<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253</id><updated>2012-01-19T11:30:15.666-05:00</updated><category term='Rebus'/><category term='Springsteen is teh sux'/><title type='text'>So Quoted</title><subtitle type='html'>Occasional quotes from blogs, news, movies, books, overheard conversations&lt;br&gt;defender of fame-whores&lt;br&gt;
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Bill -- you have just won yourself a WGA-arbitrated credit&lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1717</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4961661048258414731</id><published>2011-12-23T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:58:48.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In a world where Santa is Scarface</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Nothing exceeds like excess You should know that Rudolph&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9VLG9GFHYM/TvTBJ-4S3vI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NWlF41DUD-I/s1600/santascarface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9VLG9GFHYM/TvTBJ-4S3vI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NWlF41DUD-I/s400/santascarface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689384606517878514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4961661048258414731?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4961661048258414731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4961661048258414731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4961661048258414731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4961661048258414731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-world-where-santa-is-scarface.html' title='In a world where Santa is Scarface'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9VLG9GFHYM/TvTBJ-4S3vI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NWlF41DUD-I/s72-c/santascarface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2313895029099232449</id><published>2011-12-22T16:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T16:23:21.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because he's evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein Ronnie Van Zant's "The Needle and the Spoon"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekctds6kfy4/TvOezrh1TDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/OWXrRcRO_Fc/s1600/snowmanbanjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekctds6kfy4/TvOezrh1TDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/OWXrRcRO_Fc/s400/snowmanbanjo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689065364994214962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternate quote, almost went with this from &lt;b&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People think it's all about misery and desperation and death and all that shite, which is not to be ignored. But what they forget is the pleasure of it. Otherwise we wouldn't do it. After all, we're not fucking stupid. At least, we're not that fucking stupid. Take the best orgasm you ever had, multiply it by a thousand and you're still nowhere near it. When you're on junk you have only one worry: scoring. When you're off it you are suddenly obliged to worry about all sorts of other shite. Got no money: can't get pissed. Got money: drinking too much. Can't get a bird: no chance of a ride. Got a bird: too much hassle. You have to worry about bills, about food, about some football team that never fucking wins, about human relationships and all the things that really don't matter when you've got a sincere and truthful junk habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2313895029099232449?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2313895029099232449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2313895029099232449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2313895029099232449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2313895029099232449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/12/because-hes-evil.html' title='Because he&apos;s evil'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekctds6kfy4/TvOezrh1TDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/OWXrRcRO_Fc/s72-c/snowmanbanjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6169731971754458907</id><published>2011-12-08T18:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:42:10.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the night before a midnight dreary</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein while the idea was interesting the ten minute execution fell short&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slightly inelegant literary mashup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Twas the night before a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Only this, and nothing more.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash, here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be Lenore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Merely this and nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; - 'Tis the wind and nothing more!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney the Raven came with a bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, `Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all Nevermore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edgard Clement Clarke Poe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6169731971754458907?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6169731971754458907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6169731971754458907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6169731971754458907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6169731971754458907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/12/twas-night-before-midnight-dreary.html' title='&apos;Twas the night before a midnight dreary'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4108350750886547231</id><published>2011-10-26T20:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:06:09.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And that reminds me of this thing I read</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein slightly related one of the older students at The Child's ballet school has such a need to void the contents of her stomach before a performance that puke buckets are placed on each side of the stage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slate asks &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/articles/news_and_politics/explainer_extra/2011/10/peeing_your_pants_why_do_people_urinate_when_they_re_scared_.html"&gt;Can You Be Scared Enough To Pee Your Pants?&lt;/a&gt; Simple answer is yes and Brian Palmer does provide a reason. However, for a more colorful explanation, let me direct you towards Neal Stephenson's &lt;b&gt;Reamde&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No one could look at Peter, who had become a nearly unbearable sight on grounds of posture alone: shoulders drawn together, body trembling, back of neck brilliant red. Sokolov was favorably impressed by the fact that he had not yet shit his pants. Men always made crude jokes about people pissing their pants with fear, but in Sokolov's experience shitting the pants was more common if it was a straighforward matter of extreme emotional distress. Pants pissing was completely unproductive and suggested a total breakdown of elemental control. Pants shitting, on the other hand, voided the bowels and thereby made blood available to the brain and the large muscle groups that otherwise would have gone to the lower-priority activity of digestion. Sokolov could have forgiven Peter for shitting his pants, but if pissed his pants, then it really would have been necessary to get rid of him.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4108350750886547231?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4108350750886547231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4108350750886547231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4108350750886547231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4108350750886547231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-that-reminds-me-of-this-thing-i.html' title='And that reminds me of this thing I read'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7245186380754494333</id><published>2011-10-16T19:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:36:54.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A neatly folder cardboard box is the last refuge of a recyclist</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein &lt;a href="http://snowclones.org/"&gt;Snowclones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Samuel Johnson: patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isaac Asimov: Violence is the refuge of the incompetent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oscar Wilde: Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oscar Wilde: Ambition is the last refuge of the failure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oscar Wilde: Hard work is simply the refuge of people who have nothing whatever to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oscar Wilde: I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallbusinessrebels.com/comment/entrepreneurship-the-last-refuge"&gt;Natalie Clifford Barney&lt;/a&gt;: Entrepreneurship is the last refuge of the trouble making individual&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/24_Hour_Party_People"&gt;Tony Wilson&lt;/a&gt;: Jazz is the last refuge of the untalented&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Kim_Stanley_Robinson"&gt;Kim Stanley Robinson&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;b&gt;Red Mars (1992)&lt;/b&gt;: Historical analogy is the last refuge of people who can't grasp the current situation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thomas Sowell: Extrapolations are the last refuge of a groundless argument&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=5-zmibEjE3wC&amp;amp;pg=PT167&amp;amp;dq=%22are+the+last+refuge%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=IdiaTqqLLY7SrQfy3qH8Aw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CC0Q6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22are%20the%20last%20refuge%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;Joe Klein&lt;/a&gt;: Issues are the last refuge of a scoundrel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=TYAAAAAAYAAJ&amp;amp;pg=PA38&amp;amp;dq=%22are+the+last+refuge+of%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=e9WaTvXnD4nwrQfk-Nz5Aw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=3&amp;amp;ved=0CDkQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22are%20the%20last%20refuge%20of%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;The Illustrated magazine of art, Volume 3&lt;/a&gt;: We have said that these convents are the the last refuge of Greek art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=-KdUBksX6EMC&amp;amp;pg=PA704&amp;amp;dq=%22are+the+last+refuge+of%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=NNmaTpGcO5DOrQf6j6B5&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ved=0CDAQ6AEwATgK#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22are%20the%20last%20refuge%20of%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;New Scientist Dec18-25, 19975&lt;/a&gt;: Wetlands are the last refuge of that most persecuted creature, urban man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=-LGTFT2D8ZMC&amp;amp;pg=PA68&amp;amp;dq=%22is+the+last+refuge+of%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=xdmaTofANcvLrQer4YT3Aw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=5&amp;amp;ved=0CEYQ6AEwBA#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22is%20the%20last%20refuge%20of%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;Romantic Europe and the ghost of Italy, Joseph Luzzi&lt;/a&gt;: Corinne responds that art is the last refuge of a nation despoiled by foreigners of its arms and government&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=BlAYYB0s_mgC&amp;amp;pg=PA187&amp;amp;dq=%22is+the+last+refuge+of%22+-patriotism+-scoundrel&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=uNqaTsenN4bqrQfb9LSRBA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CD8Q6AEwAzgK#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22is%20the%20last%20refuge%20of%22%20-patriotism%20-scoundrel&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;George Russell: the story of an American composer, Duncan Heining&lt;/a&gt;: In some ways, the avant-garde is the last refuge of the untalented&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Under news&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.crikey.com.au/croakey/2011/10/14/some-things-you-mightnt-have-known-about-mick-reid-on-the-occassion-of-the-sidney-sax-medal/"&gt;The Crikey health blog&lt;/a&gt;: marathon running is the last refuge of the scoundrel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.milehighreport.com/2011/10/9/2479968/anatomy-of-a-comeback-take-what-you-can-get-edition"&gt;Mile High Report&lt;/a&gt;: But a Hail Mary pass is the last refuge of the desperate for a reason&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/standard/article-23995524-never-trust-a-lord-who-asks-you-for-money.do"&gt;Sebastian Shakespeare&lt;/a&gt;: Twitter is the last refuge of the green-ink brigade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitefieldconsulting.com/wordpress/?p=10708"&gt;Andrew Scharf&lt;/a&gt;: Dr. Johnson once quipped, “Nationalism is the last refuge of the scoundrel”.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badlefthook.com/2011/9/29/2458313/rampage-jackson-boxing-ufc-contract-expires"&gt;DrRck, in the comments&lt;/a&gt;: Boxing, though, is not the last refuge of an MMA fighter, any more than MMA is the last refuge of a boxer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://finance.ninemsn.com.au/newsbusiness/motley/8306742/imf-shock-world-economy-still-growing"&gt;Bruce Jackson&lt;/a&gt; (?): "Uncertainty is the last refuge of economists who can’t explain what is going on."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/09/20/opinion/nocera-no-extra-credit.html"&gt;Joe Nocera&lt;/a&gt; quoting Paul Kasriel: (“Uncertainty,” Kasriel told me, “is the last refuge of economists who can’t explain what is going on.”)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.windsorstar.com/news/Interesting+races+shape+pair+wide+open+ridings/5487061/story.html"&gt;Lydia Miljan&lt;/a&gt;: "I know saying that is the last refuge of the meek."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/national/8355395/states-propose-more-tax-harmony"&gt;Adam Gartrell&lt;/a&gt; quoting Robert Jeremenko: Harmonisation is the last refuge of scoundrels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irishtimes.com/blogs/ontherecord/2011/10/07/the-new-goldrush-box-sets-deluxe-editions/"&gt;Jim Carroll&lt;/a&gt;: [box sets and deluxe editions] are the last refuge of the record label scoundrels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mercurynews.com/breaking-news/ci_18988636"&gt;Paul Ryan&lt;/a&gt;: Fear and demagoguery are the last refuge of an intellectually bankrupt party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/robert-bryce/solyndras-bankruptcy-show_b_944901.html"&gt;Robert Bryce&lt;/a&gt;: "Green jobs" are the last refuge of the subsidy seekers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7245186380754494333?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7245186380754494333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7245186380754494333&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7245186380754494333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7245186380754494333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/10/neatly-folder-cardboard-box-is-last.html' title='A neatly folder cardboard box is the last refuge of a recyclist'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2749172790244613002</id><published>2011-10-08T07:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T07:36:14.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie target practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein found &lt;a href="http://reason.com/blog/2011/10/07/reason-morning-links-obama-goe#comment_2556128"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONB2XhBuQ3k/TpA1Ryd_OfI/AAAAAAAAAdw/P5zIHJXkibI/s1600/zombie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONB2XhBuQ3k/TpA1Ryd_OfI/AAAAAAAAAdw/P5zIHJXkibI/s400/zombie.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661083311326312946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2749172790244613002?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2749172790244613002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2749172790244613002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2749172790244613002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2749172790244613002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/10/zombie-target-practice.html' title='Zombie target practice'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONB2XhBuQ3k/TpA1Ryd_OfI/AAAAAAAAAdw/P5zIHJXkibI/s72-c/zombie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1552597712033925705</id><published>2011-10-06T20:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:10:34.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A scene from The Wire</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I've never seen The Wire though I hear it's good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziVVoKEdPpw/To5DTTcp38I/AAAAAAAAAdo/xp9Sdh6VKT0/s1600/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziVVoKEdPpw/To5DTTcp38I/AAAAAAAAAdo/xp9Sdh6VKT0/s400/image002.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660535780568326082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1552597712033925705?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1552597712033925705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1552597712033925705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1552597712033925705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1552597712033925705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/10/scene-from-wire.html' title='A scene from The Wire'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziVVoKEdPpw/To5DTTcp38I/AAAAAAAAAdo/xp9Sdh6VKT0/s72-c/image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-162526373070832037</id><published>2011-09-28T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T19:01:38.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Gandalf has spent the last 30 years wandering Middle Earth stoned out of his gourd</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein let me check the Silmarillion for the appropriate synonym for bogart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0H23OAjitY/ToOmtxmdikI/AAAAAAAAAdg/T5zkk7Nbj6Y/s1600/notbilbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0H23OAjitY/ToOmtxmdikI/AAAAAAAAAdg/T5zkk7Nbj6Y/s400/notbilbo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657548862246455874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-162526373070832037?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/162526373070832037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=162526373070832037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/162526373070832037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/162526373070832037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-gandalf-has-spent-last-30-years.html' title='Because Gandalf has spent the last 30 years wandering Middle Earth stoned out of his gourd'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0H23OAjitY/ToOmtxmdikI/AAAAAAAAAdg/T5zkk7Nbj6Y/s72-c/notbilbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-9163563285676126339</id><published>2011-09-17T08:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T08:38:14.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No yen or Kongbucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein a few examples of the new economy from Neal Stephenson's &lt;b&gt;Snow Crash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pajamasmedia.com/instapundit/128053/"&gt;Hyperinflation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y.T. bargaining with the metacops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Tell you what," the second one says. "You pay  us a trillion bucks and&lt;br /&gt;we'll take you to a Hoosegow. Then you can bargain with them."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"Half a trillion," Y.T. says.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"Seven  hundred and  fifty  billion," the MetaCop  says. "Final. Shit, you're wearing cuffs, you can't be bargaining with us."&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Y.T. unzips a pocket on the  thigh of her coverall,  pulls out the card with  her clean hand, runs it through  a slot on the back of the front seat, puts it back in her pocket.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. government office regulations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;5)  Cash  pool donations, as with all monetary transactions  within the&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Government, must use official U.S. currency - no yen or Kongbucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, this will lead  to  a bulk problem if people try  to use the donation  bucket  as a  dumping  ground  for bundles  of  old  billion-  and trillion-dollar bills. The  Buildings and  Grounds people  are worried about waste-disposal  problems  and the  potential fire  hazard  that may ensue iflarge  piles  of billions and trillions begin to mount up. Therefore,  a key feature of  the new  regulation is that the donation  bucket must be emptied every  day  -  more  often if an  excessive  build-up  situation  is seen to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  this vein, the B &amp; G people  would also like  me to point out  that many of you who have excess U.S. currency to get rid  of have been trying to kill two  birds with one stone  by using  old billions  as bathroom  tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While creative, this approach has two drawbacks:&lt;br /&gt;1) It clogs the plumbing, and&lt;br /&gt;2)  It constitutes  defacement of  U.S.  currency,  which is a  federal crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T DO IT. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a lot of Meeses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; "There's money in the storage compartment in front of you," Ng says.&lt;br /&gt;Y.T.  opens  the  glove compartment,  as anyone else would call it, and finds a thick bundle of worn-out, dirty, trillion-dollar bills. Ed Meeses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jeez, couldn't you get any Gippers? This is kind of bulky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is more the kind of thing that a Kourier would pay with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because we're all pond scum, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No comment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is this, a quadrillion dollars?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One-and-a-half quadrillion. Inflation, you know."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-9163563285676126339?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/9163563285676126339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=9163563285676126339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9163563285676126339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9163563285676126339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-yen-or-kongbucks.html' title='No yen or Kongbucks!'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7344967728140724510</id><published>2011-09-14T18:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:08:55.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Solyndra Green is Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein literally minutes were spent on this flexing all my mad grafx skilz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wPbGXaYIU0/TnEl2qWbdsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2s2mLsN-ec0/s1600/greenobama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wPbGXaYIU0/TnEl2qWbdsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2s2mLsN-ec0/s400/greenobama.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652340628338210498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7344967728140724510?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7344967728140724510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7344967728140724510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7344967728140724510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7344967728140724510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/09/solyndra-green-is-obama.html' title='Solyndra Green is Obama'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wPbGXaYIU0/TnEl2qWbdsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2s2mLsN-ec0/s72-c/greenobama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6554170656417386620</id><published>2011-09-11T08:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T08:32:52.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First sentences by Neal Stephenson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherein it is acknowledged that ranking and or judging books by a single sentence is a wholly stupid enterprise and thus these are arranged chronologically&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;But the &lt;i&gt;Cobweb&lt;/i&gt; sentence would be my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Big U&lt;/b&gt;, 1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Go Big Red Fan was John Wesley Fenrick's, and when ventilating his System it throbbed and crept along the floor with a rhythmic chunka-chunka-chunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zodiac&lt;/b&gt;, 1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Roscommon came and laid waste to the garden an hour after dawn, about the time I usually get out of bed and he usually passes out on the shoulder of some freeway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snow Crash&lt;/b&gt;, 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Deliverator belongs to an elite order, a hallowed subcategory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interface&lt;/b&gt;, 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;William Anthony Cozzano's office was a scandal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Diamond Age&lt;/b&gt;, 1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The bells of St. Mark's were ringing changes up on the mountain when Bud skated over to the mod parlor to upgrade his skull gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cobweb&lt;/b&gt;, 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Clyde Banks was standing in line, in the early stages of hypothermia, when he first saw his future wife, Desiree Dhont, wrestle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prologue from Cryptonomicon&lt;/b&gt;, 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Two tires fly. Two wail.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A bamboo grove, all chopped down&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From it, warring songs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...is the best that Corporal Bobby Shaftoe can do on short notice--he's standing on the running board, gripping his Springfield with one hand and the rearview mirror with the other, so counting the syllables on his fingers is out of the question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st chapter from Cryptonomicon&lt;/b&gt;, 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's set the existence-of-God issue aside for a later volume, and just stipulate that in some way, self-replicating organisms came into existence on this planet and immediately began trying to get rid of each other, either by spamming their environments with rough copies of themselves, or by more direct means which hardly need to be belabored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the beginning...was the command line&lt;/b&gt;, 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;About twenty years ago Jobs and Wozniak, the founders of Apple, came up with the very strange idea of selling information-processing machines for use in the home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quicksilver&lt;/b&gt;, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enoch rounds the corner just as the executioner raises the noose above the woman's head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Confusion&lt;/b&gt;, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He was not merely awakened, but detonated out of an uncommonly long and repetitive dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The System of the World&lt;/b&gt;, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Men half your age and double your weight have been slain on these wastes by Extremity of Cold," said the Earl of LostWithiel, Lord Warden of the Stannaries, and Rider of the Forest and Chase of Dartmoor, to one of his two fellow-travelers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anathem&lt;/b&gt;, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do your neighbors burn one another alive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reamde&lt;/b&gt;, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;...to be added September 20, when Amazon delivers it. I read that if you do THE FACEBOOK, excerpts from the first chapter are available at The Neal Stephenson's THE FACEBOOK page. But by not doing THE FACEBOOK this isn't available to me. On THE TWITTER I requested help in accessing the first sentence and received no help. Based on this small, but completely accurate, sample size, I conclude that participating in social media is both annoying and pointless. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6554170656417386620?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6554170656417386620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6554170656417386620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6554170656417386620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6554170656417386620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-sentences-by-neal-stephenson.html' title='First sentences by Neal Stephenson'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4352354076803608808</id><published>2011-07-29T20:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:38:15.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandonment issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherein after sacred crows I pretty much ran out of ideas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your sacred cows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your scared cows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your saccharin cows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your sacred crows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your sacred dhows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your family  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/nX36iH"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your long-term investment goals &lt;a href="http://www.oregonlive.com/finance/index.ssf/2011/07/money_reads_what_a_us_debt_default_means_for_your.html"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your good standards and common sense *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your previous style missteps &lt;a href="http://www.thebahamasweekly.com/publish/tyrina-bahamas-talks-fashions/Dressing_for_Your_Shape_Diamond_Shape17055.shtml"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your tea-party colleagues &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2011/07/28/eveningnews/main20085141.shtm"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your regimen &lt;a href="http://blogs.indystar.com/fitforlife/2011/07/20/you-can-exercise-outside-now-but-be-wary/"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your pets &lt;a href="http://www.wavy.com/dpp/news/local_news/va_beach/accidental-alligator-made-vb-pond-home"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your goal &lt;a href="http://www.memphisdailynews.com/news/2011/jul/12/overcoming-obstacles-to-find-success/"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your Ministers and your Synods &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=ditMAAAAYAAJ&amp;amp;pg=PA189&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=_6EyTsjFIYaCtgfUz7X1DA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=5&amp;amp;ved=0CD8Q6AEwBA#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your apprentice &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=02yxS6hGQbMC&amp;amp;pg=PT122&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=_6EyTsjFIYaCtgfUz7X1DA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=6&amp;amp;ved=0CEQQ6AEwBQ#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your comfort zone &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=7Lxoef0KhIkC&amp;amp;pg=PA195&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=_6EyTsjFIYaCtgfUz7X1DA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=7&amp;amp;ved=0CEkQ6AEwBg#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your poor Eugenia &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=YhFvL4bHvtgC&amp;amp;pg=PA171&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=maIyTqWuLou3tgeD4riADQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=3&amp;amp;ved=0CDUQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your pomp, your banquets, and your costly entertainments &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=fQvCq-pYHLkC&amp;amp;pg=RA1-PA485&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=maIyTqWuLou3tgeD4riADQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=5&amp;amp;ved=0CD8Q6AEwBA#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your whaling &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=TIs3AQAAIAAJ&amp;amp;pg=PA541&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=IqMyTrTSN4aztwfozvnlDA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CDcQ6AEwAw#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your march toward freedom and free markets &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=0CsA7-HaUoAC&amp;amp;lpg=PA69&amp;amp;ots=c-AkUctSjp&amp;amp;dq=presidential%20speeches%20%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;pg=PA69#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=abandon%20your&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your claim to any additional water &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=oORJAQAAIAAJ&amp;amp;q=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=RaQyTtOXNce3twfRtNWPDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CC0Q6AEwAA"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your person to his lascivious embraces &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=CBt_dbnomIwC&amp;amp;pg=PA73&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=RaQyTtOXNce3twfRtNWPDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ved=0CDEQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;abandon your scheme of marriage &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=V3nhCBFxOj0C&amp;amp;pg=PA470&amp;amp;dq=%22abandon+your%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=RaQyTtOXNce3twfRtNWPDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CDsQ6AEwAw#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=%22abandon%20your%22&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon your grief &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B003REFAXS/ref=dm_mu_dp_trk10"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandon hope all ye who enter here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4352354076803608808?