Friday, September 26, 2008

disneyland/palin


Disneyland and Palin in the same post? Not as counterintuitive as you might think. As Matt Damon recently said, a Sarah Palin presidency would be like a "really bad Disney movie." I just don't get the Palin appeal. Among her many other negatives, the fact that she had not traveled outside the U.S. until last year proves that she lacks any semblance of intellectual curiosity, in my opinion. Hear more of my and others' opinions on Palin in the following podcast from a discussion on Pirate Cat Radio (it's nearish the end of the California Music Box podcast on 9/2/08.)

Now, for Disneyland. Just went with the family, and I have to say, the old classics are still my favorites -- e.g., the Pirates of the Caribbean. Loved me some Tiki Room too. Unfortunately, both the Haunted House and It's a Small World were closed for renovation. Did not love, however, the bad acid trip of the Pooh Bear ride. Anticipating a lovely and quiet tour through the land of honey and flowers with Pooh and his innocent companions, we were instead treated to outsized and fluorescent-colored panels thwapping towards us as our little honey car made its way through a Pooh nightmare. Not my photo, but this gives an idea of the freakishly psychedelic nature of what's supposed to be a kiddie ride. I'm pretty sure I sustained permanent hearing loss as well. Guess those ride designers try to appeal to a wider audience than the toddler set. Either that, or they enjoy the occasional mushroom.

Friday, August 29, 2008

the circus/robot dreams



Odd-looking clowns with freakish makeup? Check. TB-riddled elephants forced to perform unnatural balancing feats? Check. Sound turned up to earbleed? Check. PETA handing out leaflets afterward? Check. Probably the one and only day you'll spend with your kids at the Ringling Brothers Barnum and Bailey Circus? Priceless.

As for written entertainment, the best book I've read in a long, long time has absolutely no words. It's called Robot Dreams and it's the first graphic novel I've ever read. I checked it out from the library for Greta, but I ended up reading it twice, and crying both times. A masterpiece and a great gift for that person whose close friendship you've never been able to replicate.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

9/11 anniversary

Since it's nearly our 7th wedding anniversary (we got married October 13, 2001), it reminded me that it will be 7 years since 9/11. Just browsing the other day, I came upon a story about a couple who (illegally) lived in an apartment they created out of an abandoned area in a mall in Rhode Island. The guy, Michael Townsend, is an artist, and did this incredible project where he and others created "tape art" silhouettes all throughout the city of the over 400 firefighters and airline passengers who died in NYC on 9/11. It took 5 years to complete, and is a very cool tribute to those lost.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Oh, how the mighty have fallen

Most people think the news about John Edwards' affair and alleged love child is a big so what. They say that politicians are known to stray, and who cares about John Edwards anyway -- he's not the nominee. For some reason though, I am fascinated! It's the imagery, I suppose, of Edwards running away from reporters in a hotel and becoming "ashen"-faced while trapped in a bathroom and confronted with what reporters from the National Enquirer (who, by the way, continue to break stories about this issue) were saying about him. Also intriguing is the pointlessnes, and potential harm to the child, of Edwards' failure to admit that he is the father of Rielle Hunter's baby. His lawyerly parsing in the recent Nightline interview just stinks to high heaven. Come on John, man up!

Update: Check out deceiver.com's posts on the Edwards scandal. The most comprehensive rendering of the story on the interweb

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Good food, gross food

Went to a cute Asian-fusion restaurant in SF the other day called the house, in North Beach. Yummy!

On the other end of the spectrum, my aunt sent me a link to this hilarious blog about a guy who eats (or attempts to eat) narsty (yes, I meant "narsty," which is much worse than "nasty") food, Steve Don't Eat It. Hilarious and inventive writing, and worth the time to read.

Monday, July 28, 2008

New Music Monday

Newish stuff I'm listening to right now:

1. Beck's new album, Modern Guilt. I'm enjoying the Violent-Femmes-tinged Gamma Ray. Also love the killer drums on the spacey Chemtrails. This song was reminding me a bit of the crashing choruses of the Smashing Pumpkins, and lo and behold, the drummer, Joey Waronker, has also appeared on recordings by the Pumpkins. I'm still getting into this album, but so far, me likey.

2. Ear candy - Kate Nash and Rihanna. Kate Nash comes from the Brit School (fellow alums - Amy Winehouse and Adele). Love this song, Pumpkin Soup. I know Rihanna's album has been out for a while, but, Umbrella really is a monster of a pop tune (if you can get past the lame rap by Jay-Z at the beginning), and I just can't seem to get sick of it, try as I might.

3. Ladytron. My bud Lara has been talking about this band for a while, but I am just now getting around to them. Great sound -- check out a live version of their Goth-and-80s-sounding High Rise.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Movies

We recently got back from a fabulous vacation at my sister's place in Tahoe, and while there, I saw the new Batman movie. Christopher Nolan, the writer/director, also directed one of my all-time favorite movies, Memento. Nolan made Memento for about $5 million, yet, I think Memento's even better than the $180 million Dark Knight. Check 'em out and see what you think.

Oh, and I'm very pumped to see the new documentary Man On Wire. It recounts the true story of Philippe Petit's walk on a tightrope stretched between the Twin Towers in 1974. He did this illegally, and without any safety equipment whatsoever. Not only did he walk on the tightrope, he laid on it and danced on it! Crazy! I don't remember this story from when I was young, but this is a truly remarkable and, in view of 9/11, sentimentally nostalgic story