our footing.
World Trade Center Images
Here is a link to some truly amazing images of the devastation wrought on the World Trade Center towers in New York City, including some images of the buildings collapsing. (just click on the filename)
These are really the only images I have seen of the destruction, since I have been at work all day. I sit here in my office with my ear pressed to NPR, listening as events unfold. As heart-rending as today's events have been, things can only get worse as rescue workers begin to retrieve the victims and the death toll begins to climb. I say a prayer for all of those who were lost and the families who lost them.
Here is a link to some truly amazing images of the devastation wrought on the World Trade Center towers in New York City, including some images of the buildings collapsing. (just click on the filename)
These are really the only images I have seen of the destruction, since I have been at work all day. I sit here in my office with my ear pressed to NPR, listening as events unfold. As heart-rending as today's events have been, things can only get worse as rescue workers begin to retrieve the victims and the death toll begins to climb. I say a prayer for all of those who were lost and the families who lost them.
I have not been able to concentrate today. My heart is buried under a heavy weight of sadness and it feels almost difficult to breathe. I have all of the same unanswered questions as you - how could something like this happen? how is one supposed to react to such a potentially devastating loss of life? We are all affected by this; whoever carried out these despicable acts has perpetrated what basically amounts to an act of war against the United States. My twisted gut wants retribution, swift and brutal.
Under Attack
This morning's terrorist attacks have sent me reeling. I need something to hold on to.
Many of the NYC casualties are being sent to hospitals here in Connecticut. A co-worker's sister is a nurse here in town, and she was told that the situation may require her to be at the hospital for a couple of days. The number of casualties has been estimated in the thousands.
Reports are still sketchy, but from what I've heard there is at least one more hijacked plane still in the air at this time.
I hope that you and all of your loved ones are safe. God bless.
This morning's terrorist attacks have sent me reeling. I need something to hold on to.
Many of the NYC casualties are being sent to hospitals here in Connecticut. A co-worker's sister is a nurse here in town, and she was told that the situation may require her to be at the hospital for a couple of days. The number of casualties has been estimated in the thousands.
Reports are still sketchy, but from what I've heard there is at least one more hijacked plane still in the air at this time.
I hope that you and all of your loved ones are safe. God bless.
9.10.2001
everybody! everybody!
Run to Homestar Runner right now. I'm not sure what it's about and I can't explain it, but this flash site is LOL funny. All I've done so far is drag my mouse over the homepage icons and the hover animation is killing me. 'Toons! Hint: click down into 'toons or characters and then click "back" to return to the homepage. The animation will be different.
This site embodies the term "timewaster". What a hoot.
Run to Homestar Runner right now. I'm not sure what it's about and I can't explain it, but this flash site is LOL funny. All I've done so far is drag my mouse over the homepage icons and the hover animation is killing me. 'Toons! Hint: click down into 'toons or characters and then click "back" to return to the homepage. The animation will be different.
This site embodies the term "timewaster". What a hoot.
Once upon a time, there were three beautiful girls...
The mystery surrounding the fate of Mulder on The X-Files has been solved. He will exist only off-camera and his presence on the series will be ongoing but will consist only of pre-recorded audio that will be played back over a speaker-phone during conference calls with these three characters. They work for Mulder - Hi, Mulder!
The mystery surrounding the fate of Mulder on The X-Files has been solved. He will exist only off-camera and his presence on the series will be ongoing but will consist only of pre-recorded audio that will be played back over a speaker-phone during conference calls with these three characters. They work for Mulder - Hi, Mulder!
Sort of looks like the lovechild of Margaret Thatcher and Martina Navratilova, huh?
(I do like his new song, though).
(I do like his new song, though).
What is it with California and spree killers lately?? It really confounds me - first Soltys, then the security guard this weekend (both in Sacramento), and now this. And then there's the guy out in Iowa who killed his girlfriend, her kids and at least one other person. Since when has killing everyone you know become a solution?
Reblogger
My comments script, Reblogger, and its host were indeed undergoing some server pangs. But all seems to be well now - Jesse has moved to a new host and the script is smokin'. Thanks, Jesse!
My comments script, Reblogger, and its host were indeed undergoing some server pangs. But all seems to be well now - Jesse has moved to a new host and the script is smokin'. Thanks, Jesse!
9.07.2001
Another Pointless Personality Test
What kind of shoes are you? My result:
How about another? What's your movie mood? According to Emode, I'm in the mood for a
What were your results?
What kind of shoes are you? My result:
Warm Fuzzy SlipperNot very sexy, but pretty much on target.
Start squeezing the fresh OJ and fetch the paper from the porch. You're as cozy as a Warm Fuzzy Slipper. That's right. Given the choice, you'd take hanging at home with a friend over hitting a rave party any night. But that doesn't mean you're complacent. It's just that you might have gotten the crazy partier out of your system and are more content to be home, shopping from catalogs and being comfortable with who you are. Homespun gatherings are more your style—unless, of course, the annual art fair lures you out to mingle with friends in the neighborhood.