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4352354076803608808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4352354076803608808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4352354076803608808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4352354076803608808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/07/abandonment-issues_29.html' title='Abandonment issues'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1600046780315554004</id><published>2011-07-23T21:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:22:57.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse -- 32 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein she could sing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy's first appearance on &lt;b&gt;Nevermind the Buzzcocks&lt;/b&gt; aired on March 8, 2004. She's cute, funny, and personable. American comedian Rich Hall is one of her team mates and makes a few jokes about heroin addicts. Specifically about heroin addicts having nice hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her next appearance aired November 16, 2006. Just 32 months later and Amy Winehouse is a big-haired, tatted up whack job. Thanks Rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Mind The Buzzcocks S14E10 (Part 1) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rsr0GMwoIAQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Mind The Buzzcocks S14E10 (Part 2) /&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IeW-A5QHf8U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Mind The Buzzcocks S14E10 (Part 3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QbqhmfIFKzs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy Winehouse on Never Mind The Buzzcocks S19E04 ~ Part 1 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xRSQcbNBPiY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy Winehouse on Never Mind The Buzzcocks S19E04 ~ Part 2 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lAYTnSNzU48" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy Winehouse on Never Mind The Buzzcocks S19E04 ~ Part 3 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PIV3zvnoLKY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1600046780315554004?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1600046780315554004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1600046780315554004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1600046780315554004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1600046780315554004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/07/amy-winehouse-32-months.html' title='Amy Winehouse -- 32 months'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rsr0GMwoIAQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3446272342370823860</id><published>2011-07-07T21:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:37:00.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Body parts as band names</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein a short list&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Head Todd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishbone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft Cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lothar and the Hand People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Violent Femurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CoccStyx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Mandible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toni Basal ganglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Replacement Hips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iggy Hypophysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nasal Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Kidney Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu Tang Clavicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerson, Lake, and Palm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladiolus Knight and the Pips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall and Throats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulna and Oates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cochlea Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ramonspubis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vas Deferens Halen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3446272342370823860?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3446272342370823860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3446272342370823860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3446272342370823860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3446272342370823860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/07/body-parts-as-band-names.html' title='Body parts as band names'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-816871452873475254</id><published>2011-06-17T20:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:49:45.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hashtagging twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein he was a very busy director&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combining the popular &lt;b&gt;#describeyourpeniswithamovietitle&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;#JohnFordmovies&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Tornado&lt;br /&gt;The Fighting Gringo&lt;br /&gt;The Trail of Hate&lt;br /&gt;The Soul Herder&lt;br /&gt;Straight Shooting&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Man&lt;br /&gt;A Marked Man&lt;br /&gt;Bucking Broadway&lt;br /&gt;The Phantom Riders&lt;br /&gt;The Scarlet Drop&lt;br /&gt;Hell Bent&lt;br /&gt;A Woman's Fool&lt;br /&gt;The Craving&lt;br /&gt;Three Mounted Men&lt;br /&gt;Roped&lt;br /&gt;Rustlers&lt;br /&gt;Gun Law&lt;br /&gt;The Gun Packer&lt;br /&gt;Riders of Vengeance&lt;br /&gt;The Last Outlaw&lt;br /&gt;Ace of the Saddle&lt;br /&gt;Rider of the Law&lt;br /&gt;The Prince of Avenue A&lt;br /&gt;Hitchin' Posts&lt;br /&gt;Just Pals&lt;br /&gt;The Big Punch&lt;br /&gt;The Wallop&lt;br /&gt;Action&lt;br /&gt;Sure Fire&lt;br /&gt;Jackie&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Smiles&lt;br /&gt;The Village Blacksmith&lt;br /&gt;The Face on the Bar-Room Floor&lt;br /&gt;The Iron Horse&lt;br /&gt;Lightnin'&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky Pride&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;The Shamrock Handicap&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon's Barber&lt;br /&gt;Riley the Cop&lt;br /&gt;Strong Boy&lt;br /&gt;Salute&lt;br /&gt;Men Without Women&lt;br /&gt;The Brat&lt;br /&gt;Airmail&lt;br /&gt;Pilgrimage&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Bull&lt;br /&gt;The Lost Patrol&lt;br /&gt;Judge Priest&lt;br /&gt;The Informer&lt;br /&gt;The Prisoner of Shark Island&lt;br /&gt;The Plough and the Stars&lt;br /&gt;Wee Willie Winkie&lt;br /&gt;The Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;The Adventures of Marco Polo&lt;br /&gt;Four Men and a Prayer&lt;br /&gt;Submarine Patrol&lt;br /&gt;Young Mr. Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;Drums Along the Mohawk&lt;br /&gt;The Grapes of Wrath&lt;br /&gt;The Long Voyage Home&lt;br /&gt;They Were Expendable&lt;br /&gt;The Fugitive&lt;br /&gt;Pinky&lt;br /&gt;She Wore a Yellow Ribbon&lt;br /&gt;When Willie Comes Marching Home&lt;br /&gt;Wagon Master&lt;br /&gt;The Quiet Man&lt;br /&gt;What Price Glory?&lt;br /&gt;Mogambo&lt;br /&gt;The Long Gray Line&lt;br /&gt;Mister Roberts&lt;br /&gt;The Searchers&lt;br /&gt;Gideon's Day&lt;br /&gt;The Last HUrrah&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant Rutledge&lt;br /&gt;The Alamo&lt;br /&gt;The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance&lt;br /&gt;How the West Was Won&lt;br /&gt;Donovan's Reef&lt;br /&gt;Young Cassidy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-816871452873475254?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/816871452873475254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=816871452873475254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/816871452873475254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/816871452873475254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/06/hashtagging-twitter.html' title='Hashtagging twitter'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8424187793184975431</id><published>2011-05-08T16:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T16:13:19.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell in to a burning ring of fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein a list of small amusement for myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popehat.com/2011/05/01/best-may-day-ever/#comment-428096"&gt;You are your exaggerated sense of self-worth and self-importance can die in a fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=ktdgdqIMSzkC&amp;pg=PA175&amp;dq=%22you+can+die+in+a+fire%22&amp;hl=en&amp;ei=jvTGTeO-Fcfz0gGl__GFCA&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=book_result&amp;ct=result&amp;resnum=1&amp;ved=0CCoQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;q=%22you%20can%20die%20in%20a%20fire%22&amp;f=false"&gt;All of you can die in a fire for the rest of your existence!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Oh-Yeah-Well-YOU-can-die-in-a-fire/297307806878"&gt;Oh yeah?! Well YOU can die in a fire!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://dieinafire.blogspot.com/"&gt;dieinafire.blogspot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://dieinafire1.blogspot.com/"&gt;dieinafire1.blogspot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeimprovement-101.com/answer/3610/doihavetobuyafireplacescreen.html"&gt;no, you can die in a fire, or no if you don't use the fireplace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.e46fanatics.com/archive/index.php/t-190305.html"&gt;Yeah, that would be a very good record. Try to see how many times you can die in a fire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://radaromalley.livejournal.com/"&gt;I'm sure you can understand that. And if not, then you can die in a fire for all I care.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/User:Mr._Briggs_Inc./Fringe_Market#Die_in_a_Fire"&gt;Well I don't care if you think it needs more cowbell, you can die in a fire!!! ~ Oscar Wilde on constructive criticism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://eztv.it/forum/11901/sons-of-anarchy-s01e02-dsr-sucks-readnfo-xvid-2hd/p2"&gt;Thanks for the info on the quality. The rest of you can die in a fire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/atheism-vs-christianity/browse_thread/thread/2ea636073f6f631d/204f9fc3796f3625?hl=en&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;q=%22you+can+die+in+a+fire%22+wikiquote#204f9fc3796f3625"&gt;Alternatively, you can die in a fire. It's up to you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8424187793184975431?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8424187793184975431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8424187793184975431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8424187793184975431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8424187793184975431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-fell-in-to-burning-ring-of-fire.html' title='I fell in to a burning ring of fire'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-19653597681554471</id><published>2011-04-30T08:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T08:34:23.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Film titles that don't have to parodied to sound like disturbing porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein idea stolen from &lt;a href="http://reason.com/blog/2011/04/29/how-should-men-and-women-of-le#comment_2260972"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three Men and a Baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two Mules for Sister Sara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grease&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jaws&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hannah and Her Sisters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Accidental Tourist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the President's Men&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babe: Pig in the City&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bishop's Wife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Astronaut's Wife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Boy and his Dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broken Lance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy Little Bears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calamity Jane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;City Slickers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming Home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;City Slickers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Constant Gardner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Crying Game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Dirty Dozen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ed Wood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Educating Peter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Enemy Below&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fantastic Voyage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Farmer's Daughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Father and Daughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goldfinger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grand Canyon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Howards End&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Beaver Valley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little Women&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The More the Merrier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;National Velvet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naughty Marietta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;North West Mounted Police&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Officer and a Gentleman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Hundred Men and a Girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Papa's Delicate Condition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scent of a Woman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three Little Pigs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thunderball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wallace &amp;amp; Gromit in The Wrong Trousers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Above the Rim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boys on the Side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cabin Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cable Guy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chain Reaction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep Impact&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey, I Blew Up the Kid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Last Boy Scout&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not Without My Daughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Operation Dumbo Drop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;South Park: Bigger, Longer &amp;amp; Uncut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Squid and the Whale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grizzly Man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whale Rider&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Herbie: Fully Loaded &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Inconvenient Truth &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live Free or Die Hard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mean Girls &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. 3000 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chitty Chitty Bang Bang &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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porn'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8389243145142823519</id><published>2011-04-21T21:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:19:12.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Reamde</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein squeal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.7is7.com/otto/countdown.html?year=2011&amp;amp;month=9&amp;amp;date=20&amp;amp;hrs=0&amp;amp;ts=24&amp;amp;tz=local&amp;amp;min=0&amp;amp;sec=0&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;show=dhms&amp;amp;mode=r&amp;amp;cdir=down&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23CCFFFF&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;title=Countdown%20To%20Neal%20Stephenson%27s%20Reamde" width="250" 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type='text'>Darling Nikki, the librarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein putting the fun back into reading is fundamental&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince's &lt;b&gt;Darling Nikki&lt;/b&gt; is a great song, only problem is that it isn't exactly kid friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew a girl named nikki&lt;br /&gt;I guess u could say was a bibliofiend&lt;br /&gt;I met her in a hotel lobby&lt;br /&gt;Reading a magazine&lt;br /&gt;She said howd u like 2 waste some time&lt;br /&gt;And I could not resist when I saw little nikki read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took me 2 her library&lt;br /&gt;And I just couldnt believe my eyes&lt;br /&gt;She had so many books&lt;br /&gt;Everything that money could buy&lt;br /&gt;She said sign your name on the dotted line&lt;br /&gt;The lights went on&lt;br /&gt;And nikki started 2 recite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bookcart started spinning&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was my brain&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell u what she read 2 me&lt;br /&gt;But my mind will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Her oratory will kick your behind&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she'll show u no mercy&lt;br /&gt;But she'll shonuff shonuff show u how 2 read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next morning&lt;br /&gt;Nikki wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;I looked all over and all I found&lt;br /&gt;Was a library card on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;It said thank u 4 a funky time&lt;br /&gt;Check me out whenever u want 2 read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-418645984726115581?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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In place of a proper etymology the Oxford English Dictionary cautions against confusing it with hugge-a variant of the Middle English ug, meaning to inspire with dread, loathing, or disgust. While I believe in the OED's near-infallibility, I nevertheless find myself drawn to the possibility that hug does, in fact, have some kinship with ug. It seems apt to me. At the prospect of a tight embrace, dread and loathing, if not disgust, do come to mind. So does the sound ug.[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like form letters that mimic the conventions of personal notes, obligatory hugs mock true intimacy. "Dear Janet," aspiring-City Councilman Brad Lander e-mailed me after he won his Democratic primary, "Well, we did it. After two years of incredibly hard work, we won a great victory." Oh, did we? My name's not Janet, but even if it were,&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer madam. Dear Madam is prim, but honest. A real hug-the hug of consolation, let's say-soothes its target; it says you can count on me, because we're close. See how close we are? We're actually touching! The doorway hug impersonates that message, and corrupts it through casual repetition.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2003/03/caring-for-you&lt;br /&gt;r-introvert/2696/"&gt;Jonathan Rauch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Extroverts have little or no grasp &lt;strike&gt;of introversion&lt;/strike&gt;*. They assume that company, especially their own, is always welcome. They cannot imagine why someone would need to be alone; indeed, they often take umbrage at the suggestion. As often as I have tried to explain the matter to extroverts, I have never sensed that any of them really understood. They listen for a moment and then go back to barking and yipping.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;small&gt;I'm striking out that part because stopping at "no grasp" pretty much covers all of it.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGHLbFg8Slw/TZO_SeuvP2I/AAAAAAAAAc0/pcrTbZEZHIs/s1600/56464412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGHLbFg8Slw/TZO_SeuvP2I/AAAAAAAAAc0/pcrTbZEZHIs/s320/56464412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590021886704566114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4DPsGkuIdo/TZO_j83ngqI/AAAAAAAAAc8/gy_Xgsb9i78/s1600/StalinEmbracingGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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Glendenning&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When we're not pretentiously fashioning headlines out of conventionally metered extended metaphor poetry penned by Walt Whitman in 1865, then popularised by a load of barbarically yawping fops in Dead Poets Society 124 years later, the Fiver likes nothing better than to suck leisurely on the end of its V7 Hi-Tecpoint 0.7 Pilot pen, wonder what it is that so obsesses English football players, fans and hacks about the captaincy of their national team, and then sit bolt upright and begin violently coughing and spitting upon realising our mouth is full of ink. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7308577069258811089?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Orchestra&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chickpea Corea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natalie Coleslaw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Britney Asparagus Spears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B.B. King Cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Robert Crawfish Boil Band&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mike Doughy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food Fighters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Almond Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alternative &lt;i&gt;Wherein I learned in chemistry class that taking one thing and adding something else to it to make another thing is sometimes funny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3053428251032108041?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3053428251032108041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3053428251032108041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3053428251032108041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3053428251032108041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/03/culinary-bands.html' title='Culinary Bands'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5076846078712066653</id><published>2011-02-23T07:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T08:07:51.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TC8_EP8-10 Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein these numbers are an amazing reflection of what has passed and not necessarily of what will be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's been a few weeks since I've posted one of these, I've kept the last three chefs shivved by Padma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap: -4 for packing your knives, -2 bottom of elimination challenge, -1 bottom of quickfire, +1 top of quick fire, +2 top of quickfire, +2 top of elimination, +4 winning elimination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard is the most consistent, no major screwups; Dale is a bit schizo, with big highs; Carla is coming up nice and steady; Antonia is stronger than her number; Mike has no traction; and Tiffany can't get in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Antonia, in two team challenges her team was on the bottom. But going by judge's comments her dishes might have been in the top &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; it had been an individual challenge. For a &lt;i&gt;What if&lt;/i&gt;, if we redo those two scores, instead of -4, she'd have earned a +4. Adjusting her score would now give her 14 points and third place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dale 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Richard 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carla 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Antonia 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angelo 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mike -1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tre -1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fabio -3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiffany -7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-stLVIxd_UqI/TWUF2IqcK-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/oELReCmm9KY/s1600/topchef10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-stLVIxd_UqI/TWUF2IqcK-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/oELReCmm9KY/s400/topchef10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576870141164792802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5076846078712066653?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5076846078712066653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5076846078712066653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5076846078712066653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5076846078712066653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/02/tc8ep8-10-top-chef-performance-chart-of.html' title='TC8_EP8-10 Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-stLVIxd_UqI/TWUF2IqcK-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/oELReCmm9KY/s72-c/topchef10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-609398876323961384</id><published>2011-01-20T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:41:04.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running theme of Cryptonomicon</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein obviously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shaftoe's first haiku (December 1940) was a quick and dirty adaptation of the Marine Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In '27 he got shipped off to Shanghai on very short notice, and no doubt had to display some adaptability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The development of an offshoot of the species characterized by densely bearded males is an adaptive response to cold climates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...and so all physical adaptations to it must be placed in the same category&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The bombes were adapted, by Turing and Welchman and others, from a design dreamed up by Polish cryptanalysts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of its handy pouch comes one Mark II fragmentation grenade, a.k.a. pineapple, and with a bit more groping he's got the Grenade Projection Adapter, M1. (Grenade Projection Adapter x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"a small mammal...admired and even emulated by Qwghlmians for its hardiness and adaptability."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inside, a tiny anteroom is dominated by a sculpture: two nymphets in diaphanous veils kicking the crap out of a scurrying hag, entitled Fortitude and Adaptability Driving Out Adversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pekka ended up scoring a pretty nice nineteen-inch high-res multisync monitor perfectly adequate for his adaptable twenty-four-year-old eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Q.E.D. My thing about black stockings was a highly rational adaptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;..., we spent a whole week moving in a world that was perfectly adapted to stockings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;But this ROV carries its own power source-an oxygen/natural gas swash-plate motor, adapted from torpedo technology, and part of our peace dividend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not only that, he has any number of peculiar ideas adapted from the Bavarian Illuminati, and is groping for some way to tie these in with higher mathematics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pigs adapt by fighting their way to perimeter of cage &amp; hanging ear/heat exchangers out over the side to flap in the wind of the truck's motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is a world, and a situation, to which Shaftoe and a lot of other people are perfectly adapted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Display some fucking adaptability," Shaftoe says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;So I displayed adaptability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;They were, in other words, capable of displaying adaptability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally he starts to come around, starts to display adaptability&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;--you could adapt those same protocols to card games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He happens to have a twelve-volt adapter for the laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;That these Jovian info-bolts are visible and moving is a visual cue that his radio adapter has managed to patch itself into the packet radio network&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"But Filipinos are highly adaptable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"So come up with another fucking way! Show some fucking adaptability!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I see that you and yours have displayed adaptability and that is good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Yes. The whole plan is ruined. Ah well, it was a nice conspiracy while it lasted. Perhaps Enoch Root will display some adaptability."&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-609398876323961384?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/609398876323961384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=609398876323961384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/609398876323961384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/609398876323961384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/01/running-theme-of-cryptonomicon.html' title='Running theme of Cryptonomicon'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5670994283466496541</id><published>2011-01-20T20:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:36:01.