Since the NFL has intruded on what was the traditional “Have A Turkey Induced Coma While Watching College Football Day,” I am forced to make my picks early. Bastidges.
(Apparently, they’ve played pro football on Thanksgiving since 1920. Who knew?)
Psst. Hey, buddy. Wanna buy an “O”? (Ten points to those who remember that.)
Anyway, if I did have any letters or other grammatical concepts for sale, I’d probably try out the new Jittery site. They’re a new e-commerce site that looks to take on eBay and the other auction sites by doing more to get out of the way of the buyer and seller.
A cool little feature will let you put a “BlogPoint” in your sidebar that constantly shows what you’ve got up for auction and allows direct interaction between you and your buyers. You can check it in action at Sporty’s place.
Gonna stone two birds with one glass house… or something… and respond to topics upon which Michele and Bill have recently put digits to key.
Bill wants us to recount our sitcom moments — those Gilliganesque times where your otherwise boring-as-hell life resembles something so laugh-track wacky that, in order to purchase the rights, Sherwood Schwartz would have used up most of his budget and could only have afforded three Brady kids and a dog named Cindy. Such is her tale of the blue facial mask (and why I call her “smurfette” to this very day).
Other than those painful episodes where I have been dive-bombed by hummingbirds while wearing an Hawaiian shirt, gotten pelted with acorns by irate squirrels, and been stuck in an assembly line with my best friend, Ethel, trying to wrap chocolates while that damned foreman kept calling for it to go faster (I just wanted to smack that bitch), I really don’t have any to share.
However, this morning I heard an interview with Michael Richards on NPR. He was promoting the release of the Seinfeld DVD. And this brings me to Michele’s post where she proclaims that she likes neither the Beatles nor Twinkies. It’s one of those revelations that makes people gasp in shock and dismay and question their belief that she is really a good okay tolerable human being. (Until you see a whole raft of losers commenters who agree with her and begin to question your own existence.)
Well, two can play at that game. I have my own sorry secret: I don’t like Seinfeld.
There. I said it. The “greatest comedy ever made” elicits naught but yawns from this corner of the couch. The only thing that will make me pick up the remote faster than a Seinfeld re-run is… erm, I’ll have to get back to you on that.
So, um, what’s your news?
Yikes! It appears that we have parasites lodgers at ole solonor.com!
The formerly stable bloggers… no, wait… the stable of former bloggers… no, no, no… the bloggers who until recently were stabled at mizdos.com have come loose from their moorings. Somehow, I’ve wound up as the main port for a Ship of Fools.
brandelion, satan, jools, et al (except al hasn’t moved in yet, ‘cuz he’s all snooty about sharing a bathroom) are now co-inhabitants of Solonor’s Groovy Grove of Mystical Wonders. Long may she reign.
Yes, I said Norman Roswell. Just quit groaning and click it…
Here’s a link to that other fella, in case you need a frame of reference. Heh. Frame. Get it?
[ via Tom McMahon ]
My wife’s boss sent me a link to the Animated Atlas. Man, I love these things. This one is especially cool, because you can pause it and click all over the map and get a pop-up window with nifty facts about each state or territory (even for Canada and Mexico). Feed your inner fourth grader!
It’s time for another Strengthen the Good featured charity. This time, you can help build an English library for teenagers in Bratislava, Slovakia.
Slovakian teenagers, at a small and poor school set amongst the towers of a Soviet-era apartment block, are trying to learn English (which they call “the language of freedom and opportunity,”) but with no books. So I thought we could help build a library, and have something to feel good about along the way.
Got an extra copy of The Fountainhead or Old Yeller or the works of T. S. Eliot lying around? Here’s your chance to use them to do some good.
This month’s micro charity is the C.S. Lewis Bilingual Gymnazium.
Hey! I’m back! Didja miss me? Huh? Huh? Sorry. I don’t have anything exciting to write about. It was a relatively boring business trip to Mass. It was cold, but it didn’t snow. The end.
Good thing no one reads these things on the weekend.
Since I’m going out of town tomorrow, I thought, “Ah-ha! I can leave my music post up at the top all week, so when a record producer gets unwittingly brought to the blog by mystical forces beyond all ken, she (or he) will download the songs and become so completely enthralled by my Eddie Vedder imitation on ‘Masters of War’ that they’ll be forced to send me huge sums of cash!”
But noooooo…