How about another? What's your movie mood? According to Emode, I'm in the mood for a
Suspense movie2 for 2, I'd say. Suspense flicks are pretty much my favorite kind of movie, or at least the kind of movie I'm usually in the mood for.
Your edgy mood is setting you up for a Suspense movie. Get ready to prime that adrenaline pump with the unbearable tension and uneasy mystery that only a trip to life's seedy underworld can offer. Spies and double-crossings are standard fare. But you need to ask yourself, what's your taste in villains? There's the otherworldly evil of What Lies Beneath or The Sixth Sense. But if you prefer more earthbound bad guys, try thrillers like Psycho or Silence of the Lambs. For a sure thing, you can always count on Hitchcock for a nail-biting flick. Best of all, if you've got someone special nearby, suspense makes for a great date movie: held in each other's arms, you can wonder if everything will work out ok on that silver screen. Now, dim the lights and get ready for a great evening's entertainment.
What were your results?
I think I'm done playing with the layout for now. My comments script isn't loading, but I'm going to assume for now that's because her server is unavailable. How does it look on your end? Any errors?
Now I need to trickle the changes down to the other pages and the rest of the site. I'll get right on that, yeah...
Now I need to trickle the changes down to the other pages and the rest of the site. I'll get right on that, yeah...
Windows XP
The October 25 release of Microsoft's Windows XP is fast approaching, and you may be wondering what the fuss is about and if this is a move you want to make. This c|net article breaks it down pretty well and will hopefully answer some of the questions you may have.
The October 25 release of Microsoft's Windows XP is fast approaching, and you may be wondering what the fuss is about and if this is a move you want to make. This c|net article breaks it down pretty well and will hopefully answer some of the questions you may have.
"Losing your job may not be the end of the world, but getting laid off can have the same psychological impact on you as losing someone close to you. Many employment consultants say those who have lost their jobs experience stages of grieving similar to the ones people go through after a loved one has died."
The job hunt is churning along. I had a telephone interview yesterday that I think went pretty well. The ball's been left in my court - I'm going to take the weekend to think about whether or not I want to pursue this opportunity. I'm just so bad at making decisions. Other than, I have no really solid leads. I sent my resume out to five different people today - 2 came back saying that the position was no longer available. Damn. But the search continues...
The job hunt is churning along. I had a telephone interview yesterday that I think went pretty well. The ball's been left in my court - I'm going to take the weekend to think about whether or not I want to pursue this opportunity. I'm just so bad at making decisions. Other than, I have no really solid leads. I sent my resume out to five different people today - 2 came back saying that the position was no longer available. Damn. But the search continues...
9.06.2001
9.05.2001
9.04.2001
Filmwise gets EW Nod
The Boyz at Filmwise are beaming with pride - they have been featured in this week's double-issue of Entertainment Weekly, page 167:
"This clever site, founded by two college buddies, will challenge anyone who claims to be a cinema master. Here's the setup: Actors are digitally erased from a movie scene, leaving only their hollowed-out clothes. Your mission: name the film. While there are some gimmes (what other film but The Mask has a character in a yellow zoot suit?), you'll be surprised at how few movies you can name without seeing the stars...Grade: A"
Well done, guys!
I hope you're all finished with yesterday's visual quizzes because Invisibles #39: The Underwear Edition is out. And I deserve a wicked wedgie for my score - 3 out of 8. The answers to last week's quiz, #38, are here.
The Boyz at Filmwise are beaming with pride - they have been featured in this week's double-issue of Entertainment Weekly, page 167:
"This clever site, founded by two college buddies, will challenge anyone who claims to be a cinema master. Here's the setup: Actors are digitally erased from a movie scene, leaving only their hollowed-out clothes. Your mission: name the film. While there are some gimmes (what other film but The Mask has a character in a yellow zoot suit?), you'll be surprised at how few movies you can name without seeing the stars...Grade: A"
Well done, guys!
I hope you're all finished with yesterday's visual quizzes because Invisibles #39: The Underwear Edition is out. And I deserve a wicked wedgie for my score - 3 out of 8. The answers to last week's quiz, #38, are here.
God, that previous post just cleared away some cobwebs...I am embarrassed to recall an evening in college when my friend Sue and I scraped together what was left of our meager work-study pay and got ourselves tickets to go see Huey Lewis & The News at a club in downtown New Haven. Neither of us had a car, so we walked a couple of miles into town. Those were the days, huh? Anyway, this took place some time in 1983 (maybe '84?) - I Want a New Drug and Heart of Rock and Roll were already big hits and I just thought he was the cutest thing. Since they were playing in a club, we were able to get up right next to the stage. There he was, sweating in his tight black shirt, tight black pants and skinny belt, right in front of me. I was young and didn't know better and yes, I screamed out to Huey to "Take it off!!"