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TC8_EP7 Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein Chefs I would most like to eat with are Richard Dale and Carla&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching team Bodega reminded me so much of Blais' menu at Element. Can't tell you how much I miss that place; never had so much fun eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTjhLfB5aJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QJTBLcXGOVU/s1600/tc8_EP7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTjhLfB5aJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QJTBLcXGOVU/s400/tc8_EP7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564444927040514194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale T, 16&lt;br /&gt;Richard, 16&lt;br /&gt;Angelo, 8&lt;br /&gt;Carla, 6&lt;br /&gt;Mike, 2&lt;br /&gt;Tre, 4&lt;br /&gt;Antonia, -4&lt;br /&gt;Fabio, -1&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany, -6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;reminder: the numbers mean nothing, enjoy the pretty colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5670994283466496541?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5670994283466496541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5670994283466496541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5670994283466496541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5670994283466496541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/01/tc8ep6-top-chef-performance-chart-of_20.html' title='TC8_EP7 Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTjhLfB5aJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QJTBLcXGOVU/s72-c/tc8_EP7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7640226854795528815</id><published>2011-01-15T09:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T10:06:43.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TC8_EP6 Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein you all know these numbers have no meaning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After episode 6, a slight shifting with the top 3 tightening up and the whole middle mass becoming massier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTG0xTspKWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vZpWvHrwcY0/s1600/chart_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTG0xTspKWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vZpWvHrwcY0/s400/chart_1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562425773973383522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dale T, 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Richard, 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angelo, 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carla, 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marcel, 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mike, 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tre, 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Antonia, -1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fabio, -2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiffany, -3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where we see that scoring the competition is a mirage -- aside from the whole "one bad dish sends you home" and hypothetical point totals being hypothetical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonia was on the bottom team for the last two elimination challenges, so scored -2 points for each. But listening to the judge's comments, if her solo dishes had been judged separately, she'd might have been in the top. Taking her negative 2s and making them plus 2s gives her 7 points and moves her into 4th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTG3nspyJoI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jN9DSMjQbvs/s1600/chart_2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTG3nspyJoI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jN9DSMjQbvs/s400/chart_2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562428907408467586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7640226854795528815?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7640226854795528815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7640226854795528815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7640226854795528815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7640226854795528815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/01/tc8ep6-top-chef-performance-chart-of.html' title='TC8_EP6 Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TTG0xTspKWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vZpWvHrwcY0/s72-c/chart_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4217327522945303667</id><published>2011-01-12T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:05:06.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EPIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein if I recall correctly it would be 2-3 months after this before I saw my first Wallets concert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting the youtube poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A legendary performance by The Wallets at First Avenue, wherein Steve Kramer tars and feathers himself to the utter amazement of the audience and the band. We rehearsed this show for a few weeks and only performed it once. Steve Kramer: keyboard, vocals. Rod Gordon: keyboard. Jim Clifford: bass. Eric Anderson: drums. Max Ray: baritone sax. Paul Scher: tenor sax. Tim Rummelhoff: tenor sax. Bobby Rodriguez: alto sax. The trombonist, percussionists and dancers: I just can't recall the names. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJklTJsXv6I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJklTJsXv6I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFSOlFuBeYQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFSOlFuBeYQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mDEyNIwFjMI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mDEyNIwFjMI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus 1st Ave video from 1987, &lt;b&gt;I Want To Go To Hollywood&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTQr1Fi7tXU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTQr1Fi7tXU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4217327522945303667?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4217327522945303667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4217327522945303667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4217327522945303667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4217327522945303667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/01/epic.html' title='EPIC'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-9093964884243180361</id><published>2011-01-12T10:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:31:16.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein &lt;a href="http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2008/05/top-chef-412.html"&gt;previously&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update: I missed Tiffany when I moved the data around and have now added her to the chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought&lt;/b&gt;: what would it look like if I applied values to Top Chef Performance and created a chart with pretty colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Result&lt;/b&gt;: Because I once had a class in statistics, the result is creamy awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiddled with the inputs to give a little emphasis on EC wins. I've used the wiki page for the results and haven't verified for accuracy. Plus, some of the team challenges skew bottom results...so use this for betting at your own peril. Basically, this should demonstrate the chef's level of consistency &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;up to this point&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and is not predictive of future performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scoring as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;qf top: +1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;qf win: +2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;qf bottom: -1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EC top +2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EC win +4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EC bottom -2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EC loss: -4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 weeks, scoring is:&lt;br /&gt;15, Richard&lt;br /&gt;10, Dale T&lt;br /&gt;9, Angelo&lt;br /&gt;6, Marcel&lt;br /&gt;1, Antonia, Carla, Mike, Tre&lt;br /&gt;0, Fabio&lt;br /&gt;-1, Jamie, Tiffani&lt;br /&gt;-5, Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard has zero bottom finishes and Dale T has only finished bottom in the ep 5 quickfire. Marcel also has just one quickfire bottom finish (ep1) and Angelo has 3 quickfire bottom finishes. Until his elimination, Spike had no bottom finishes. Tre's three bottom finishes are all elimination challenges -- that isn't a quality indicator. &lt;strike&gt;Fabio has the most bottom finishes with 4 out of 10 competitions&lt;/strike&gt;. Tiffany has the most bottom finishes with 5 out of 10 competitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TS45VgxcazI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zJLbPS9fo-s/s1600/topchef8_week5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TS45VgxcazI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zJLbPS9fo-s/s400/topchef8_week5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561445631586495282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-9093964884243180361?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/9093964884243180361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=9093964884243180361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9093964884243180361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9093964884243180361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2011/01/return-of-top-chef-performance-chart-of.html' title='The return of the Top Chef Performance Chart of Charting Performance™'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TS45VgxcazI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zJLbPS9fo-s/s72-c/topchef8_week5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3448326055702514300</id><published>2010-12-10T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T17:27:58.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vuvuzela christmas songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein they actually sound different just like reggae songs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Silent NIght&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jingle Bells&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Twelve Days of Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Frosty the Snowman &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Up on the Housetop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blue Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;O Little Town of Bethleham&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mele Kalikimaka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas in Hollis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do You Hear What I Hear?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Need a Little Snow&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hark! The Herald Angels Sing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deck the Halls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Wish You a Merry Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;March of the Kings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Santa Claus Go Straight to the Ghetto&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Backdoor Santa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3448326055702514300?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3448326055702514300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3448326055702514300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3448326055702514300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3448326055702514300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/12/vuvuzela-christmas-songs.html' title='Vuvuzela christmas songs'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1588612544961472809</id><published>2010-11-17T19:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:34:15.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I defer to Twain on matters concerning monarchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein "A man is a man at bottom Whole ages of abuse and oppression cannot crush the manhood clear out of him"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/86"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; for all you Queen-sniffing Euroweenies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These poor ostensible freemen who were sharing their breakfast and their talk with me, were as full of humble reverence for their king and Church and nobility as their worst enemy could desire. There was something pitifully ludicrous about it. I asked them if they supposed a nation of people ever existed, who, with a free vote in every man's hand, would elect that a single family and its descendants should reign over it forever, whether gifted or boobies, to the exclusion of all other families--including the voter's; and would also elect that a certain hundred families should be raised to dizzy summits of rank, and clothed on with offensive transmissible glories and privileges to the exclusion of the rest of the nation's&lt;br /&gt;families--_including his own_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all looked unhit, and said they didn't know; that they had never thought about it before, and it hadn't ever occurred to them that a nation could be so situated that every man _could_ have a say in the government.  I said I had seen one--and that it would last until it had an Established Church.  Again they were all unhit--at first.  But presently one man looked up and asked me to state that proposition again; and state it slowly, so it could soak into his understanding.  I did it; and after a little he had the idea, and he brought his fist down and said _he_ didn't believe a nation where every man had a vote would voluntarily get down in the mud and dirt in any such way; and that to steal from a nation its will and preference must be a crime and the first of all crimes. I said to myself:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This one's a man. If I were backed by enough of his sort, I would make a strike for the welfare of this country, and try to prove myself its loyalest citizen by making a wholesome change in its system of government."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see my kind of loyalty was loyalty to one's country, not to its institutions or its office-holders.  The country is the real thing, the substantial thing, the eternal thing; it is the thing to watch over, and care for, and be loyal to; institutions are extraneous, they are its mere clothing, and clothing can wear out, become ragged, cease to be comfortable, cease to protect the body from winter, disease, and death.  To be loyal to rags, to shout for rags, to worship rags, to die for rags--that is a loyalty of unreason, it is pure animal; it belongs to monarchy, was invented by monarchy; let monarchy keep it.  I was from Connecticut, whose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Constitution declares "that all political power is inherent in the people, and all free governments are founded on their authority and instituted for their benefit; and that they have _at all times_ an undeniable and indefeasible right to _alter their form of government_ in such a manner as they may think expedient."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1588612544961472809?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1588612544961472809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1588612544961472809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1588612544961472809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1588612544961472809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-defer-to-twain-on-matters-concerning.html' title='I defer to Twain on matters concerning monarchy'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7256738832226724320</id><published>2010-11-10T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:33:00.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November 10, 1975</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein the Gales of November CD link is dead but can be purchased at &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/prudence3"&gt;CDbaby&lt;/a&gt; for $16 or at &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/gales-of-november/id99300857"&gt;iTunes&lt;/a&gt; for $9.99&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to previous post about the &lt;a href="http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2005/12/gales-of-november.html"&gt;Edmund Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7256738832226724320?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7256738832226724320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7256738832226724320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7256738832226724320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7256738832226724320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-10-1975.html' title='November 10, 1975'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8443976594607633336</id><published>2010-11-01T20:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:21:29.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The colonated book list</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wherein and a comma and a rumor of a title&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Harold McGee. &lt;b&gt;Keys to Good Cooking: A Guide to Making the Best of Foods and Recipes&lt;/b&gt; (OCtober 28, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jennifer Homans. &lt;b&gt;Apollo's Angels: A History of Ballet&lt;/b&gt; (November 2, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mark Twain. &lt;b&gt;Autobiography of Mark Twain, Vol. 1&lt;/b&gt; (November 15, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gary Taubes. &lt;b&gt;Why We Get Fat: And What to Do About It&lt;/b&gt; (December 28, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Neal Stephenson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Reamde (?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, (????, 2011(?))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8443976594607633336?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8443976594607633336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8443976594607633336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8443976594607633336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8443976594607633336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/11/colonated-book-list.html' title='The colonated book list'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6160641584999248860</id><published>2010-11-01T20:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:18:39.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A model for war memory intervention</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein in 1999 one still used the long form World Wide Web and could write of running out of disk space for email&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;a href="http://www.powerlineblog.com/archives/2010/11/027580.php"&gt;Powerline&lt;/a&gt;, a letter from Professor Penelope Blake addressing the workshop "History and Commemoration: The Legacies of the Pacific War." Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Veterans' memories of their own experiences in the war are suspect and influenced by media and their own self-delusion (Rosenberg, 18, 24). Therefore, it is the role of academics to "correct" their history. As one organizer commented, this will be more easily accomplished once the WWII generation has passed away. Another wrote, "America's nostalgic war memories are beginning to fray around the edges" (White, 267)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workshop used the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Perilous-Memories-Asia-Pacific-War-s/dp/0822325640"&gt;Perilous Memories: The Asia-Pacific War(s)&lt;/a&gt;. From the Amazon description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firmly based on the insight that memory is always mediated and that the past is not a stable object, the volume demonstrates that we can intervene positively yet critically in the recovery and reinterpretation of events and experiences that have been pushed to the peripheries of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obligatory quote from Neal Stephenson's &lt;b&gt;Cryptonomicon&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avi's telephone call, some eighty hours ago, arrived in the middle of a major interdisciplinary conference called "The Intermediate Phase (1939-45) of the Global Hegemony Struggle of the Twentieth Century (Common Era)." This is a bit of a mouthful and so it has been given a pithy nickname: "War as Text."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are coming from places like Amsterdam and Milan. The conference's organizing committee--which includes Randy's girlfriend, Charlene, who actually gives every indication of being his ex-girlfriend now--hired an artist in San Francisco to come up with a poster. He started with a black-and-white halftone photo of a haggard World War II infantryman with a cigarette dangling from his lower lip. He worked this image over using a photocopier, blowing the halftone dots up into rough lumps, like rubber balls chewed by a dog, and wreaking any number of other distortions on it until it had an amazingly stark, striking, jagged appearance; the soldier's pale eyes turned an eerie white. Then he added a few elements in color: red lipstick, blue eyeshadow, and a trace of a red brassiere strap peeking out from the soldier's unbuttoned uniform shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poster won some kind of an award almost the moment it came out. This led to a press release, which in turn led to the poster's being enshrined by the news media as an Official Object of Controversy. An enterprising journalist managed to track down the soldier depicted in the original photograph--a decorated combat veteran and retired tool-and-die maker who, as it happened, was not merely alive but in excellent health, and, since the death of his wife from breast cancer, had spent his retirement roaming around the Deep South in his pickup truck, helping to rebuild black churches that had been torched by drunken yahoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist who had designed the poster then confessed that he had simply copied it from a book and had made no effort whatsoever to obtain permission--the entire concept of getting permission to use other people's work was faulty, since all art was derivative of other art. High-powered trial lawyers converged, like dive bombers, on the small town in Kentucky where the aggrieved veteran was up on the roof of a black church with a mouthful of nails, hammering down slabs of A/D exterior plywood and mumbling "no comment" to a horde of reporters down on the lawn. After a series of conferences in a room at the town's Holiday Inn, the veteran emerged, accompanied by one of the five most famous lawyers on the face of the planet, and announced that he was filing a civil suit against the Three Siblings that would, if it succeeded, turn them and their entire community into a flat, smoking abrasion in the earth's crust. He promised to split the proceeds between the black churches and various disabled veterans' and breast cancer research groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organizing committee pulled the poster from circulation, which caused thousands of bootleg copies to go up on the World Wide Web and, in general, brought it to the attention of millions who never would have seen it otherwise. They also filed suit against the artist, whose net worth could be tallied up on the back of a ticket stub: he had assets of about a thousand dollars and debts (mostly student loans) amounting to sixty-five thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this happened before the conference even began. Randy was aware of it only because Charlene had roped him into providing computer support for the conference, which meant setting up a Web site and e-mail access for the attendees. When all of this hit the news, e-mail began to flood in, and quickly jammed up all of the lines and filled up all of the disk capacity that Randy had spent the last month setting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conferees began to arrive. A lot of them seemed to be sleeping in the house where Randy and Charlene had been living together for seven years. It was a big old Victorian house and there was plenty of room. They stumbled in from Heidelberg and Paris and Berkeley and Boston, then sat around Randy and Charlene's kitchen table drinking coffee and talking at great length about the Spectacle. Randy inferred that the Spectacle meant the poster furor, but as they went on and on about it, he sensed that they were using the word not in a conventional sense but as part of some academic jargon; that it carried a heavy load of shadings and connotations to them, none of which Randy would ever understand unless he became one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Charlene, and to all of the people attending War as Text, it was self-evident that the veteran who filed the lawsuit was the very worst kind of human being--just the sort they had gathered together to debunk, burn in effigy, and sweep into the ash-bin of posthistorical discourse. Randy had spent a lot of time around these people, and thought he'd gotten used to them, but during those days he had a headache all the time, from clenching his teeth, and he kept jumping to his feet in the middle of meals or conversations and going out for solitary walks. This was partly to keep himself from saying something undiplomatic, and partly as a childish but fruitless tactic to get the attention he craved from Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew the whole poster saga was going to be a disaster from early on. He kept warning Charlene and the others. They listened coolly, clinically, as if Randy were a test subject on the wrong side of a one-way mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6160641584999248860?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6160641584999248860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6160641584999248860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6160641584999248860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6160641584999248860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/11/model-for-war-memory-intervention.html' title='A model for war memory intervention'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-29637750253509934</id><published>2010-10-12T22:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:10:24.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein five&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. horse racing&lt;br /&gt;2. monocle&lt;br /&gt;3. Rand Paul&lt;br /&gt;4. Horse racing&lt;br /&gt;5. the Sun&lt;br /&gt;6. the "Murder, She Wrote" lady&lt;br /&gt;7. dk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-29637750253509934?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/29637750253509934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=29637750253509934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/29637750253509934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/29637750253509934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/10/it.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6826044810908173568</id><published>2010-10-12T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:02:11.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Actual George Clooney quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein so the White House is saying their photos may be used in any way that suggests &lt;b&gt;disapproval&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;nonendorsement&lt;/b&gt; of the President, the First Family, or the White House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TLUS5IRQaTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/vtKdXwJOjCk/s1600/clooney2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TLUS5IRQaTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/vtKdXwJOjCk/s400/clooney2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527344890348857650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6826044810908173568?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6826044810908173568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6826044810908173568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6826044810908173568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6826044810908173568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/10/actual-george-clooney-quote.html' title='Actual George Clooney quote'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TLUS5IRQaTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/vtKdXwJOjCk/s72-c/clooney2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5337740252630204820</id><published>2010-10-12T21:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:30:46.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was the best of hoary tropes, it was the worst of cheesy cliches</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein remember that time in middle school we read that paragraph&lt;br /&gt;from Dickens wasn't that cool&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.google.com/news/url?sa=t&amp;ct2=us%2F0_0_s_0_0_t&amp;usg=AFQj&lt;br /&gt;CNFe6GqpBpRnJpnIlP6eMr_TTFM6Ow&amp;cid=8797602400534&amp;ei=6pe0TIC4F5u28QSk6qHt&lt;br /&gt;AQ&amp;rt=SEARCH&amp;vm=STANDARD&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fnews.myjoyonline.com%2Fenterta&lt;br /&gt;inment%2F201010%2F53611.asp"&gt;It was the best of weeks and it was the&lt;br /&gt;worst of weeks for hip-hop star Lil' Wayne this week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.google.com/news/url?sa=t&amp;ct2=us%2F0_0_s_2_0_t&amp;usg=AFQjC&lt;br /&gt;NHT4NMlEB0IwLjUAUQZ6gewrkyFOQ&amp;cid=8797595680855&amp;ei=6pe0TIC4F5u28QSk6qHtA&lt;br /&gt;Q&amp;rt=SEARCH&amp;vm=STANDARD&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tv.com%2Fit-was-the-best-of&lt;br /&gt;-weeds-it-was-the-worst-of-weeds%2Fstory%2F24003.html"&gt;It was the best&lt;br /&gt;of Weeds and the worst of Weeds-all in one episode.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frontofficefans.com/2010/10/4/1729910/a-tale-of-one-cit&lt;br /&gt;y-and-two-teams"&gt;It was the best of times, it was the worst of&lt;br /&gt;times...&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening line of Charles Dicken's classic about the happenings in&lt;br /&gt;London and Paris during the French Revolution is a perfect summary for&lt;br /&gt;how a sports fan in San Francisco felt as they tuned in to the pain and&lt;br /&gt;joy that was Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;blame the headline writer, not the author: &lt;a href="http://news.bostonherald.com/news/regional/view/20100920it_was_the&lt;br /&gt;_best_of_lines_it_was_the_worst_of_line/"&gt;It was the best of lines, it&lt;br /&gt;was the worst of lines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.herald-mail.com/?cmd=displaystory&amp;story_id=254227&amp;forma&lt;br /&gt;t=html"&gt;As the book says, it was the best of times and it was the worst&lt;br /&gt;of times.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kilgorenewsherald.com/news/2010-10-09/Advice_%28and%29_&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment/A_Word_Please.html"&gt;June Casagrande is author of &lt;i&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;Was the Best of Sentences, It Was the  Worst of Sentences.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/oakland-raiders-in-oakland/raiders-win-a-t&lt;br /&gt;ale-of-two-halves"&gt;It was the best of halves, it was the worst of&lt;br /&gt;halves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laweekly.com/2010-09-23/film-tv/sleepless-in-toronto/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best of TIFFs, it was the worst of TIFFs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5337740252630204820?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5337740252630204820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5337740252630204820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5337740252630204820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5337740252630204820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-was-best-of-hoary-tropes-it-was.html' title='It was the best of hoary tropes, it was the worst of cheesy cliches'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6470761208577206939</id><published>2010-10-11T21:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:42:37.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it is, maybe it isn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein the ambiguity is enticing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TLO838MXhCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/kvX0qzwvdvc/s1600/entertainment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TLO838MXhCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/kvX0qzwvdvc/s400/entertainment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526968836950557730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6470761208577206939?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6470761208577206939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6470761208577206939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6470761208577206939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6470761208577206939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/10/maybe-it-is-maybe-it-isnt.html' title='Maybe it is, maybe it isn&apos;t'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TLO838MXhCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/kvX0qzwvdvc/s72-c/entertainment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8091594532628620309</id><published>2010-10-09T14:21:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T14:56:51.