He’s made of bubbles.

dwineman:

“You ever think about how in, like, a Tom Hanks movie, everyone lives in a reality in which there’s no such person as Tom Hanks? Because otherwise, people would be mistaking the main character for Tom Hanks all the time? So either Tom Hanks doesn’t exist in the world the movie takes place in, or he does exist but he looks like someone else? I mean, you could have a character break the fourth wall and go ‘Aren’t you the guy from Cast Away? Hey, sign my volleyball!’ or whatever but you can’t really do that in a serious screenplay, so you’re pretty much stuck with that bare minimum level of willing-suspension-of-disbelief before you even get started, unless it’s a period drama or something. And the funny thing is the more famous your star is, the bigger the leap of faith you’re asking the viewer to take when no one in your narrative universe recognizes him, so in a way, paradoxically, great actors undermine their own credibility by their very presence—hey, are you even listening to me? What are you—oh, that’s just Bob. He’s made of bubbles.”

Friday Five for March 19th

Back in the early days of blogging (well, not early early but early 2000s) there was a meme running around called the Friday Five. I forget the exact history of it and I’m sure there were a few concurrent sites or groups running their own thing, but it existed. It was kinda fun. The one I was following stopped at some point and the world was a sadder place.

Feeling nostalgic, I thought I’d look around and see if anyone’s doing Friday Five still. And the answer was yes. A lot of people are. Sheesh.
Friday5.org seems like a good one, though. so let’s give it a go, shall we?

For this week’s questions, how about giving a thoughtful (or sarcastic, or whatever) answer to these too-oft-asked chit-chat questions?

Can do. And, to make things more interesting, my answers will be in the form of a Choose Your Own Adventure.

1. “Come here often?”
When I get in the mood but not nearly as often as I used to.
or
Pistachio.

2. “What’s new?”
The Apple iPad, which is due for release next month.
or
Not much, man, just hanging out, same old stuff, you know. How about you? Family OK?

3. “[insert your recent weather condition here] enough for ya?”
Ha ha, don’t you know it? I mean, sheesh, when will it end, ya know?
or
Pistachio.

4. “How’s it hangin?”
Low.
or
Well, you know, weather and all being what it is, can’t really tell.

5. “How ’bout them [insert local sports team here]?”
You see that mascot of theirs? I swear, someone wasn’t thinking when they came up with that one.
or
I’m not a big communist kickball fan.

Answers For The Fourth Of July

Better late than never.
Jim Riley’s got two questions.  First:

If you were going to go on a spur of the moment trip to Argentina, what would you do there?

Hike naked in the mountains.
Then:

What do you think of the new rock supergroup “Chickenfoot”?

I actually had never heard of them before you mentioned them but checking out their MySpace it’s… well, interesting. I’ll have to give them more of a listen to really form a full opinion.
Bradley Robb brings the pain:

Any truth to the rumor that you own the entire Britney Spears discography?

Not a bit of truth at all. Nope. Not one bit. Ahem…

And on the subject of pie, do you recall the episode of Clarissa Explains It All when she went on that game show with her brother and he gave the definition to pie, when the host was really looking for the definition to pi? After all these years, do you still think that he got robbed?

I missed that episode, but that does sound like robbery to me. I mean, if they’re not going to clearly define which pie/pi then it should be based on importance and pie is much more important than pi.
Krystal’s getting the itch to make some changes at CCC:

I have been contemplating giving the blog a face lift and a makeover. Do you have any good suggestions for new themes, etc.?

I’ll have to dig some up. That’d make a pretty good post, so give me some time and I’ll churn something up for ya and everyone else sharing some of my favorite WordPress themes.  Cause there are plenty out there that are pretty darn sweet.

Thanks!

Any time.
Steven Latimer finally moves up in the world:

Jay, I finally got around to upgrading to Internet Explorer 8. Is this supposed to increase my self-worth?

Kinda. In a Microsoft world, sure. But if you really wanna feel good about yourself and be super sexy you need to upgrade to Firefox.
And John Doe came at me machine gun style with some real meaty questions:

I’ll give you a quiz:

Awesome. Let’s do this.

1. Did you vote for Obama or McCain?

Yes.

2. Who would you have preferred for President if it wasn’t Obama or McCain?

Me.

3. Your stance on SSM?

No thanks.

4. Raise taxes due to decreased revenue or decrease spending?

Buy a cabin in the woods, operate out of there.

5. Constitution: “Original intent” or “living, breathing document”?

Roll 2 D20 against to check.

6. More pro-prosecution/pro-defendant? (Yeah, I KNOW that is vague. And your point is?)

Why does it have to be either?

7. Civil litigation: More pro-plaintiff or pro-defendant? (Ditto.)

See answer to #6.

8. More pro-union or pro-business? (OK, that question could take hours to answer.)

See answer to #6, though you also forget factor three: pro-worker. And factor four: pro-me.

9. Your favorite American President ever.

Me. See answer to #2.

10. Paper or plastic?

Paper is dying and plastic tastes weird.

11. Jessica Biel or Jessica Alba?

See, that’s a tough one. While I respect the fiscal policies of Biel I’m a little hesitant on her social stances, especially in light of a recent Supreme Court decision on the nature of Blingo and its impact on whaling in the James River. Alba, on the other hand, has no fiscal policy and certain parts of her anatomy seem to have their own gravitational pull. That said, were the two able to breed with one another, they’d probably have an ugly baby because that’s just the way it goes.

12. Ginger or Mary Ann?

See answer to #11, only replace Biel with Mary Ann, whaling with Jell-O and Blingo with Mark Sanford.

Don’t worry about pidgeon-holing yourself, I’ll do it for you…

Appreciate that. Will there be beer?

Links for 4/22/2009

Ev and Biz handle Dowd just fine. It’s not that she doesn’t get it, it’s that she’s afraid of it.

“First, on the most obvious level, Twitter needs to be differentiated from what people write on Twitter.”

Second, the comparison I often make here is with ball-point pens.
Imagine a world where everyone uses typewriters: they write novels, manifestos, historical surveys, and so on, but they do it all using typewriters. Now the ball-point pen comes along. People use it to write down grocery lists and street addresses and recipes and love notes. What is this awful new technology? the literary users of typewriters say. Ball-point pens are the death of humanism.

Twitter, like blogging, is what you make of it. It can only “destroy civilization” if you pay attention to the noise. Look for the meat.

Links for 3/3/09

Mediabistro – Tired of Twitter?

Daily Beast –Twitter Jumped the Shark This Week

Twitter is not a business. I know its founders would like to think it is. It is, for the most part, a diversion. It’s part of the web 2.0 nonsense that believes if you build anything, venture capitalists will throw money at it and then some old-media dinosaur will buy you for a gazillion dollars. But, I suspect those days are over.

NYT –What Are You Doing? Media Twitters Can’t Stop Typing

Left alone in a cage with a mountain of cocaine, a lab rat will gorge itself to death. Caught up in a housing bubble, bankers will keep selling mortgage-backed securities – and amassing bonuses – until credit markets seize, companies collapse, and millions of investors lose their jobs and homes.

And news anchors and television personalities who have their own shows, Web sites, blogs and pages on Facebook.com and MySpace.com will send Twitter messages until the last follower falls into a coma.

Currently Reading: “The Unbearable Lightness Of Being”

She would have liked to tell them that behind Communism, Fascism, behind all occupations and invasions lurks a more basic, pervasive evil and that the image of that evil was a parade of people marching by with raised fists and shouting identical syllables in unison. But she knew she would never be able to make them understand. Embarrassed, she changed the subject.