Sorry, Russell. I'm older and wiser now and would never insult your band or your musical prowess (did somebody say prowess?) by saying such a thing and thereby reducing you to a mere sex object. While we're talking, I was wondering...that skirt you wore in Gladiator wouldn't happen to be a part of your stage wardrobe, would it?
"This is a band. It's not Chippendales. Get the f*ck out of here."
-- Russell Crowe, deflecting female fans' demands that he take off his shirt as his band, Thirty Odd Foot of Grunts, made its New York debut last week.
My appreciation for remarks like these is just another indicator of my bad taste in men.
[source: salon's Nothing Personal]
-- Russell Crowe, deflecting female fans' demands that he take off his shirt as his band, Thirty Odd Foot of Grunts, made its New York debut last week.
My appreciation for remarks like these is just another indicator of my bad taste in men.
[source: salon's Nothing Personal]
9.03.2001
Quiz Time!
Here's a timewaster for you. Filmwise has a bunch of Visual quizzes that have been piling up on me since my last visit to that section. Try 'em for yourself and let me know how you do:
Cutout #2 - 7 out of 8!
Send in the Clowns - 6 out of 12 - I hate clowns.
Comp Time - 5 out of 12 - Ouch!
Holy Cow - 5 out of 12 - not up on my moo-vie cows, apparently.
Damaged Goods - 8 outta 8! - she finishes big!
Here's a timewaster for you. Filmwise has a bunch of Visual quizzes that have been piling up on me since my last visit to that section. Try 'em for yourself and let me know how you do:
Cutout #2 - 7 out of 8!
Send in the Clowns - 6 out of 12 - I hate clowns.
Comp Time - 5 out of 12 - Ouch!
Holy Cow - 5 out of 12 - not up on my moo-vie cows, apparently.
Damaged Goods - 8 outta 8! - she finishes big!
Blah Blah Blah
I've been neglecting you all. To be honest, I've been just plain neglectful of everything this weekend. My health, my apartment, my social life. My health because instead of getting outside to enjoy this beautiful holiday weekend by engaging in actual physical activity, I've spent my days lounging around the house, watching video rentals, devouring everything in sight and napping when I can. That's because my nights have either been spent drinking and smoking too much or staying up until 3 in the morning just for the hell of it. I am living in virtual squalor (well, not really, but the place could use a good sweep and vacuum), but I can't quite muster up the energy to clean it. And my social life took a couple of hits this weekend - just flesh wounds (picnics at friends' yesterday and today) that shouldn't leave a mark, but still. I get like this every once in a while. I do not multi-task well, and when life starts piling up on me, I need to shut down for a little while. So I needed this weekend. I was a lazy, disgusting, negligent slob, and it was great.
So now I'm psyching myself up for the weeks ahead. On Friday I applied online to a few jobs and sent 4 resumes out. I'll pick up the search again tomorrow and hopefully be able to send a few more out. The interview process is what scares me the most. I haven't been on a job interview in over 15 years. Despite all of the evidence to the contrary, I don't like to talk about myself, to really talk about myself. And what the heck am I going to wear? I have a closet full of work clothes, but I've always dressed pretty casually at work. Maybe I could pick up a black suit jacket that I could use to dress things up a bit. Or I could raid my sister's closet. Just kidding, Sheila.
Okay, now I'm just rambling.
I've been neglecting you all. To be honest, I've been just plain neglectful of everything this weekend. My health, my apartment, my social life. My health because instead of getting outside to enjoy this beautiful holiday weekend by engaging in actual physical activity, I've spent my days lounging around the house, watching video rentals, devouring everything in sight and napping when I can. That's because my nights have either been spent drinking and smoking too much or staying up until 3 in the morning just for the hell of it. I am living in virtual squalor (well, not really, but the place could use a good sweep and vacuum), but I can't quite muster up the energy to clean it. And my social life took a couple of hits this weekend - just flesh wounds (picnics at friends' yesterday and today) that shouldn't leave a mark, but still. I get like this every once in a while. I do not multi-task well, and when life starts piling up on me, I need to shut down for a little while. So I needed this weekend. I was a lazy, disgusting, negligent slob, and it was great.
So now I'm psyching myself up for the weeks ahead. On Friday I applied online to a few jobs and sent 4 resumes out. I'll pick up the search again tomorrow and hopefully be able to send a few more out. The interview process is what scares me the most. I haven't been on a job interview in over 15 years. Despite all of the evidence to the contrary, I don't like to talk about myself, to really talk about myself. And what the heck am I going to wear? I have a closet full of work clothes, but I've always dressed pretty casually at work. Maybe I could pick up a black suit jacket that I could use to dress things up a bit. Or I could raid my sister's closet. Just kidding, Sheila.
Okay, now I'm just rambling.
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