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet on Adam and Kyrie and bet against Paula and Roy</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein my three favorite contestants are also the worst&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: All information below is based on data before the 10/09/2010&lt;br /&gt;show.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quickly get everyone up to speed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's a public radio game show called &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=35"&gt;Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone has created a WWDTM &lt;a href="http://closedsrc.org/_apps/waitwaitstats/"&gt;database&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out about the database from &lt;a href="http://www.popehat.com/2010/10/01/your-friday-afternoon-wants-carls-voice-on-their-answering-machine/"&gt;Popehat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to pull some numbers and see if anything interesting popped out. Not really, so feel free to stop reading here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled game totals for the panelists with the most number of appearances -- after Provenza, the next most appearances was 14. Database includes number of points everyone scored per game, so that's something you could play around with. Or maybe review for shows recorded in Chicago versus those not and create &lt;i&gt;home and away statistics&lt;/i&gt;. I won't be doing either of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also of potential interest is how well the panelists do in the final round -- who can hold onto a lead and who comes from behind. But the ability to suss that out looks to be outside the realm of the database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would like to see in the database is &lt;b&gt;Bluff the Listener&lt;/b&gt; data. I'd like to know how well these guys bluff. And what happens when they have the real answer versus when they don't. Maybe I'll try to work on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;u&gt;Number of games played&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic stuff: numbers 1st, 2nd, and 3rd; and total games played. Ties are a separate column in the database; here, I've combined them. So Charlie Pierce's 53 wins is &lt;i&gt;37 solo wins plus 16 ties for first&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;1st place&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;2nd place&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;3rd place&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Total games&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Charlie Pierce&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;53&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;31&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;102&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roxanne Roberts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;100&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Adam Felber&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;62&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;99&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paula Poundstone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;32&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;44&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;99&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roy Blount, Jr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;27&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;97&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mo Rocca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;32&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;34&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;86&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tom Bodett&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;70&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kyrie O'Connor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;41&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;69&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Amy Dickinson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;PJ O'Rourke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;39&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sue Ellicott&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;17&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;39&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paul Provenza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;12&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;34&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Total Points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assign three points for 1st, two for 2nd, and one for third; calculate total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Total Points&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Adam Felber&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;251&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Charlie Pierce&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;239&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roxanne Roberts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;235&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roy Blount, Jr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;202&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paula Poundstone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;177&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kyrie O'Connor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;170&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mo Rocca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;158&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tom Bodett&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;142&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Amy Dickinson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;99&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sue Ellicott&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;70&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;PJ O'Rourke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;69&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paul Provenza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;63&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Percentage of First Place Wins&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place total divided by number of games played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;1st place percentage&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Adam Felber&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;62.63&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kyrie O'Connor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;59.42&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Charlie Pierce&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;51.96&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roxanne Roberts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roy Blount, Jr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;36.08&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tom Bodett&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;34.29&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Amy Dickinson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;30.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;PJ O'Rourke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;25.64&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mo Rocca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;23.26&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paula Poundstone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;23.23&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paul Provenza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;20.59&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sue Ellicott&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;17.95&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Percent of Total Points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assume three points for a win, and multiply by games played. Divide this into actual number of points earned. Does this work as some sort of efficiency rating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Percent of total points&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Adam Felber&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;84.51&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kyrie O'Connor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;82.13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roxanne Roberts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;78.33&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Charlie Pierce&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;78.10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roy Blount, Jr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;69.41&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tom Bodett&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;67.62&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Amy Dickinson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;66.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paul Provenza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;61.76&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mo Rocca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;61.24&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sue Ellicott&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;59.83&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paula Poundstone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;59.60&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;PJ O'Rourke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;58.97&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Most likely to finish third&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like first place, but for last place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;3rd place percentage&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;PJ O'Rourke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;48.72&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paula Poundstone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;44.44&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mo Rocca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;39.53&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sue Ellicott&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;38.46&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paul Provenza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35.29&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Amy Dickinson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;32.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tom Bodett&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;31.43&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roy Blount, Jr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;27.84&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Charlie Pierce&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;17.65&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Roxanne Roberts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;15.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Kyrie O'Connor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;13.04&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Adam Felber&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9.09&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8091594532628620309?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8091594532628620309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8091594532628620309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8091594532628620309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8091594532628620309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/10/bet-on-adam-and-kyrie-and-bet-against.html' title='Bet on Adam and Kyrie and bet against Paula and Roy'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-26276690653489056</id><published>2010-09-28T20:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:55:39.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know who else made lists?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2267815/"&gt;it is highly unlikely that I will ever listen to Tori Amos before a wrestling match again&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching Google News for &lt;a href="http://news.google.com/news/search?aq=f&amp;pz=1&amp;cf=all&amp;ned=us&amp;hl=en&amp;q=%22You+know+who+else%22"&gt;you know who else&lt;/a&gt;. Here's a few:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And you know who else acted the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else has to pass a knowledge test to do their jobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you know who else loves Nicole Lee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is from Alabama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else wears Cutters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is fired up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is all about the Lohans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else this could describe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else you can click “them keys” and find online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is doing better than Favre, Brees, and Brady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else used to believe in this kind of football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you know who else wants you to look pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else passed laws against smoking to protect people's health?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else could've gone without the hysteria of Johnson's woulda-shoulda-coulda TD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else should be mad about this “incident”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else was once a two-star recruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else agrees with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else are really a bunch of POSEURS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;YOU KNOW WHO ELSE LOOKS HOT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else won five national collegiate POY awards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else was an "AMC" fan back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else did that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else needs experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else fits that criteria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else wants you packed uncomfortably together like sardines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is a pretty good runner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else voted for that 9 billion dollars in pork barrel spending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;And you know who else feels scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you know who else posed for Playboy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you know who else liked oatmeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else isn't afraid and daring things to be difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else was calm and collected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you know who else you get to face tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else wanted to outlaw a religion and “shut down” places of worship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;you know who else was the “next fashion icon”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else is guilty of procrastinating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else wouldn't lie in that situation?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know who else likes "level playing fields"?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Hitler was the correct answer; so only two correct for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-26276690653489056?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/26276690653489056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=26276690653489056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/26276690653489056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/26276690653489056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-who-else-made-lists.html' title='You know who else made lists?'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4248888890103612826</id><published>2010-09-16T21:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:04:41.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein at least 30 minutes spent determining that the serial number was not actually the serial number No the serial number was labeled the product key number Yeah that all made a fuckload of sense&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Customer service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of god hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pee. Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4248888890103612826?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4248888890103612826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4248888890103612826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4248888890103612826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4248888890103612826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/haiku.html' title='A haiku'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3210529929916415710</id><published>2010-09-15T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:07:06.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great song, great album</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein &lt;a href="http://reason.com/blog/2010/09/14/reasontv-lex-mcmahon#comment_1903009"&gt;And your sister is just mad because TKD is one-step away from being ballet in loose clothes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://papercuts.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/09/08/living-with-music-a-playlist-by-rob-sheffield/#more-11577"&gt;Rob Sheffield&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6.) New Sensations, Lou Reed. For years, I cherished this song for one of my all-time-favorite Lou Reed couplets: “I wanna press the buzzer for time to snooze / I wanna eradicate my negative views.” What a perfect clash of mundane detail and grandiosely poetic resolution. Then, for some stupid reason, I actually read the lyric sheet that came with the album. It’s not “I wanna press the buzzer for time to snooze.” It’s “I want the principle of a timeless muse.” Lyric sheets are evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one lyric I always heard correctly. Maybe I read the lyrics sheet early on. Anyway, this song is full of great couplets and triplets. Doubling up on the one Rob mentions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want the principles of a timeless muse&lt;br /&gt;I want to eradicate my negative views&lt;br /&gt;And get rid of those people who are always on a down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy enough to tell what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;but that's not what I want to hear all night long&lt;br /&gt;Some people are like human Tuinals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a huge fan of the "human Tuinals" line. But I think I'll go with the opening for my favorite lines of the song and of the album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't like guilt be it stoned or stupid&lt;br /&gt;drunk and disorderly I ain't no cupid&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago today I was arrested on Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want pain, I want to walk not be carried&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to give it up, I want to stay married&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no dog tied to a parked car&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an album I've tried off and on to write about for a couple years...nothing worked. What I can boil it down to &lt;i&gt;for me&lt;/i&gt; is this is a survivor's tale. Cheerful, whimsical, not too regretful, and often defiant. It's someone who is lucky to be alive and is at peace with the choices he's made. If this is storytelling on Reed's part or autobiographical songwriting, I've never bothered to take a look at his life to find out. I just play the music and sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention defiant? The track &lt;b&gt;Fly Into the Sun&lt;/b&gt; is probably the best example of that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The earth is weeping, the sky is shaking&lt;br /&gt;the stars split to their core&lt;br /&gt;And every proton and unnamed neutron&lt;br /&gt;is fusing in my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an unnamed mammal is darkly rising&lt;br /&gt;as man burns from his tomb&lt;br /&gt;And I look at this as a blissful moment&lt;br /&gt;to fly into the sun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that -- it's all sciencey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3210529929916415710?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3210529929916415710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3210529929916415710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3210529929916415710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3210529929916415710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-song-great-album.html' title='Great song, great album'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6537665294378148194</id><published>2010-09-13T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:07:03.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of what people "know" is nonsense, and the rules based on that knowledge are fetters and hobbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein near as I can tell the exact phrase fetters and hobbles traces back to the 1933 Winston Churchill book about the Duke of Marlborough and Churchill might be referencing the Iliad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill James, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2266750/"&gt;America, Fuck Yeah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I myself am a stubborn, sometimes arrogant person who refuses to obey some of the rules that everybody else follows. I pay no attention to the rules of grammar. I write fragments if I goddamned well feel like it. I refuse to follow many of the principles of proper research that are agreed upon by the rest of the academic world. An editor said to me last year, "Well, you've earned the right to do things your own way." Bullshit; I was that way when I was 25. It has to do with following the rules that make sense to me and ignoring the ones that don't. It doesn't make me a bad person; it makes me who I am.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6537665294378148194?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6537665294378148194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6537665294378148194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6537665294378148194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6537665294378148194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/lot-of-what-people-know-is-nonsense-and.html' title='A lot of what people &quot;know&quot; is nonsense, and the rules based on that knowledge are fetters and hobbles'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6134357090428356553</id><published>2010-09-13T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:12:00.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course he is</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein filed under possible first lines for future novel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, the &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2010/09/13/exploding-sauerkraut.html"&gt;nonexploding variety&lt;/a&gt; scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Katz, a long term HIV/AIDS survivor who lives on a queer intentional community in Tennessee, is a "fermentation fetishist."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6134357090428356553?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6134357090428356553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6134357090428356553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6134357090428356553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6134357090428356553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-course-he-is.html' title='Of course he is'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-9165508522047752259</id><published>2010-09-12T08:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T08:16:36.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year, another audition</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein now up to 5 hours of dance lessons a week&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Child's first ballet class there was this shy 12-year old student assistant. This fall she was accepted as an apprentice with the San Francisco Ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clips from the San Francisco Ballet's version of &lt;b&gt;The Nutcracker&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odY2oGl0Vy4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odY2oGl0Vy4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-9165508522047752259?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/9165508522047752259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=9165508522047752259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9165508522047752259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9165508522047752259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-year-another-audition.html' title='Another year, another audition'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1849899098154432919</id><published>2010-09-10T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T21:17:02.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quoted</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein So&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognize this documentary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is really wonderful. If we go along with you and lie our asses off, the world of truth and ideals is, er, protected. But if we don't want to take part in some giant rip-off of yours then somehow or other we're managing to ruin the country. You're pretty good, Jim. I'll give you that.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, how about this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Taxman: You just docked.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consumer: I has.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Taxman: Ah ha, let's see here, that'll be 25 cents docking tax.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consumer: What for?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Taxman: Where's your sea craft?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consumer: It ain't no sea craft, it's me dinghy and it's under the wharf.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Taxman: Ah ha. aah-ha. This your goods?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consumer: They is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Taxman: Yeah. You're new in town right?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consumer: If you call this a town, yes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Taxman: Well, first of all, there's 17 cents new in town tax, and there's 45 cents rowboat-under-the-wharf tax, and one dollar leaving-your-junk-lying-around-the-wharf tax, so all together, you owe the Commodore $1.87.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consumer: Uh, who's this Commodore?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Taxman: Is the nature of question? There's a nickel question tax. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1849899098154432919?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1849899098154432919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1849899098154432919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1849899098154432919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1849899098154432919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/quoted.html' title='Quoted'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7806691543753928384</id><published>2010-09-10T02:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T02:16:00.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BRUTAL IS WHAT I WANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein AND DON’T THINK SOME FOOTAGE FROM 10 YEARS AGO WILL CUT IT EITHER GRANDPA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popehat.com/2010/09/09/i-was-once-in-this-band-called-metal-warriors-it-was-awesome/#more-9449"&gt;Just a drummer looking for a guitar player&lt;/a&gt;. His needs are few, but exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNBWk_jIbWo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNBWk_jIbWo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7806691543753928384?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7806691543753928384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7806691543753928384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7806691543753928384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7806691543753928384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/brutal-is-what-i-want.html' title='BRUTAL IS WHAT I WANT'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5564569652871029922</id><published>2010-09-09T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:48:57.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the man</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein ask the birds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QW73R4ox0m4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QW73R4ox0m4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5564569652871029922?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5564569652871029922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5564569652871029922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5564569652871029922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5564569652871029922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-man.html' title='I am the man'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5998244270062860969</id><published>2010-09-09T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:38:00.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein Slate asks &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2265969/"&gt;How many uses are there for a dead body&lt;/a&gt; but comes no where close to answering the question&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fertilizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Souvenirs&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5998244270062860969?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5998244270062860969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5998244270062860969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5998244270062860969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5998244270062860969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5922439758914660315</id><published>2010-09-08T20:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:39:48.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Norcal margarita...better drinking with science!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I'll be drinking this while reading Robb Wolf's book at and on the beach&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://robbwold.com"&gt;Robb Wolf&lt;/a&gt; has discussed his margarita in his podcast, but for the full recipe and scientificated breakdown go &lt;a href="http://nick.zadrozny.com/post/318559399/the-norcal-margarita"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This drink is wonderful, for a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tequila is delicous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tequila is fermented agave juice, which makes it gluten- or and starch-free. Gluten, as nutrition geeks know, is a gut irritant and just generally bad stuff, and starches are way too dense with unnecessary carbs. Rum could likewise work well here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lime juice blunts the insulin response of the alcohol, maintaining your precious and hard-earned insulin sensitivity.&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Or watch Robb Wolf explain it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMY98_OJB4Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMY98_OJB4Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5922439758914660315?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5922439758914660315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5922439758914660315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5922439758914660315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5922439758914660315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/norcal-margaritabetter-drinking-with.html' title='The Norcal margarita...better drinking with science!'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5360123750797419677</id><published>2010-09-07T22:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:13:18.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one damn chapter in</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein fan hate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made the mistake of checking out the forums for the &lt;b&gt;Mongoliad&lt;/b&gt; and people are already trying to figure out who is the Enoch Root character. Gah, must stop reading gooberish rantings of hyperfans. Browncoats almost ruined &lt;b&gt;Serenity&lt;/b&gt;, these guys are bound to destroy something before it has a chance to actually become something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5360123750797419677?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5360123750797419677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5360123750797419677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5360123750797419677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5360123750797419677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/only-one-damn-chapter-in.html' title='Only one damn chapter in'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8611500870956235751</id><published>2010-09-07T21:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:42:00.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait, AOL still exists?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I premorsed an entire company&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slashfood.com/2010/08/31/kfc-vs-popeyes-our-own-blind-taste-test/"&gt;AOL was always kinda dumb&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Final Count: KFC 24 vs. Popeyes 9&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8611500870956235751?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8611500870956235751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8611500870956235751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8611500870956235751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8611500870956235751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/wait-aol-still-exists.html' title='Wait, AOL still exists?'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1865151876571454323</id><published>2010-09-05T06:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T06:26:48.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When our story comes to be told we do not know who will have the telling of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein 5:30am Sunday morning and I'm drinking Darjeeling tea eating strawberry pineapple pie and reading Kipling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telelib.com/words/authors/K/KiplingRudyard/prose/BookOfWords/literature.html"&gt;Rudyard Kipling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is an ancient legend which tells us that when a man first achieved a most notable deed he wished to explain to his Tribe what he had done. As soon as he began to speak, however, he was smitten with dumbness, he lacked words, and sat down. Then there arose—according to the story—a masterless man, one who had taken no part in the action of his fellow, who had no special virtues, but who was afflicted—that is the phrase—with the magic of the necessary word. He saw; he told; he described the merits of the notable deed in such a fashion, we are assured, that the words “became alive and walked up and down in the hearts of all his hearers”. Thereupon, the Tribe seeing that the words were certainly alive, and fearing lest the man with the words would hand down untrue tales about them to their children, took and killed him. But, later, they saw that the magic was in the words, not in the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have progressed in many directions since the time of this early and destructive criticism, but, so far, we do not seem to have found a sufficient substitute for the necessary word as the final record to which all achievement must look. Even to-day, when all is done, those who have done it must wait until all has been said by the masterless man with the words. It is certain that the overwhelming bulk of those words will perish in the future as they have perished in the past; but it is true that a minute fraction will continue to exist, and by the light of these words, and by that light only, will our children be able to judge of the phases of our generation. Now we desire beyond all things to stand well with our children; but when our story comes to be told we do not know who will have the telling of it. We are too close to the tellers; there are many tellers and they are all talking together; and, even if we know them, we must not kill them. But the old and terrible instinct which taught our ancestors to kill the original story-teller warns us that we shall not be far wrong if we challenge any man who shows signs of being afflicted with the magic of the necessary word. May not this be the reason why, without any special legislation on its behalf, Literature has always stood a little outside the law as the one calling that is absolutely free — free in the sense that it needs no protection? For instance, if, as occasionally happens, a Judge makes a bad law, or a surgeon a bad operation, or a manufacturer makes bad food, criticism upon their actions is by law and custom confined to comparatively narrow limits. But if a man, as occasionally happens, makes a book, there is no limit to the criticism that may be directed against it. And this is perfectly as it should be. The world recognises that little things like bad law, bad surgery, and bad food, affect only the cheapest commodity that we know about—human life. Therefore, in these circumstances, men can afford to be swayed by pity for the offender, by interest in his family, by fear, or loyalty, or respect for the organisation he represents, or even by a desire to do him justice. But when the question is of words—words that may become alive and walk up and down in the hearts of the hearers—it is then that this world of ours, which is disposed to take an interest in its future, feels instinctively that it is better that a thousand innocent people should be punished rather than that one guilty word should be preserved, carrying that which is an untrue tale of the Tribe. The chances, of course, are almost astronomically remote that any given tale will survive for so long as it takes an oak to grow to timber size. But that guiding instinct warns us not to trust to chance a matter of the supremest concern. In this durable record, if anything short of indisputable and undistilled truth be seen there, we all feel, “How shall our achievements profit us?” The Record of the Tribe is its enduring literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic of Literature lies in the words, and not in any man. Witness, a thousand excellent, strenuous words can leave us quite cold or put us to sleep, whereas a bare half-hundred words breathed upon by some man in his agony, or in his exaltation, or in his idleness, ten generations ago, can still lead whole nations into and out of captivity, can open to us the doors of the three worlds, or stir us so intolerably that we can scarcely abide to look at our own souls. It is a miracle—one that happens very seldom. But secretly each one of the masterless men with the words has hope, or has had hope, that the miracle may be wrought again through him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech at Royal Academy Dinner, May 6, 1906&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1865151876571454323?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1865151876571454323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1865151876571454323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1865151876571454323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1865151876571454323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-our-story-comes-to-be-told-we-do.html' title='When our story comes to be told we do not know who will have the telling of it'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4070733553303478300</id><published>2010-09-04T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:19:12.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's cool...whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein repeat multiple times a day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHEk564KTUs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHEk564KTUs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4070733553303478300?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4070733553303478300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4070733553303478300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4070733553303478300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4070733553303478300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/thats-coolwhatever.html' title='That&apos;s cool...whatever'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-913780550002301350</id><published>2010-09-04T12:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T06:04:39.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sick and tired of Betty White being on my TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein that is all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't funny, never was funny. Wasn't funny on Saturday Night Live, wasn't funny on Golden Girls (in her defense, neither was anyone else), wasn't funny on Mary Tyler Moore, wasn't funny on Password.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-913780550002301350?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/913780550002301350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=913780550002301350&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/913780550002301350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/913780550002301350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-amd-sick-and-tired-of-betty-white.html' title='I am sick and tired of Betty White being on my TV'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7966144115209475864</id><published>2010-08-18T18:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T18:51:05.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Should be Institutionalized</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein this lady performs the almost impossible feat of making Starbucks the sympathetic party&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language Log &lt;a href="http://languagelog.ldc.upenn.edu/nll/?p=2560"&gt;coverage for the story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes I try to order food&lt;br /&gt;And it just doesn't work out the way I want it to.&lt;br /&gt;And I get real frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I try hard to do it&lt;br /&gt;And I take my time&lt;br /&gt;But it just doesn't work out the way I want it to.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I concentrate on it real hard,&lt;br /&gt;But it just doesn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;And everything I do and everything I try,&lt;br /&gt;It never turns out!&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I need time to figure these things out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There's always someone there going,&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Lynne, you know, We've been noticing you refuse to specify butter or cheese.&lt;br /&gt;You should maybe get away, And like, maybe you should talk about it, You'd feel a lot better."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I go, "I want my multigrain bagel!”&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone, I'll figure it out you know. I'm just working on myself."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And they go, "Well, You're not going to get anything unless you say butter or cheese;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here ya know, And you'll probably feel a lot better if ya just said butter or cheese, So why dontcha just say it?!"&lt;br /&gt;I go, " Linguistically, it's stupid, and I'm a stickler for correct English.  I want my multigrain bagel"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But they just keep buggin' me,&lt;br /&gt;They just keep buggin' me&lt;br /&gt;And it builds up inside!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So you're gonna be institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;You won't have any say&lt;br /&gt;They'll brainwash you until you see their way&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who's crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is driving me crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They stuck me in an institution&lt;br /&gt;Said it was the only solution&lt;br /&gt;To give me the needed professional help&lt;br /&gt;To protect me from my enemy, Starbucks&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Uh - I was in my classroom&lt;br /&gt;And I was just like staring at the wall thinking 'bout everything&lt;br /&gt;But then again I was thinking about nothing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And then the Dean came in,&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even know she was there.&lt;br /&gt;She called my name&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't hear her.&lt;br /&gt;Then she started screaming, "Lynne, Lynne!"&lt;br /&gt;And I go, "What? What's the matter?"&lt;br /&gt;She goes, "What's the matter with you?!"&lt;br /&gt;I go, "There's nothin' wrong Dean."&lt;br /&gt;She goes, "Don't tell me that, you're on drugs!"&lt;br /&gt;I go, "No Dean, I'm just low on fiber.&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay, I'm just thinking, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't ya give me a multigrain bagel?"&lt;br /&gt;She goes, "No, you're on drugs!"&lt;br /&gt;I go, "Dean, I'm okay, I'm low on fiber."&lt;br /&gt;She goes, "No, you're not low on fiber, you're on drugs!&lt;br /&gt;Normal people don't act in that way!"&lt;br /&gt;I go, "Dean, just give me a multigrain bagel please,&lt;br /&gt;All I want is a multigrain bagel."&lt;br /&gt;And she wouldn't give it to me!&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was a multigrain bagel!&lt;br /&gt;Just one multigrain bagel!&lt;br /&gt;And she wouldn't give it to me!&lt;br /&gt;Just a multigrain bagel!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They give you a white shirt with long sleeves&lt;br /&gt;Tied around your back, you're treated like thieves&lt;br /&gt;Drug you up because they're lazy&lt;br /&gt;It's too much work to help a crazy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who's crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is driving me crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They stuck me in an institution&lt;br /&gt;Said it was the only solution&lt;br /&gt;To give me the needed professional help&lt;br /&gt;To protect me from my enemy, Starbucks&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in my room.&lt;br /&gt;And the board of trustees came in.&lt;br /&gt;So they pull up a chair and they sat down.&lt;br /&gt;They go, "Lynne, we need to talk to you."&lt;br /&gt;And I go, "Okay, what's the matter?"&lt;br /&gt;They go, "Me and your Dean,&lt;br /&gt;We've been noticing lately you've been having a lot of problems,&lt;br /&gt;And you've been going off for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;And we're afraid you're gonna hurt somebody,&lt;br /&gt;We're afraid you're gonna hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided that it would be in your best interest&lt;br /&gt;If we put you somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Where you could get the help that you need."&lt;br /&gt;And I go, "Wait! What are ya talking about?!&lt;br /&gt;We decided?!&lt;br /&gt;My best interest?!&lt;br /&gt;How do you know what my best interest is!&lt;br /&gt;How can you say what my best interest is!&lt;br /&gt;And what are ya trying ta say, I'm crazy?!&lt;br /&gt;When I ate your school lunches!&lt;br /&gt;I went to your church potlucks!&lt;br /&gt;I went to your institutional learning mixers with those misogynist mini-sausages on toothpicks!&lt;br /&gt;So how can ya say I'm crazy?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say they're gonna fix my brain&lt;br /&gt;Alleviate my suffering and my pain&lt;br /&gt;But by the time they fix my head&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, I'll be dead&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who's crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is driving me crazy - Institutionalized&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They stuck me in an institution&lt;br /&gt;Said it was the only solution&lt;br /&gt;To give me the needed professional help&lt;br /&gt;To protect me from my enemy, Starbucks&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;...Doesn't matter I'll probably get hit by a food cart anyway&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UuOmsGXznHU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UuOmsGXznHU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7966144115209475864?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7966144115209475864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7966144115209475864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7966144115209475864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7966144115209475864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/08/should-be-institutionalized.html' title='Should be Institutionalized'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2752342049842425609</id><published>2010-08-11T21:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:44:17.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebus'/><title type='text'>Musical rebus #13</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein Vespers is a hint for the second image&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TGNRxNJkbuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/I16pM2nkfO8/s1600/rebus13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TGNRxNJkbuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/I16pM2nkfO8/s400/rebus13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504333075362115298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2752342049842425609?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2752342049842425609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2752342049842425609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2752342049842425609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2752342049842425609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/08/musical-rebus-13.html' title='Musical rebus #13'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TGNRxNJkbuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/I16pM2nkfO8/s72-c/rebus13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5574073591964021179</id><published>2010-07-09T16:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:48:27.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Letter to Potential Employees from Cavaliers Majority Owner Dan Gilbert</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein not really by him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TDeLA4NVnOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/uTmM3EYz-B4/s1600/openletter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TDeLA4NVnOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/uTmM3EYz-B4/s400/openletter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492011117806197986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5574073591964021179?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5574073591964021179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5574073591964021179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5574073591964021179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5574073591964021179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/07/open-letter-to-potential-employees-from.html' title='Open Letter to Potential Employees from Cavaliers Majority Owner Dan Gilbert'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TDeLA4NVnOI/AAAAAAAAAbU/uTmM3EYz-B4/s72-c/openletter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1294871434538788562</id><published>2010-07-02T19:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:44:32.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When you just want to watch for goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein doesn't include the Paraguay-Japan shootout or the Uruguay-Ghana shootout&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st half = 46 goals with an average time of 24-25 minutes&lt;br /&gt;2nd half = 62 goals with an average time of 26-27 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TC55xh-S4AI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MIYVLLKaUCA/s1600/worldcupscoring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TC55xh-S4AI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MIYVLLKaUCA/s400/worldcupscoring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489458887651418114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1294871434538788562?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1294871434538788562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1294871434538788562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1294871434538788562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1294871434538788562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you-just-want-to-watch-for-goals.html' title='When you just want to watch for goals'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/TC55xh-S4AI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MIYVLLKaUCA/s72-c/worldcupscoring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4009899846645613228</id><published>2010-05-25T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:25:00.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/coasting"&gt;defined&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;b&gt;to proceed easily without special application of effort or concern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://thefastertimes.com/baseballbythenumbers/2010/05/12/the-decline-and-decline-of-ken-griffey-jr/"&gt;What this guy says&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Griffey’s status as one of the all time great players remains secure but it is increasingly clear that it is based on a 12 year run in the beginning of his career.  Since then, he has been able to do little more than add to his counting numbers by sticking around for a decade as without having one full season where he was both healthy and good.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4009899846645613228?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4009899846645613228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4009899846645613228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4009899846645613228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4009899846645613228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/05/coasting.html' title='Coasting'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7195348923384735252</id><published>2010-05-24T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:25:17.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He was close</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein it was predicted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metafilter.com/69889/Lost-On-an-island#2045379"&gt;March 14, 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love Locke. He's my favorite character on the show and always has been.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If it were me writing the show, the last season would end with Locke merging with the Smoke Monster like Leto at the end of Children of Dune. He'd be walking around 20 feet tall and shooting lighting bolts out of his eyes and fighting polar bears with his bare hands.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I've rapidly lost interest with every episode this season. Actually, ever since they spun the frozen donkey wheel and started galivanting through time and space my ability to care became another victim of the speeding bus no one saw coming. So to say I was disappointed in the finale would be to admit I still had any type of expectations. And I didn't. I watched it, it's over, that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7195348923384735252?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7195348923384735252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7195348923384735252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7195348923384735252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7195348923384735252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/05/he-was-close.html' title='He was close'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6709945403201739718</id><published>2010-04-13T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:59:00.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe this one will be posted in a timely manner</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein total time spent was 83 seconds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cloud&lt;br /&gt;2. The guy who couldn't carry Leno's jock strap, Conan O'Brien&lt;br /&gt;3. Al Kooper&lt;br /&gt;4. time zones&lt;br /&gt;5. How to train your dragon. Excellent movie, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;6. Andre the Giant? But 1978 seems a little late for that. Probably some other, younger, wrassler.&lt;br /&gt;7. Dead skunk in the middle of the road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6709945403201739718?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6709945403201739718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6709945403201739718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6709945403201739718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6709945403201739718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/04/maybe-this-one-will-be-posted-in-timely.html' title='Maybe this one will be posted in a timely manner'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2097725305644538225</id><published>2010-04-10T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T16:09:00.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Proving that getting repeatedly beaten in the head by pointy objects is absolutely no deterrent to a labrador at play"</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein video&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.metafilter.com/90545/Super-Sayan-Spinning-Front-Hoof-Attack"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy this comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I also like that move around 3:45 where the deer is all like "chase me!" and the dog is say "ok go!" and the deer goes mmmrrrrrrwwwwwwooooooooonnnnnn like really fast and the dog is all chasing chasing and the deer looks back and is like "oh shit that dog is close" and then he justfuckingturnsright like a goddamn tron light cycle and the dog is left going "oh whoa, turnin' right, comin' round, watch out, right turn coming up". so that part is pretty cool.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2097725305644538225?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2097725305644538225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2097725305644538225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2097725305644538225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2097725305644538225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/04/proving-that-getting-repeatedly-beaten.html' title='&quot;Proving that getting repeatedly beaten in the head by pointy objects is absolutely no deterrent to a labrador at play&quot;'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4008885839717716426</id><published>2010-04-08T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:11:00.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week's</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein it's traditional to give bridesmaids and groomsmen gift why aren't pallbearers given gifts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Probably one of the 3 Stooges.&lt;br /&gt;2. ballet. Usually not men, but &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aIQyZo1PeFA"&gt;sometimes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Socrates&lt;br /&gt;4. Law and Order&lt;br /&gt;5. seaweed&lt;br /&gt;6. ??&lt;br /&gt;7. ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4008885839717716426?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4008885839717716426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4008885839717716426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4008885839717716426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4008885839717716426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-weeks.html' title='This week&apos;s'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6055735876788437396</id><published>2010-04-07T21:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:10:00.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week's</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein This Isn't a Muscle is a band name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. esophagus (&lt;i&gt;pretty sure this isn't a muscle&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2. 86&lt;br /&gt;3. May Day (&lt;i&gt;but it's the middle of April, so must be something else&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;I was thinking of Paradise Lost, published in 1667, so only off by a decade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Alaska&lt;br /&gt;6. ??&lt;br /&gt;7. ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6055735876788437396?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6055735876788437396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6055735876788437396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6055735876788437396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6055735876788437396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-weeks.html' title='Last week&apos;s'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1007985594698887800</id><published>2010-03-26T18:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T18:56:47.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein now with new content&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raspberry&lt;br /&gt;niger and congo&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;dumped Tiger&lt;br /&gt;Queen Section&lt;br /&gt;moving&lt;br /&gt;schwa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1007985594698887800?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1007985594698887800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1007985594698887800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1007985594698887800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1007985594698887800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/03/almost-forget.html' title='Almost forget'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8463626820427048162</id><published>2010-03-19T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:08:00.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffett's Top 10 Investing Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I would never say he's lazy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Margarita mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;shark hats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parrot hats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attractive backup singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Restaurant chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;minor league baseball teams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Landshark beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biloxi casino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gullibility of fans willing to buy anything with his name on it, despite the fact he's been coasting on moderate talent for over 20 years&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8463626820427048162?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8463626820427048162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8463626820427048162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8463626820427048162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8463626820427048162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/03/buffetts-top-10-investing-secrets.html' title='Buffett&apos;s Top 10 Investing Secrets'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3995207284757703398</id><published>2010-03-10T20:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:29:48.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Banzai charges don't work</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein another Neal Stephenson quote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I see that Moe Lane (&lt;i&gt;why, is there grass there?&lt;/i&gt;) writes (and links to &lt;b&gt;Cryptonomicon&lt;/b&gt;): &lt;i&gt;*Or a Banzai charge, of course: but as Neal Stephenson once noted, the interesting thing about Banzai charges is that THEY DON’T WORK.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If by "once noted" he means Stephenson wrote a book that contained a character that said banzai charges don't work, then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For us, living or dying is not the important thing," Goto Dengo says.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Tell me something I didn't fucking already know!" Shaftoe says. Even winning battles isn't important to you. Is it?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Goto Dengo looks the other way, shamefaced.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Haven't you guys figured out yet that banzai charges DON'T FUCKING WORK?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"All of the people who learned that were killed in banzai charges," Goto Dengo says.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As if on cue, the Nips in the left field dugout begin screaming "Banzai!" and charge, as one, out onto the field. Shaftoe puts his eye up to a bullet hole in the wall and watches them stumbling across the infield with fixed bayonets. Their leader clambers up the pitcher's mound as if he's going to plant a flag there, and takes a slug in the middle of his face. His men are being dismantled all around him by thoughtfully placed rifle slugs from the Huks' dugout. Urban warfare is not the metier of the Hukbalahaps, but calmly slaughtering banzai-charging Nipponese is old hat. One of the Nips actually manages to crawl all the way to the first base coach's box. Then a few pounds of meat come flying out of his back and he relaxes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Shaftoe turns to see that Goto Dengo is aiming a revolver at him. He chooses to ignore this for a moment. "See what I mean?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I have seen it many times before."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Then why aren't you dead?" Shaftoe asks the question with all due flippancy, but it has a terrible effect on Goto Dengo. His face scrunches up and he begins to cry. "Aw, shit. You pull a gun on me and start bawling at the same time? How unfair can you get? Why don't you kick some fucking dirt in my eyes while you're at it?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3995207284757703398?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3995207284757703398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3995207284757703398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3995207284757703398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3995207284757703398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/03/banzai-charges-dont-work.html' title='Banzai charges don&apos;t work'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5301568796930651430</id><published>2010-03-09T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:04:00.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. circus&lt;br /&gt;2. banana&lt;br /&gt;3. nixon. oops, off by almost a couple hundred years.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mikey&lt;br /&gt;5. An economist at a dinner party&lt;br /&gt;6. Euphrates and ??&lt;br /&gt;7. allergic to oranges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5301568796930651430?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5301568796930651430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5301568796930651430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5301568796930651430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5301568796930651430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3039653863150626762</id><published>2010-03-09T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:41:00.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Open carry</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein it's been awhile since I last dropped a Neal Stephenson quote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at Reason, &lt;a href="http://reason.com/blog/2010/03/08/put-that-thing-away"&gt;you can read about&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One goal of the "open carry" movement, The New York Times notes, is to encourage liberalization of concealed carry laws. California, for instance, is one of nine states where concealed carry permits are issued at the discretion of local officials, which often means that only the politically connected receive permission to discreetly pack heat. But California law (PDF) allows you to openly carry an unloaded gun without a permit, provided you are outside of designated "gun-free" zones. Hence the holstered coffee drinkers letting it all hang out at Starbucks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, of course, reminds me of this scene from Neal Stephenson's &lt;b&gt;Cryptonomicon&lt;/b&gt;. While Randy sits in the Mcdonald's parking lot, across the street from Novus Ordo Seclorum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In  the  lot  of the  24 Jam, Mike  or  Mark  has  joined  three  other elvish looking sorts in  black cowboy  hats  and  bandannas,  whom  Randy can identify  based  on  the  length  and color of  their ponytails and  beards. There's Stu, a Berkeley grad student who  is somehow mixed up in  Avi's HEAP project, and  Phil, who  invented a major programming language  a couple  of years ago and goes helicopter skiing in his spare time, and Craig, who knows everything there is to know about  encrypted credit card transactions on the Net and is  a devotee of  traditional Nipponese archery. Some of  these guys are wearing long coats and some aren't. There  is a  lot  of Secret Admirers iconography: t-shirts bearing  the number 56,  which is a code for Yamamoto, or just  pictures  of Yamamoto himself, or big fat question  marks. They are having an energetic and very happy conversation though it looks a bit forced because, to a man, they are carrying long weapons out in plain sight. One of them has  a hunting  rifle, and each of the others is slinging a rudimentary looking gun with a banana clip sticking out of the  side.  Randy thinks, but is not sure, that these are HEAP guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene,  not surprisingly, has caught the attention of  the police, who have surrounded these four with squad cars,  and who are standing at the ready  with rifles  and  shotguns.  It  is an  oddity  of  the  law in  many jurisdictions that, while carrying (say) a concealed one shot  .22 derringer requires a license, openly  carrying (e.g.)  a big game  rifle  is perfectly legal.  Concealed weapons are  outlawed or at  least  heavily regulated, and unconcealed  ones  are not. So a lot of Secret Admirers who  tend to  be gun nuts have taken to going around conspicuously armed as a way of pointing out the absurdity of  those rules. Their point is this: who  gives a  shit about concealed weapons  anyway, since they are only useful for defending  oneself against assaults by  petty criminals,  which almost never happens? The  real reason the Constitution  provides  for the right to bear arms  is  defending oneself  against oppressive governments, and when  it  comes  to that,  your handgun is close to useless. So (according to  these guys) if  you are going to assert  your right to  keep and bear arms  you  should  do  it openly, by packing something really big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3039653863150626762?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3039653863150626762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3039653863150626762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3039653863150626762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3039653863150626762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/03/open-carry.html' title='Open carry'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2462550068808829965</id><published>2010-02-24T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:00:35.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating "Point Break"</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein what if was released in 2011 and not 1991&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really? This movie is almost twenty years old? That sucks. The first change we need to make is to update Pappas (Gary Busey) from a Vietnam vet to a Gulf War vet. Simple. For the biggest change I'll excerpt part of the &lt;a href="http://www.godamongdirectors.com/scripts/pointbreak.txt"&gt;script&lt;/a&gt; and highlight my changes in red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut to the end of the football game at the beach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The other surfers run up.  Who's this newcomer that just&lt;br /&gt;centerpunched their main man?  Industrial strength tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        ROACH&lt;br /&gt;         The fuck you doin' man?!  You&lt;br /&gt;         fuckin' crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodhi flashes a million dollar smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        BODHI&lt;br /&gt;         Chill, brah.  You know who this is?&lt;br /&gt;         Johnny Utah.  Ohio State, all-&lt;br /&gt;         conference.&lt;br /&gt;                 (to Utah)&lt;br /&gt;         Rose Bowl three years ago.  Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny nods.  Tyler looks at him -- no shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        ROACH&lt;br /&gt;         Johnny fuckin' Utah!  Fuckin'-A!&lt;br /&gt;         Yeah, I remember that game, man.&lt;br /&gt;         You were on-fire.  They could not&lt;br /&gt;         stop your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        GROMMET&lt;br /&gt;         Radical!  Head-butt, dude!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny gestures "Please no".&lt;br /&gt;Enthused by the concept, Grommet turns to Nathaniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        GROMMET&lt;br /&gt;         Head-butt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do.  Their foreheads CRACK together.  They stumble&lt;br /&gt;backwards in giddy euphoria.  Nathaniel laughs like Pee&lt;br /&gt;Wee Herman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        BODHI&lt;br /&gt;         Something happened.  You got nuked&lt;br /&gt;         in the last quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        UTAH&lt;br /&gt;         Yeah, my knee got folded about 90&lt;br /&gt;         degrees the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        BODHI&lt;br /&gt;         And that's why you never went pro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        UTAH&lt;br /&gt;         Two years of surgery.  I missed my&lt;br /&gt;         window.  Limped through law school&lt;br /&gt;         instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        BODHI&lt;br /&gt;         Mmm.  A lawyer, huh?&lt;br /&gt;                 (like it's a disease)&lt;br /&gt;         Too bad.  But at least you're&lt;br /&gt;         surfing now.  So your life's not&lt;br /&gt;         over yet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        UTAH&lt;br /&gt;         Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the bonfire, later that night. Roach is looking at his iPhone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, Bodhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BODHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, Roach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;According to his wiki page, Johnny Utah joined the FBI after graduating from law school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE STARES AT UTAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INT.  FEDERAL BUILDING - 16TH FLOOR - DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBI agents are watching the morning news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TV BROADCAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;An unidentified surfer washed up on shore this morning. Authorities are calling it an accidental drowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLOSE UP OF A DEAD AND WATERLOGGED UTAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2462550068808829965?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2462550068808829965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2462550068808829965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2462550068808829965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2462550068808829965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/02/updating-point-break.html' title='Updating &quot;Point Break&quot;'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2051302648769162006</id><published>2010-02-16T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:53:00.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Springsteen is teh sux'/><title type='text'>Lame title</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein lamer digression&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. butterflies; also Appendixes H-J of the Kama Sutra&lt;br /&gt;2. Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;3. no clue&lt;br /&gt;4. Rooster&lt;br /&gt;5. oh, the Rangers&lt;br /&gt;6. no clue&lt;br /&gt;7. All are more interesting than Bruuuuuce Springsteen. But he said "unusual distinction," so I withdraw my answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2051302648769162006?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2051302648769162006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2051302648769162006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2051302648769162006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2051302648769162006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/02/lame-title.html' title='Lame title'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1156553270984394092</id><published>2010-02-13T13:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:56:19.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein just didn't get around to posting the previous two weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That show about women and shoes and sex and cities. I never saw it.&lt;br /&gt;2. goats&lt;br /&gt;3. unobtanium&lt;br /&gt;4. Oklahoma and Missouri&lt;br /&gt;5. South Africa&lt;br /&gt;6. Richard Petty&lt;br /&gt;7. something about a mop bucket left on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BONUS TRIVIA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What slightly unusual distinction do Patrick McGoohan, Dean Jones, Ken Berry, and Drew Barrymore share? &lt;i&gt;Topic is movies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do these guys have in common: Urban Dance Squad, Robyn Hitchcock, Louis Prima, Warren Zevon? &lt;i&gt;Topic is song titles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1156553270984394092?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1156553270984394092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1156553270984394092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1156553270984394092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1156553270984394092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/02/late-trivia.html' title='Late trivia'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2910466884671448857</id><published>2010-01-23T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:03:00.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A review of James Cameron directed films</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein seen and unseen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1978, &lt;b&gt;Xenogenesis&lt;/b&gt;. Never heard of it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1981, &lt;b&gt;Piranha II: The Spawning&lt;/b&gt;. Haven't seen it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1984, &lt;b&gt;The Terminator&lt;/b&gt;. Watched in the theater flummoxed I was enjoying an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1986, &lt;b&gt;Aliens&lt;/b&gt;. Wonderful action movie. I prefer the claustrophobic suspense of the first, but it's a close call.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1989, &lt;b&gt;The Abyss&lt;/b&gt;. As a whole, not that good. But there are moments of greatness. Not a fan of the ending, especially the "aliens are here to save sucky humanity" director's cut version.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1991, &lt;b&gt;Terminator 2: Judgment Day&lt;/b&gt;. Pretty good sequel.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1994, &lt;b&gt;True Lies&lt;/b&gt;. Stupid and insulting.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1997, &lt;b&gt;Titanic&lt;/b&gt;. Never saw it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 2009, &lt;b&gt;Avatar&lt;/b&gt;. Haven't seen it. I kinda want to see it in a nice theater for the 3D effects, but I don't get out much and there's other movies I'd rather spend movie on. So 80% chance I'll miss this. One possibility: last year I watched all 5 OScar Best Picture nominees during the AMC theater marathon. I don't know if they're doing that this year or how it would work with ten movies, but, if nominated, that's probably my best chance of seeing it.&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Other movies of note involving James Cameron:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1979, &lt;b&gt;Rock 'n' Roll High School&lt;/b&gt;. Wiki lists his involvement as "other." Dumbass movie that still negatively colors my opinion of the Ramones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1981, &lt;b&gt;Escape from New York&lt;/b&gt;. Wiki lists his involvement as "other." Great movie with Kurt Russell doing the world's best Clint Eastwood impersonation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1991, &lt;b&gt;Point Break&lt;/b&gt;. Producer. Totally fun action movie. Only way to make it better would be to decartoon Gary Busey's character and add a smidgen of reality to the skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1995, &lt;b&gt;Strange Days&lt;/b&gt;. Writer and Producer. Loved it in the theater. Haven't seen it since 1995 and don't remember much about it.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2910466884671448857?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2910466884671448857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2910466884671448857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2910466884671448857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2910466884671448857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-of-james-cameron-directed-films.html' title='A review of James Cameron directed films'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-4562655406483965027</id><published>2010-01-22T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:38:00.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's a beautiful night... You can almost see the stars"</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein not a big fan of sushi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Repo_Man"&gt;Economic theory&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bud: Credit is a sacred trust. It's what our free society was founded on! Do you think they give a damn about their bills in Russia? [Otto does not answer] I said, "Do you think they give a damn about their bills in Russia?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Otto Maddox: They don't pay bills in Russia. It's all free.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bud: Free, my ass. What are you, a fuckin' Commie?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Otto Maddox: No, I ain't no Commie!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bud: I don't want no Commies in my car!... No Christians, either!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-4562655406483965027?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/4562655406483965027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=4562655406483965027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4562655406483965027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/4562655406483965027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-beautiful-night-you-can-almost-see.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a beautiful night... You can almost see the stars&quot;'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1065740860809598781</id><published>2010-01-21T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:37:00.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Playlist by Eric Puchner"</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I'm not sure if I'd read his stories but I'd listen to his mixtape&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Puchner, &lt;a href="http://papercuts.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/01/20/living-with-music-a-playlist-by-eric-puchner/"&gt;talking music&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The book is full of references to bands of that era, X and Black Flag and the Circle Jerks — I decided to use their real names, perhaps because I couldn’t imagine my own youth (or anyone else’s) without them. As a teenager, I spent half my life in record stores. This was back before the Internet, before Pitchfork and Pandora, when there was actually something called an “Alternative Music” section. You couldn’t hear the music on the radio, so the only way to find out if you liked a band was to buy their album. In order not to squander your allowance, you had to know which labels to buy from: SST, Slash, Homestead, Twin/Tone. This is how I discovered all the music that came to define my youth — not just Los Angeles bands like X and the Dream Syndicate but many others that, to my surprise, have since become household names: the Meat Puppets, Hüsker Dü, Sonic Youth, the Replacements.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1065740860809598781?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1065740860809598781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1065740860809598781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1065740860809598781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1065740860809598781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/playlist-by-eric-puchner.html' title='&quot;A Playlist by Eric Puchner&quot;'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5920629487118448349</id><published>2010-01-20T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:37:46.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TMQ absurdity</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein going out of his way to complain about the least annoying aspect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only Easterbrook understood the magical properties of &lt;i&gt;copy and paste&lt;/i&gt;, this &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=easterbrook/100112&amp;sportCat=nfl"&gt;entire paragraph&lt;/a&gt; could have been avoided:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Another Reason Old Media in Decline: Tuesday Morning Quarterback was a lifelong subscriber to Columbia Journalism Review until, a few years ago, the phone rang at 8 p.m. during a family Sunday dinner, and it was a CJR telemarketer calling to ask if I wanted to extend my subscription. Instead, I said with full righteous mettle, "Cancel my subscription!" Recently, e-mails from the magazine have been showing up in my mailbox. Most e-mail services offer a one-click unsubscribe option. Not Columbia Journalism Review, whose e-mails say, "To unsubscribe send a blank e-mail to leave-cjr-o-79934E@lists.jrn.columbia.edu." &lt;b&gt;The absurd length of the e-mail address is to discourage you from typing it out&lt;/b&gt;, or if you do, to make an error likely. This is an Internet variant of what TMQ calls the Voice Prompt Blockade -- those voice mail prompts which are designed to be impossible to get through.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5920629487118448349?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5920629487118448349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5920629487118448349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5920629487118448349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5920629487118448349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/tmq-absurdity.html' title='TMQ absurdity'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-842373154799724289</id><published>2010-01-19T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:05:51.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DUCKIE...COME OUT AND PLAAAAAAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein the one where Molly Ringwald and Jon Cryer star in the remake of the 1979 Walter Hill movie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://translate.google.com/?hl=en&amp;tab=nT#fi|en|"&gt;Finnish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 (yksi). Carthagessa&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2 (kaksi). Rintasyöpä.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3 (kolme). Katsotaanpa, heittämisestä tapahtumista on olemassa keihäs, frisbee, Giant kuulalaakeri ... on vasara Olympic nakata? Noudan vasara.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4 (neljä). SKAALA? Ei, en usko, että he olivat tarpeeksi johtaa näyttelijöitä. Designing Women kuulostaa paremmalta. Ja se oli parempi Näytä kuin oikean vastauksen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5 (viisi). Tiedä.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6 (kuusi). Synkronitehosteet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7 (seitsemän). Tiedä. Koska hän mainitsi Coldplay, täällä on hyvä haastattelu viimeisimmässä tuottaja, erittäin lahjakas &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/jan/17/brian-eno-interview-paul-morley"&gt;Brian Eno&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Zappa was important to me because I realised I didn't have to make music like he did. I might have made a lot of music like he did if he had not done it first and made me realise that I did not want to go there. I did not like his music but I am grateful that he did it. Sometimes you learn as much from the things you don't like as from the things you do like. The rejection side is as important as the endorsement part. You define who you are and where you are by the things that you know you are not. Sometimes that's all the information you have to go on. I'm not that kind of person. You don't quite know where you are but you find yourself in the space left behind by the things you've rejected."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-842373154799724289?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/842373154799724289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=842373154799724289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/842373154799724289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/842373154799724289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/duckiecome-out-and-plaaaaaay.html' title='DUCKIE...COME OUT AND PLAAAAAAY!'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1652334710041012451</id><published>2010-01-12T20:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:51:33.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Общая неточным переводом ответов</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;В которой в &lt;a href="http://translate.google.com/#ru|en|"&gt;русский&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. Французская Гвиана&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. Рединг? Макет? Печать? Издательская? Искусство? Этот вопрос является чрезвычайно расплывчатым. Verso является левая страница и ректо это право. Но есть, наверное, несколько общих развлечениях, который работал бы с этим.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. Если это не-антология, которая должна исключать Роберт Стэк неприкасаемых и ведущий Нераскрытые тайны. Нет ответа&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. Четырнадцать?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. Шанхай?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. Не знаю&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. Они все были сука-хлопнул Мэри Тайлер Мур. Факты.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1652334710041012451?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1652334710041012451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1652334710041012451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1652334710041012451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1652334710041012451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Общая неточным переводом ответов'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6551976019727006459</id><published>2010-01-06T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:33:00.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie promotion, no box office required</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I think it's about time to test out this Netflix thingy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2240458/entry/2240462/"&gt;Slate Movie Club&lt;/a&gt;, Roger Ebert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[Tilda Swinton]'s taken difficult or impossible roles. She's worked with free spirits like Sally Potter, Jim Jarmusch, Derek Jarman, Tim Roth, and Spike Jonze. She personally helped haul a "cinema wagon" across Scotland by rope to bring good movies to the outlands, and when she finally makes a flat-out terrific thriller, what happens? It grosses $64,000 in U.S. theatrical release. How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnolia gave it a shabby release. No promotion. I saw it on a screener before it opened at Facets Cinematheque here in Chicago. Dana, you thought Tilda was the year's best actress. I thought she was the year's best actress. The voters in IndieWIRE's annual poll thought she was the year's best actress. She won the Evening Standard best actress award. New York Times film critic Manohla Dargis wrote, "Ms. Swinton demands to be seen even when her character is on a self-annihilating bender so real that you can almost smell the stink rising off her. So I sat in my seat, cursed the screen and was grateful to watch an actress at the height of her expressive power claw toward greatness." When Manohla gets like that I almost want to move over a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But-who in America saw the film? Most critics didn't. Certainly not enough to win her any big-city critics' awards. Is there an Oscar campaign? Don't make me laugh. What do we do, pals? Roll over and accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put Julia on my best of 2009 list and was startled by the unanimous agreement among the readers posting on my blog. Where and how had they seen it? Now we're getting to the intriguing part. Turns out it's an Instant Streamer on Netflix, included at no extra charge as part of every one of its 14 million subscriptions. What Magnolia did right was allowing this to happen. Just this year, streaming on Netflix has finally penetrated the moviegoing population. If you have good net service, they deliver an HD- or Blu-ray-quality picture-no glitches-and you can stream as many movies as you can see. So all of these people in Arkansas, Alaska, Vermont, and East Jesus have seen Julia, and they love it. Word of mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember back in the 1970s? (No, come to think of it, you don't.) Annie Hall became the lowest-grossing movie in history to win the Oscar for best picture; four Oscars in all. Trade experts called it "the first Oscar cable campaign." Cable TV was in its infancy, but most of the Academy visitors in Los Angeles subscribed to a plucky start-up called the X Channel, which screened the hell out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash-forward. Netflix has greater penetration than X Channel ever did. All voters have to do is click on the remote. They don't have to go out to a screening. They don't even have to sort through their Oscar screeners and put one in the DVD. If they watch Julia, they will see the year's best actress, and they may vote for her. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my crazy notion. With so many popular and critical voices behind it, maybe the Academy will arise from its slumber and vote outside the box for change. These could be the first Netflix Oscars.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6551976019727006459?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6551976019727006459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6551976019727006459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6551976019727006459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6551976019727006459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-promotion-no-box-office-required.html' title='Movie promotion, no box office required'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6566886958805194453</id><published>2010-01-05T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:33:08.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein back in the vinyl purchasing days I was an LP not a single person  However I did buy two 45 rpm records  One was Boogie Fever and the other was Theme From S.W.A.T.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoying and pointless block of text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. francis scott key 2. mules 3. I forgot about him 4. world's tallest building 5. barbershop quartets 6. mike vick 7. no clue. reading the second paragraph under History in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/S.W.A.T._(TV_series)"&gt;SWAT wiki&lt;/a&gt;, suggests a possible answer of "location never identified." This is confirmed by checking Hill and Malcolm.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6566886958805194453?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6566886958805194453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6566886958805194453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6566886958805194453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6566886958805194453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2010/01/youre-not-boss-of-me-now-and-youre-not.html' title='You&apos;re not the boss of me now, and you&apos;re not so big'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2005156551385828669</id><published>2009-12-26T16:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:52:00.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A decade: books I enjoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein huh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001: Ken Layne, &lt;i&gt;DOT.CON&lt;/i&gt;; Peter Reinhart, &lt;i&gt;The Bread Baker's Apprentice: Mastering the Art of Extraordinary Bread&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002: Po Bronson, &lt;i&gt;What Should I Do With My Life? &lt;/i&gt;; John Frederick Walker, &lt;i&gt;A Certain Curve of Horn: The Hundred-Year Quest for the Giant Sable Antelope of Angola&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 Michael Lewis, &lt;i&gt;Moneyball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004: Christopher Buckley, &lt;i&gt;Florence of Arabia&lt;/i&gt;; Barbara Feinberg, &lt;i&gt;Welcome to the Lizard Motel: Children, Stories, and the Mystery of Making Things Up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005: Daniel Coyle, &lt;i&gt;Lance Armstrong's War&lt;/i&gt;; Wendy Moore, &lt;i&gt;The Knife Man: Blood, Body Snatching, and the Birth of Modern Surgery&lt;/i&gt;; Sarah Vowell, &lt;i&gt;Assassination Vacation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006: Jason Bardi, &lt;i&gt;The Calculus Wars: Newton, Leibniz, and the Greatest Mathematical Clash of All Time&lt;/i&gt; Frank Portman, &lt;i&gt;King Dork&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007: Chris Rose, &lt;i&gt;1 Dead in Attic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009: Nick Hornby, &lt;i&gt;Juliet, Naked&lt;/i&gt;; Louis Maistros, &lt;i&gt;The Sound of Building Coffins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2005156551385828669?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2005156551385828669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2005156551385828669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2005156551385828669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2005156551385828669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/decade-books-i-enjoyed.html' title='A decade: books I enjoyed'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8947200018879197065</id><published>2009-12-23T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:02:23.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A decade: tv shows I enjoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein by debut year This looks pretty close though I'm sure I'm missing a couple&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2000&lt;/b&gt;: Malcolm in the Middle, Coupling (UK version, seasons 1-3; definitely &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; season 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2001&lt;/b&gt;: Samurai Jack, Pardon the Interruption, The Bernie Mac Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002&lt;/b&gt;: Firefly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2003&lt;/b&gt;: Mythbusters, Two and a Half Men, Arrested Development, Joan of Arcadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2004&lt;/b&gt;: Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2005&lt;/b&gt;: Rock Star: INXS, Deadliest Catch, The Colbert Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2006&lt;/b&gt;: Love Monkey, Thief, 30 Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007&lt;/b&gt;: The Riches, Big Bang Theory, Chuck, Reaper, Life, Pushing Daisies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2008&lt;/b&gt;: Life On Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2009&lt;/b&gt;Better Off Ted, Kings, Castle, Parks &amp; Recreation, Glee, Community, Modern Family, White Collar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8947200018879197065?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8947200018879197065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8947200018879197065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8947200018879197065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8947200018879197065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/decade-tv-shows-i-enjoyed.html' title='A decade: tv shows I enjoyed'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8739412086232248663</id><published>2009-12-22T21:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:24:53.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry gravmas to all</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein the &lt;a href="http://jamesphogan.com/misc/MerryGravmas.htm"&gt;explanation&lt;/a&gt; for that mentioned above in the title&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Including Marley, four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pittsburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Dreidel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Little Drummer Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Double-Double, animal style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Shoot out in a tree lot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8739412086232248663?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8739412086232248663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8739412086232248663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8739412086232248663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8739412086232248663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-gravmas-to-all.html' title='Merry gravmas to all'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-119222788288175461</id><published>2009-12-18T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:09:00.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A decade: music I enjoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein If a couple of these are off it's because I'm using the year listed in my iTunes catalog without verifying &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2000&lt;/b&gt;:  John Wesley Harding, &lt;i&gt;Confessions of St. Ace&lt;/i&gt;; Laura Love, &lt;i&gt;Fourteen Days&lt;/i&gt;; Sinéad O'Connor, &lt;i&gt;Faith and Courage&lt;/i&gt;; Zap Mama, &lt;i&gt;Seven&lt;/i&gt;; Kirsty MacColl, &lt;i&gt;Tropical Brainstorm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2001&lt;/b&gt;: Loudon Wainwright III, &lt;i&gt;Last Man on Earth&lt;/i&gt;; Nikka Costa, &lt;i&gt;Everybody Got Their Something&lt;/i&gt;; Poets Of Rhythm, &lt;i&gt;Discern/Define&lt;/i&gt;; Shirley Bassey, &lt;i&gt;The Remix Album&lt;/i&gt;; Tori Amos, &lt;i&gt;Strange Little Girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002&lt;/b&gt;:  Badly Drawn Boy, &lt;i&gt;About a Boy&lt;/i&gt;; Gordon Gano, &lt;i&gt;Hitting the Ground&lt;/i&gt;; Paul Westerberg, &lt;i&gt;Stereo&lt;/i&gt;; Peter Wolf, &lt;i&gt;Sleepless&lt;/i&gt;; Prudence Johnson, &lt;i&gt;Moon Country&lt;/i&gt;; Robyn Hitchcock, &lt;i&gt;Robyn Sings&lt;/i&gt;; Sharon Jones &amp; The Dap-Kings, &lt;i&gt;Dap-Dippin' With…&lt;/i&gt;; Whitefield Brothers, &lt;i&gt;In the Raw&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2003&lt;/b&gt;: Grandpaboy, &lt;i&gt;Dead Man Shake&lt;/i&gt;; soundtrack, &lt;i&gt;Wicked&lt;/i&gt;; Laura Love, &lt;i&gt;Welcome to Pagan Place&lt;/i&gt;; soundtrack, &lt;i&gt;The Triplets of Belleville&lt;/i&gt;; Paul Westerberg, &lt;i&gt;Come Feel Me Tremble&lt;/i&gt;; Petty Booka, &lt;i&gt;Let's Talk Dirty in Hawaiian&lt;/i&gt;; Richard Thompson, &lt;i&gt;1000 Years of Popular Music&lt;/i&gt;; Trailer Bride, &lt;i&gt;Hope is a Thing With Feathers&lt;/i&gt;; Voodoolulu, &lt;i&gt;meooow Royale&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2004&lt;/b&gt;: Har Mar Superstar, &lt;i&gt;The Handler&lt;/i&gt;; k.d. lang, &lt;i&gt;Hymns Of The 49th Parallel&lt;/i&gt;; The Muffs, &lt;i&gt;Really Really Happy&lt;/i&gt;; Patrice Pike, &lt;i&gt;Live at the Brushwood Lounge&lt;/i&gt;; Paul Westerberg, &lt;i&gt;Folker&lt;/i&gt;; PJ Harvey, &lt;i&gt;Uh Huh Her&lt;/i&gt;; Tangle Eye, &lt;i&gt;Alan Lomax's Southern Journey Remixed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2005&lt;/b&gt;:  Jack Johnson, &lt;i&gt;In Between Dreams&lt;/i&gt;; Mike Doughty, &lt;i&gt;Haughty Melodic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2006&lt;/b&gt;:  Amy Winehouse, &lt;i&gt;Back to Black&lt;/i&gt;; Bootsy Collins, &lt;i&gt;Christmas is 4 Ever&lt;/i&gt;; The Little Willies, &lt;i&gt;The Little Willies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007&lt;/b&gt;:  John Doe, &lt;i&gt;A Year in the Wilderness&lt;/i&gt;; Paul Cebar, &lt;i&gt;Tommorow Sound Now for Yes Music People&lt;/i&gt;; Rickie Lee Jones, &lt;i&gt;The Sermon On Exposition Boulevard&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2008&lt;/b&gt;: Abigail Washburn &amp; The Sparrow Quartet, &lt;i&gt;Abigail Washburn &amp; The Sparrow Quartet&lt;/i&gt;; Bob Mould, &lt;i&gt;District Line&lt;/i&gt;; Windmill, &lt;i&gt;Puddle City Racing Lights&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2009&lt;/b&gt;:  Mike Doughty, &lt;i&gt;Sad Man Happy Man&lt;/i&gt;; Neko Case, &lt;i&gt;Middle Cyclone&lt;/i&gt;; Robyn Hitchcock, &lt;i&gt;Goodnight Oslo&lt;/i&gt;; Wendy &amp; Lisa, &lt;i&gt;White Flags of Winter Chimneys&lt;/i&gt;; John Wesley Harding, &lt;i&gt;Who Was Changed and Who Was Dead&lt;/i&gt;; Pomplamoose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-119222788288175461?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/119222788288175461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=119222788288175461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/119222788288175461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/119222788288175461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/decade-music-i-enjoyed.html' title='A decade: music I enjoyed'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-1923669789527623220</id><published>2009-12-18T18:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:25:57.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I want Hurley to be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein three TV critics sitting around &lt;a href="http://featuresblogs.chicagotribune.com/entertainment_tv/2009/12/three-critics-talking-tv-part-1-lets-get-lost.html"&gt;talking about TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first section, most of the conversation is about &lt;b&gt;Lost&lt;/b&gt;. I'm agreeing with Sepinwall in hoping that Desmond, Penny, and baby Charlie make it to the end. And Hurley. He's the only original castaway I care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ryan: What do you guys personally want out of the last season? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poniewozik: Honestly, I don’t know if there’s anything that I particularly want. I want to be entertained and impressed. And I want to have some sense of why the island is important and why it was necessary that they all be there, if it was necessary that they all be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t necessarily need all the parts of that to add up. It’s not like there’s an outcome that I’m rooting for. I’d love to be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepinwall: There’s one outcome I am rooting for, and that is Desmond, Penny and baby Charlie have to be OK. If they [expletive] with them, I’m not going to be happy and that’s the only area. But beyond that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Yeah, I think I'm with you there. I think they probably know they cannot break our hearts with that. If they do, they will be dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepinwall: And I would like to know what Smokey is. They’ve teased that out so much that if they don’t answer that -- that I think would be disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poniewozik: It’s funny that the thing that you guys come to is Desmond and Penny and little Charlie. And not Kate and Jack and Sawyer, for instance. [But] some people have this idea that, for a show like this to be any good, should know exactly what it’s going to do from the beginning. You know -- have a map and follow the map militarily to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact is, it’s like a novel, it’s like writing and developing anything else, it's like making a movie -- if it doesn’t happen organically, if it doesn't come out of the characters, who are human beings and will surprise you and take you places that you didn’t expect to when it started out, it’s going to be [crap]. And therefore, [the show] has to allow for the possibility that things that the creators thought were going to happen in Season 1 just end up not happening at all. And some character who is down a hole at the beginning of the second season ends up having the relationship that is cared about most at the end.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-1923669789527623220?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/1923669789527623220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=1923669789527623220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1923669789527623220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/1923669789527623220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-i-want-hurley-to-be-happy.html' title='And I want Hurley to be happy'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7619617636565508032</id><published>2009-12-16T21:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:10:44.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A decade: movies I enjoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein for a better attempt go &lt;a href="http://immodestproposals.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-00s-2000-films-edition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://immodestproposals.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-00s-2001-films-edition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://immodestproposals.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-00s-2002-films-edition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;strike&gt;2003-2009 still to be done&lt;/strike&gt; his &lt;a href="http://immodestproposals.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-00s-list-of-films-list-editions.html"&gt;list of lists&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd watch these again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2000&lt;/b&gt;:  Bring it One, Chicken Run, Miss Congeniality, O Brother Where Art Thou?, Shanghai Noon, Unbreakable, Wonder Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2001&lt;/b&gt;: Bubble Boy, Enemy at the Gates, A Knight's Tale, Fellowship of the Ring, Moulin Rouge, Shaolin Soccer, Shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2002&lt;/b&gt;:  About a Boy, Bend it Like Beckham, Bubba Ho-Tep, Drumline, The Two Towers, Orange County, The Rookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2003&lt;/b&gt;:  The Core, Elf, Kill Bill Vol 1, Return of the King, Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2004&lt;/b&gt;:  Harold &amp; Kumar Go to White Castle, The Incredibles, Kill Bill Vol. 2, Mean Girls, Mr. 3000, National Treasure, Riding Giants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2005&lt;/b&gt;:  The Aristocrats, King Kong, Looking for Comedy in the Muslim World, The Matador, Nanny McPhee, Sin City, The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada, Wallace &amp; Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2006&lt;/b&gt;:  Stick It, The Illusionist, Stranger Than Fiction, Casino Royale, Thank You For Smoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007&lt;/b&gt;:  No Country for Old Men, Shrek the Third, Stardust, Surf's Up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2008&lt;/b&gt;:  Forgetting Sarah Marshall, Frost/Nixon, Slumdog Millionaire, Tropic Thunder, WALL-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2009&lt;/b&gt;:  Bandslam, Inglourious Basterds, &lt;i&gt;looking forward to Fantastic Mr. Fox, The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, Sherlock Holmes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7619617636565508032?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7619617636565508032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7619617636565508032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7619617636565508032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7619617636565508032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/decade-movies-i-enjoyed.html' title='A decade: movies I enjoyed'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-7554156955997659326</id><published>2009-12-15T19:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:01:52.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein it's been very foggy the last few days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll guess Steve Martin and someone else&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "Hunt For Red October" guy. Because...because I was thinking the CIA was in Langdon, VA, but instead it's in Langley, VA. I have no answer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't know. Of course there's a wiki page for this. I thought Cuba would be on this. I guess since the U.S. "leases" Guantanamo then it's not technically divided.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is the monster Cerberus? Is it cervix?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drowning&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;not even going to attempt this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-7554156955997659326?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/7554156955997659326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=7554156955997659326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7554156955997659326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/7554156955997659326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/ten-more-days.html' title='Ten more days'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-9123578675312653919</id><published>2009-12-11T04:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T04:00:01.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gretchen Rubin doesn't understand lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein everything that follow is extremely boring Extremely&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take a look at Gretchen Rubin's &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/blogs/blogs/happinessproject/archive/2009/12/02/eight-tips-to-know-if-you-re-being-boring.aspx"&gt;Eight Tips to Know If You're Being Boring&lt;/a&gt;. Having read a few of her previous articles and become highly annoyed by her uber-extroverted approach to happiness, I guessed I'd nail at least six items on her boring list. Unfortunately, this list was so poorly written I had to redo it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe a quick review of lists would help. First, from &lt;b&gt;Read Me First! A Style Guide for the Computer Industry&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lists are used to extract information from the paragraph format and to structure the information into an easier-to-read format....You do not want the reader to confuse a list with steps, which denote actions....Use [bulleted] lists when the entries are not dependent on the sequence in which you present them....make the list items parallel....Make sure that the items in a bulleted list are similar in value&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the &lt;b&gt;Chicago Manual of Style&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All items in a list should be syntactically alike....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first problem is this is not something that needs to be structured in a list. These are eight paragraphs with introductory headers. Or they could be paragraphs if she took the time and care to treat them equally. Her #1 is two sentences stating "this is boring." Her #5 is a journal of personal reflection concerning some anecdote about something while she scoffs her feet and stammers a bunch of "I suspect," and "In general," along with a "probably" and a "maybe." Also, if we can restructure these as paragraphs then we can do away with discussing whether there's a need to number them or does a bulleted list make more sense.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With that out of the way, the main problem is the lack of structure of the headings. Whether numbered, bulleted, in a table, or even chapter headings, parallel construction goes a long way towards keeping the reader focused on your message. Take the first two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeated,perfunctory responses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simple questions&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can probably figure out where she's going, but a more helpful, and &lt;i&gt;parallel&lt;/i&gt; structure would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeating perfunctory responses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking simple questions&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that better? Now you know the offense and if you want more detail you can read further.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now based on the introduction I'm expecting eight boring behaviors that are followed by an explanation for each. In a glancing fashion, skipping most context, I should be able to cruise through the topics -- yes, no, no, yes -- and come up with a score. Even in the original and uncorrected form, the first two work this way. Then there's third and fourth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Interruption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Request for clarification&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the first two were examples of being boring, I'm expecting the same here. I can understand interrupting but asking for clarification is being boring? Turns out that's not what she means. Rubin "thinks" interrupting is a good sign &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; that an interested person will ask for additional information. Fixing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeating perfunctory responses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking simple questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not interrupting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not asking for clarification&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have created a parallel construction problem by starting the first two with gerunds and the next two without, but at least the logical agreement is correct. Once we get all eight pointing in the same direction, then we can get down to nit-picking.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Numbers five, six, seven, and eight are also vague. However, "imbalance" offers even less of a clue where Rubin is going. Since I was burned by assuming that interrupting was bad, I'm not guess on what she thinks of talking time. Changing it to "Talking too much" would be a huge help.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Skipping ahead, here's my first draft rewrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeating perfunctory responses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking simple questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not interrupting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not asking for clarification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abruptly changing topics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slouching&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this boils down to displaying a lack of enthusiasm, failure to act interested, and assuming a posture of someone trying to escape. Again, Rubin is assuming the tyranny of the extroverted is pleasant behavior. These aren't signs that &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; are boring, they're signs you're doing a poor job covering up that you find your chit-chat partner to be boring. Relax, it's &lt;b&gt;their fault, not yours&lt;/b&gt;. Of course a large part of social interaction is pretending you care, but that can be another ill-thought out list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-9123578675312653919?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/9123578675312653919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=9123578675312653919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9123578675312653919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9123578675312653919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/gretchen-rubin-doesnt-understand-lists.html' title='Gretchen Rubin doesn&apos;t understand lists'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2002231561663930448</id><published>2009-12-08T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:00:01.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How can you tell the difference between a Finnish introvert and a Finnish extrovert?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein When he's talking to you a Finnish introvert looks at his feet. A Finnish extrovert looks at yours!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finnish&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ohio. Ooh, missed by just this much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;no guess. Oh, perhaps if we'd gone to that exhibit at the High museum I would have known this.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clap for the wolfman, or just shoot him with a silver bullet&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;slate&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mahalia Jackson&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;DK. I did learn the Vatican bank's ATM has instructions in Latin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus trivia: Here's a wiki category, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Television_shows_set_in_the_United_States"&gt;Television shows set in the United States&lt;/a&gt;. According to these lists, there are three states that have never been the setting for a TV show. Can you name them?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Part II: That leaves 47 other states. How many of them can you place a show in? No points will be awarded, this is for your own enjoyment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2002231561663930448?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2002231561663930448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2002231561663930448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2002231561663930448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2002231561663930448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-can-you-tell-difference-between.html' title='How can you tell the difference between a Finnish introvert and a Finnish extrovert?'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5484863216478956474</id><published>2009-12-05T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T07:42:01.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs of an ecumenical nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Where I have no idea why I own a World Party CD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aids and Amageddon, Fishbone &lt;br /&gt;Angel, Eurythmics&lt;br /&gt;Angel, Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Angel, Chaka Khan&lt;br /&gt;Angel, Kirsty MacColl&lt;br /&gt;Angel From Montgomery, John Prine&lt;br /&gt;Angel Man, Joan Armatrading&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Harlem, U2&lt;br /&gt;Angels, David Byrne&lt;br /&gt;Are You Drinkin' With Me Jesus, Mojo Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Armagideon Time, The Clash&lt;br /&gt;The Angels Sang, Solitaires&lt;br /&gt;Beat Angels, Rickie Lee Jones&lt;br /&gt;Black Angels, Kronos Quartet&lt;br /&gt;Blind Faith, Levellers&lt;br /&gt;Blue Heaven Rendezvous, Jimmy Buffet&lt;br /&gt;Boys From the County Hell, The Pogues&lt;br /&gt;Calling All Angels, Jane Siberry &amp; K.D. Lang&lt;br /&gt;Children's Prayer, Disneyland Boys Choir&lt;br /&gt;Church Bells May Ring, The Willows&lt;br /&gt;Church On Sunday, Flip Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Christianity, Bill Hicks&lt;br /&gt;Christianity, Wolfgang Press&lt;br /&gt;Christians I Hate 'Em, Mojo Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Closer to God, Kirsty MacCall&lt;br /&gt;Come to Jesus, Audra McDonald&lt;br /&gt;Creatures of Little Faith, Ray Davies&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, Fishbone&lt;br /&gt;Devil or Angel, The Clovers&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Laura Who Made You God, Mojo Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Don't Pass Your Judgement, Memphis Nomads&lt;br /&gt;Earth Angel, The Penguins&lt;br /&gt;Every Night's a Friday Night (In Hell), The Suburbs&lt;br /&gt;Fairy Godmother Song, Jennifer Saunders&lt;br /&gt;Faith of Our Fathers, Bing Crosby&lt;br /&gt;Faith Salons, Brenda Kahn&lt;br /&gt;Five O'Clock Angel, Peter Wolf&lt;br /&gt;Gee Angel, Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Get Me to the Church on Time, My Fair Lady soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;God, John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;God, Tori Amos&lt;br /&gt;God Blasts the Queen, Urban Dance Squad&lt;br /&gt;God Cries, Zuzu's Petals&lt;br /&gt;God Don't Own a Car, Jimmy Buffett&lt;br /&gt;God Lives Upstairs, John Wesley Harding&lt;br /&gt;God Loves a Drunk, Richard Thompson&lt;br /&gt;God On My Side, World Party&lt;br /&gt;Dog Part II, U2&lt;br /&gt;God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, Andre Previn, etc.&lt;br /&gt;God Said, Mary's Danish&lt;br /&gt;Grace of God Go I, Flogging Molly&lt;br /&gt;Hang On St. Christopher, Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, Joan Armatrading&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, Talking Heads&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, Tangle Eye&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, Until December&lt;br /&gt;Heaven and Paradise, Don Julian &amp; the Meadowlarks&lt;br /&gt;Heaven on Earth, Two Nice Girls&lt;br /&gt;Heaven On Their Minds, Jesus Christ Superstar (Indigo Girls version)&lt;br /&gt;Hell Hound On My Trail, Robert Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Hell of a Hat, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones&lt;br /&gt;Hellflower, Mary's Danish&lt;br /&gt;Hello God, Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;Her New Church, Paul Cebar&lt;br /&gt;Hills of Shiloh/Faithless Love, Bernadette Peters&lt;br /&gt;Hold to Gold's Unchanging Hand, Ima Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Honky Tonk Angels' Medleu, k.d. lang&lt;br /&gt;How Great Our Lord, Randy Newman&lt;br /&gt;Hymn to Her, The Pretenders&lt;br /&gt;Hymn to Love, Edith Piaf&lt;br /&gt;The Host of Seraphim, Dead Can Dance&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Want to Bring Your Gods Down, Terence Trent D'Arby&lt;br /&gt;I Have Faith in These Desolate Times, Terence Trent D'Arby&lt;br /&gt;I Want to be in the Land of Milk and Honey, Vicki Anderson&lt;br /&gt;If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day, Robert Johnson&lt;br /&gt;If I Should Fall From Grace With God, The Pogues&lt;br /&gt;I'll Always Have Faith In You, Carla Thomas&lt;br /&gt;I'm No Angel, Dido&lt;br /&gt;In God's Country, U2&lt;br /&gt;In Heaven There is no Beer, Frankie Yankovic&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Wilson Said (I'm In Heaven When You Smile), Dexy's Midnight Runners&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Second City&lt;br /&gt;Jesus and Mary, Martha Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;Jesus and the House is Empty, Julia Sweeney&lt;br /&gt;Jesus at McDonalds, Mojo Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the Only Answer, Bela Fleck&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Walking On the Water, Violent Femmes&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Wrote a Blank Check, Cake&lt;br /&gt;Junkie's Prayer, Fishbone&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Me Song of God, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;Last Hymn, Gavin Bryars&lt;br /&gt;Leave Heaven Alone, Exene Cervenka&lt;br /&gt;Like a Prayer, Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Living God, Bill Hicks&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' Up In Heaven, Paul Westerberg&lt;br /&gt;Lord Only Knows, Beck&lt;br /&gt;Lord's Prayer, Second City&lt;br /&gt;The Lord's Prayer, Barbra Streisand&lt;br /&gt;The Lord Will Make a Way Somehow, Kay Robinson&lt;br /&gt;Merciful God, The Roches&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Angel, John Wesley Harding&lt;br /&gt;My Lover's Prayer, Otis Redding&lt;br /&gt;My Prayer, The Platters&lt;br /&gt;Nunsense, Julia Sweeney&lt;br /&gt;O, Doctor Jesus, Ella Fitzgerald &amp; Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, Don't Let Them Drop That Atom Bomb On Me, Charles Mingus&lt;br /&gt;Pennies From Heaven, Mandy Patinkin&lt;br /&gt;Personal Jesus, Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;Pray No More, Momma Stud&lt;br /&gt;Pray to the Junkiemaker, Fishbone&lt;br /&gt;Prayer For Demo, Urban Dance Squad&lt;br /&gt;Prayer of Love, Subdudes&lt;br /&gt;Prayer of the Comfort Counselor, 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee Cast Album&lt;br /&gt;Praying Hands, DEVO&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Little Angel Eyes, Curtis Lee and the Halos&lt;br /&gt;Rebel Jesus, Kate &amp; Anna McGarrigle&lt;br /&gt;Road to Emmaus, Rickie Lee Jones&lt;br /&gt;Running on Faith, Bernadette Peters&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Angel, John Wesley Harding&lt;br /&gt;Seventh Heaven, Peter Wolf&lt;br /&gt;Sex Goddess of the Western Hemisphere, Maggie Estep&lt;br /&gt;She's an Angel, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;Show Me Heaven, Maria McKee&lt;br /&gt;Snowball in Hell, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;So What If I Saw Jesus, Brenda Kahn&lt;br /&gt;Sojourner's Battle Hymn&lt;br /&gt;St. Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast, Frank Zappa&lt;br /&gt;St. Judy's Comet, Paul Simon&lt;br /&gt;St. Patty's Polka Medley, Jimmy Sturr&lt;br /&gt;Stairway To Heaven, Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;Straight to Hell, The Clash&lt;br /&gt;Talking to My Angel, Melissa Etheridge&lt;br /&gt;The Tao of Heaven, Rick Springfield&lt;br /&gt;Thank God It's Christmas, Queen&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for Sending Me an Angel, Talking Heads&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Lord For Sending Me the F Train, Mike Doughty&lt;br /&gt;There Must Be An Angel, Eurythmics&lt;br /&gt;This Jesus Must Die, Jesus Christ Superstar&lt;br /&gt;Venus is Hell/Overlords, Stan Ridgway&lt;br /&gt;Waiting at the Church, Richard Thompson&lt;br /&gt;When Did You Leave Heaven?, Diane Schuur&lt;br /&gt;Where the Hell's My Money?, Mojo Nixon&lt;br /&gt;With God On Our Side, Wire Train&lt;br /&gt;Ye Sleeping Knights of Jesus, Robyn Hitchcock&lt;br /&gt;Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore, John Prine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5484863216478956474?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5484863216478956474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5484863216478956474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5484863216478956474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5484863216478956474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/songs-of-ecumenical-nature.html' title='Songs of an ecumenical nature'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3232241926413103834</id><published>2009-12-01T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:43:36.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't demanded it, I'm just vaguely compelled to open email every Tuesday and guess. If it stopped coming I'd quickly adjust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein never been to Turner Field because I have no interest in the Braves and never much cared for National League teams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rough Riders. Also a great song by The English Beat, but had nothing to do with Teddy Roosevelt.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The number of Hank Aaron's home runs, which is ~756?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pak/Afghan istan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Moon&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drawing a blank and I should be all over 1984 sci-fi films. David Lynch played a large pile of sand? Ah, scrolling &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_American_films_of_1984"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, the answer was obvious once I got to S. That movie sucked.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eff Mr. Blackwell and the people who paid attention to him. If you know the answer to this your soul is less full than it could have been. I do not &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;, though based on "beehive" I will &lt;i&gt;guess&lt;/i&gt; Amy Winehouse. My soul remains intact.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've read Flatland, The Hobbit, and The Little Prince. They're all journeys...and I have nothing. Researching thru wiki I've uncovered the answer. Authors did more than write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3232241926413103834?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3232241926413103834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3232241926413103834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3232241926413103834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3232241926413103834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-havent-demanded-it-im-just-vaguely.html' title='I haven&apos;t demanded it, I&apos;m just vaguely compelled to open email every Tuesday and guess. If it stopped coming I&apos;d quickly adjust.'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3055545819602915612</id><published>2009-11-26T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T06:30:01.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gang war trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein each answer contains "Crip" or "Blood." Gang with the most correct answers releases your relatives. If there's a tie, the police will break down your door and shoot your dog; if you don't have a dog one will be provided for you. If you miss everything both gangs firebomb your home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pilot on the first space shuttle mission in 1981.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any substitute for currency which is not legal tender and is often a form of credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In 1969 this R&amp;B/jazz-rock band had three singles reach #2 on the Billboard charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;On, January 30, 1972, another name the Bogside Massacre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The former gold mining camp at the base of Pike's Peak or a song by The Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oceanographic institute in La Jolla, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This sausage is also called Black pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1922 swashbuckling novel by Rafael Sabatini, who also wrote "Scaramouche." Errol Flynn played the title character in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A purchase made for a specified period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A a terminal-based ripper/encoder/tagger tool for creating Ogg Vorbis/FLAC/MP3 files under UNIX/Linux.&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3055545819602915612?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3055545819602915612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3055545819602915612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3055545819602915612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3055545819602915612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/gang-war-trivia.html' title='Gang war trivia'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6121187332370114514</id><published>2009-11-24T06:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T06:52:26.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickly done rarely reflected</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I'll start brining the turkey this evening&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bitches of Charlie Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Batteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mission Impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hitler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bitches of Charlie Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6121187332370114514?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6121187332370114514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6121187332370114514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6121187332370114514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6121187332370114514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/quickly-done-rarely-reflected.html' title='Quickly done rarely reflected'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-9181774226984143128</id><published>2009-11-19T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:52:00.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs of a sartorial nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein &lt;a href="http://wikibin.org/articles/songs-about-clothes.html"&gt;1958 was a good year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Black Denim Trousers and Motorcycle Boots, Vaughn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;Blue Dress, Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;Blue Skirt Waltz, Jimmy Sturr&lt;br /&gt;Blue Suede Shoes, Carl Perkins&lt;br /&gt;Boot-Leg, Booker T &amp; the MGs&lt;br /&gt;Boots, Laurie Berkner&lt;br /&gt;Bring Your Clothes, Laurie Berkner&lt;br /&gt;Button Up Your Overcoat, Dick Haymes&lt;br /&gt;Buttons, Sia&lt;br /&gt;Chantilly Lace, Jerry Lee Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes, Paul Simon &amp; Ladysmith Black Mambazo&lt;br /&gt;Don't Dress Your Cat in an Apron, Billy DeWolfe&lt;br /&gt;Dungaree Doll, Eddie Fisher&lt;br /&gt;The Emperer's New Clothes, Sinead O'Connor&lt;br /&gt;Fool Buttons, Jimmy Buffett&lt;br /&gt;Funky Bikini, Ursula 1000&lt;br /&gt;Get Dressed, Bumblebeez 81&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye Pork Pie Hat, Charles Mingus&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Glove, John Wesley Harding&lt;br /&gt;Greensleeves, various&lt;br /&gt;Gumboots, Paul Simon&lt;br /&gt;Heels, Q-Tip&lt;br /&gt;Hell of a Hat, Mighty Might Bosstones&lt;br /&gt;Hot Pants, James Brown&lt;br /&gt;I Just Want the Girl in the Blue Dress to Keep On Dancing, Mike Doughty&lt;br /&gt;I Like You In Velvet, Malcolm McLaren&lt;br /&gt;If Love is a Red Dress (Hang Me in Rags), Maria McKee&lt;br /&gt;I'm Too Tough For Mr. Big Stuff (Hot Pants), Vicki Anderson&lt;br /&gt;In These Shoes, Kirsty MacColl&lt;br /&gt;Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini, Brian Hyland&lt;br /&gt;Keep Your Dress Tail Down, Boozoo Chavis&lt;br /&gt;Leather, Tori Amos&lt;br /&gt;Leopard-Skin Pill-Box Hat, Robyn Hitchcock&lt;br /&gt;Little Black Sandals, Sia&lt;br /&gt;Mini-Skirt Minnie, Sir Mac Rice&lt;br /&gt;My Little Suede Shoes, The Robustos&lt;br /&gt;Needles and Pins, Jackie DeShannon&lt;br /&gt;New Suit, Wild Magnolias&lt;br /&gt;Nightgown of the Sullen Moon, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;Picasso's Shoes, Mrs. Fun&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cashmere, Prince&lt;br /&gt;Puka Puka Pants, Petty Booka&lt;br /&gt;Port Starboard Sox, Kate &amp; Anna McGarrigle&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry Beret, Prince &amp; the Revolution&lt;br /&gt;Red Shoes, Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;The Red Shoes, Kate Bush&lt;br /&gt;Seven Thirty Seven/Shoe Glue, Mighty Mighty Bosstones&lt;br /&gt;A Shine On Your Shoes, Mandy Patinkin&lt;br /&gt;The Shoe's of the Fisherman's Wife Are Some Jive Ass Slippers, Charles Mingus&lt;br /&gt;These Boots Are Made for Walking, Babette's Feast&lt;br /&gt;Shoehorn With Teeth, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;Silk Hope Rope, Trailer Bride&lt;br /&gt;The Silken Ladder, Gioacchino Rossini&lt;br /&gt;Silly Hat, Blues Clues&lt;br /&gt;The Slacks, Trip Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;Slit Skirts, Pete Townshend&lt;br /&gt;Something's Jumpin' in Your Shirt, Malcolm McLaren&lt;br /&gt;Soul Dressing, Booker T &amp; the MGs&lt;br /&gt;Stewart's Coat, Rickie Lee Jones&lt;br /&gt;These Are My Glasses, Laurie Berkner&lt;br /&gt;This Hat, Laurie Berkner&lt;br /&gt;Top Hat, White Tie and Tails, Many Patinkin (Irving Berlin)&lt;br /&gt;Turtle Shoes, Bobby McFerrin&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a Raincoat, They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;Where'd You Get Those Pants, Fishbone&lt;br /&gt;You Can Dress 'Em up (But You Can't Take 'Em Out), Mojo Nixon&lt;br /&gt;You Can Leave Your Hat On, Randy Newman&lt;br /&gt;Your New Clothes, John Wesley Harding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-9181774226984143128?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/9181774226984143128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=9181774226984143128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9181774226984143128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/9181774226984143128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/songs-of-sartorial-nature.html' title='Songs of a sartorial nature'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-8043099276354397844</id><published>2009-11-17T19:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:54:57.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"edited to appear as such" is not the same as an actual continuous take</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein guess I need to buy a turkey in a couple days and get a bucket for brining&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The businessman's leash. I like bowties but could never tie them myself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set himself on fire&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;ooh, good question. uh, wait, I'm confused. Is it number of states that border both Iowa and Ohio? If so, that answer is zero. Or is it [Iowa border states] + [Ohio border states] = ANSWER. Let's try that. Iowa will be [MN, WS, IL, MO, SD, NE(?)] = 6. And Ohio will be [MI, IN, WV, KY,PA] = 5. Answer is eleven. I've done some one day bicycle rides around the river bluffs of La Crosse, WS. Beautiful country. One ride I never made it down for was a century ride through Wisconsin, Illinois, Iowa, and Minnesota. That part of the Midwest ain't flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think Thich Quang Duc might quarrel with Pangloss. Answer is Candide. I'm pretty sure that once long ago I extensively quoted from Candide and I wanted to link to that post. However, no amount of searching has uncovered it. Maybe it was all a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wall Street Journal&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Golddigger guy. Good lord, I just finished listening to Rufus Wainwright on &lt;i&gt;Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me&lt;/i&gt; and that's the only name I can think of....Almost had it....though a Rufus version might be interesting....but Loudon would probably better....on &lt;strike&gt;second&lt;/strike&gt; third thought, I'd rather hear Martha Wainwright sing it....Kanye West.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last seven countries to hold the International Rocksteady Glockenspiel championship. Like the America's Cup, the winning country hosts the next competition. After winning the first 10 championships, it is a national disgrace that Jamaica hasn't held the "Ragga" cup since 1987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-8043099276354397844?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/8043099276354397844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=8043099276354397844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8043099276354397844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/8043099276354397844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/edited-to-appear-as-such-is-not-same-as.html' title='&quot;edited to appear as such&quot; is not the same as an actual continuous take'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2376079884803510408</id><published>2009-11-14T22:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:13:56.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebus'/><title type='text'>Musical rebus #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein mentioned in Songs of a botanical nature&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/Sv9xiL38d4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/zvl9hAjKy_E/s1600-h/rebus12.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/Sv9xiL38d4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/zvl9hAjKy_E/s320/rebus12.001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404162909984814978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2376079884803510408?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2376079884803510408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2376079884803510408&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2376079884803510408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2376079884803510408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/musical-rebus-12.html' title='Musical rebus #12'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clZc0WnGPUs/Sv9xiL38d4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/zvl9hAjKy_E/s72-c/rebus12.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-5842578798461693553</id><published>2009-11-13T01:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:00:04.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs of a botanical nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein searching through my list and skipping the Christmas songs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Her Favorite Fruit, Camper Van Beethoven&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Autumn Leaves, Edith Piaf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby Seed, Momma Stud&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Boat, Edric Connor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Banana Boat Song, George Clinton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Boat Song (Day-O)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Chips, Shonen Knife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Juice, The Mar-Keys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Pancakes, Jack Johnson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Belleville Jungle, Les Triplettes De Belleville&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big Apple, Urban Dance Squad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blackberry Blossom, Michelle Shocked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bloodflowers, Cure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blood Roses, Tori Amos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Blossom Fell, Nat King Cole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blueberry Hill, Fats Domino&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bluegrass Breakdown, Roy Clark &amp;amp; Buck Trent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bonny Bunch of Roses, John Wesley Harding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Briar and the Rose, John Wesley Harding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cherry Red Wine, Luther Allison&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cocktail Trees, Exene Cervenka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coconut, Nilsson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coconut Milk, Bo Dollis &amp;amp; the Wild Magnolias&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coconut Telegraph, Jimmy Buffett&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Concrete Jungle, The Specials&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cowboy in the Jungle, Jimmy Buffet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digging My Potatoes, James Cotton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Field of Dirt, John Doe Thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flowers, Camper Van Beethoven&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruit Salad, The Wiggles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruit Salad Salsa, Laurie Berkner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruit Tree, Nick Drake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruitcakes, Jimmy Buffett&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Garden, PJ Harvey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Garden of Zephirus, Dead Can Dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gardening at Night, R.E.M.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grapefruit-Juicy Fruit, Jimmy Fruit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grasslands Chant, The Lion King&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green Buds in the Springtime, DJ Frane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green Onions, Booket T. &amp;amp; the MG's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harvest Breed, Nick Drake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harvester of Hearts, Rufus Wainwright&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heart Full of Leaves, Robyn Hitchcock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hellflower, Mary's Danish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holding Out For the Roses, Dayroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey Tree, Trip Shakespeare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey Tree Lie, Patrice Pike &amp;amp; Wayne Sutton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Potato, The Wiggles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The House at the Top of the Tree, They Might Be Giants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Don't Want No 'Sparagus, Mojo Nixon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Honeysuckle Time, Lonnie McNeil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Jungle, Kid Creole &amp;amp; the Coconuts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juicy Fruit, Rudy Greene&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jungle Beat, George Bruns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jungle Boogie, Kool &amp;amp; the Gang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jungle Gym, Jack Johnson &amp;amp; G. Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Last Rose of Summer, Tom Waits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laurel and the Rose, Joan Armatrading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laying on a Bed of Roses, The Muffs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lentil, Sia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lush and Green, Grandpaboy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Memory of Trees, Enya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mint Juleps and Needles, Brenda Kahn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mushroom Maniac, Mojo Nixon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Little Grass Shack, Lisa Loeb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Sweet Potato, Booker T &amp;amp; the MG's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nature Boy, Prudence Johnson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nectarine (Part One), Mike Doughty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Needle in a Haystack, Belle Stars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nutmeg, Fishbone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Tree Hill, U2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Orange and the Green, The Irish Rovers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange Blossom Special, Jimmy Sturr and his Orchestra&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange Blossoms in California, Irving Berlin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange Coloured Sky, Richard Thompson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oranges, They Might Be Giants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oranges and Lemons, Disneyland Boys Choir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peaches and Cream, Beck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peanuts, Little Joe &amp;amp; The Thrillers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pineapple Princess, Petty Booka &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ramblin' Rose, Nat King Cole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raspberry Beret, Prince&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rhubarb Pie, Laurie Berkner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rockin' in the Jungle, The Eternals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roisub Dubh (The Small Black Rose), Cherish the Ladies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rose in the Garden, J.J. Cale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Rose Tattoo, David Byrne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roselani Blossoms, Cindy Combs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rotten Banana Legs, Skankin Pickle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt and Cherries (MC5), Wendy &amp;amp; Lisa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salty Peanuts, Philly Joe Jones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sassafras Roots, Green Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shaking the Tree, Peter Gabriel &amp;amp; Youssou N'Dour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snap Bean, Li'l Brian &amp;amp; the Zydeco Travelers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Song with Orange, Charles Mingus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stalk of Wheat, They Might Be Giants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Straw Into Gold, Idina Menzel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strawberry Fields Forever, Los Fabulosos Cadillacs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strawberry Jam, Michelle Shocked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunflower, Paul Weller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet Pea, Zuzu's Petals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Three Dogwoods, Nick Charles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tobacco Road, War&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trees, Marty Casey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Under a Shady Tree, Laurie Berkner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Under the Cherry Moon, Prince&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urn With Dead Flowers In A Drained Pool (Modena), PJ Harvey &amp;amp; John Parish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valley of Vegetables, Laurie Berkner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vegetable Omelet, Maggie Estep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waltz of the Flowers, Tchaikovsky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weeping Tree, Mary's Danish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White Ginger Blossoms, Alfred Alpaka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wildwood Flower, D.L. Menard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Willow, Joan Armatrading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winter Wheat, Michelle Shocked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-5842578798461693553?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/5842578798461693553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=5842578798461693553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5842578798461693553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/5842578798461693553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/songs-of-botanical-nature.html' title='Songs of a botanical nature'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-3705931656959747127</id><published>2009-11-10T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:54:00.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>175 consecutive weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein I'll estimate playing 75 per cent of these&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;William Tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Star Wars guy with the beard. It'll come to me. Also can't remember the name of the phone; I want to call it Drood or Druid. Unless it's some other phone and I'm wronger than wrong. George Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ottoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chris Everett, Martina Navritolova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's a classic sounding Swedish/Finnish name so I was about to say 3M. But those bricks made me pause and now I'm thinking Legos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've heard the Dylan and Weezer songs, none of the others. No idea, but if you buy the new Weezer album, you can get a &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=120182963&amp;ps=cprs"&gt;Weezer Snuggie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-3705931656959747127?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/3705931656959747127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=3705931656959747127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3705931656959747127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/3705931656959747127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/175-consecutive-weeks.html' title='175 consecutive weeks'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-2135075524420304663</id><published>2009-11-03T20:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:20:49.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear a la tartarre</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein for #5 whatever movie is being discussed I bet it sucks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bat of the baseball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marseilles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robin Hood's merry men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;lava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was going to guess &lt;i&gt;Spaceballs&lt;/i&gt;, but since it's character and not movie title I have no guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mexico or Argentina..........Argentina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;FACT: They all enjoy the taste of raw human flesh&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-2135075524420304663?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/2135075524420304663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=2135075524420304663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2135075524420304663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/2135075524420304663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/11/ear-la-tartarre.html' title='Ear a la tartarre'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15587253.post-6544491975791977515</id><published>2009-10-29T22:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:37:26.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Feel Me Tremble</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wherein a few quotes from the Paul Westerberg documentary and concert film&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This movie would not be possible without your illegal footage and photographs. Thank you." &lt;i&gt;opening screen of "Come Feel Me Tremble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm open to a good idea. But if a bad idea is more fun, then I'll do the bad idea for the sake of the moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One word descriptions of old albums:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Hootenanny?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Theft.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Pleased to Meet Me?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg:  Frightened.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take Out the Trash?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Fearless.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Don't Tell a Soul?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Let It Be?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Stink?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Says it all right there.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Tim?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Coulda been.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: All Shook Down?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Westerberg: Um...hmm...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;I shook John Lee Hooker's hand once. It was like shaking a cold fish. Like shaing a dead man's hand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once Kurt Cobain and I rode up in an elevator together. Neither one of us said a word to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guy in background&lt;/i&gt;: That's amazing, because I'd think he'd be dying to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No...he was dying to be dying and I was dying to be somewhere else. We got off on the same floor and it's like he's in 516 and I'm in 517. It's like it was scripted -- both of us put our keys in, we fumble with them, go in and SLAM the door shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's severe A.D.D. That's why the first take is always the best take and the second take is different because I don't remember what I did the first time. So, I don't remember...my memory is bad when it comes to stuff like that. Sober. Everyone always chalked it up to "too drunk to know" and it's like -- there was some review in Portland, "he was too wasted to play his own songs." Wasted? I just didn't remember the damn things, you know. Something caught my attention and my mind started to think about something else and I forgot I was on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLfST5_16_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLfST5_16_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Slack-ass bastards. click your lazy selves over here if you want to read this crap.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15587253-6544491975791977515?l=soquoted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/feeds/6544491975791977515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15587253&amp;postID=6544491975791977515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6544491975791977515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15587253/posts/default/6544491975791977515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soquoted.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-feel-me-tremble.html' title='Come Feel Me Tremble'/><author><name>bill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16116980864333670109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
