Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Love and hate...

I hate you.

But me, me I love


Sunday, March 19, 2006

Remember remember...

I watched 'V for Vendetta' [wikipedia] this weekend and, damn, it's good. This has to be one of the agnriest movies I've seen in a while. It has mixed, albeit generally positive, reviews [rotten tomotoes, metacritic] but it's one of those love-it-or-hate-it types. You're not going to leave with neutral feelings.

Critics complain that Hugo Weaving was wasted behind the mask, but I think he was awesome in conveying a lot through just body language and vocal tone.

The Wachowski brothers clearly have an Indian rave fetish. Here's the audio clip from the end credits.

"Remember, remember, the 5th of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot;
I know of no reason, why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot."

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Google + Robin Williams = Groobilliams

Robin Williams is hy-larious. Quote from his recent appearance at the Google keynote:
  • "We have an English to English translation (service) for the President that is working very well."
That's brilliant, having RW lighten up the proceedings.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Ah. Whiskey. Whisky.

If you're drinking American or Irish, you say Whiskey. Otherwise, you say Whisky.

From wikipedia:

  • The famous historian and chronicler RaphaĆ«l Holinshed wrote ... in the 16th century: "Being moderately taken, it slows the age, it cuts phlegm, it lightens the mind, it quickens the spirit, it cures the dropsy, it heals the strangulation, it pounces the stone, its repels gravel, it pulls away ventositie, it keeps and preserves the head from whirling, the eyes from dazzling, the tongue from lisping, the mouth from snuffling, the teeth from chattering, the throat from rattling, the weasan from stiffing, the stomach from womblying, the heart from swelling, the belly from wincing, the guts from rumbling, the hands from shivering, the sinews from shrinking, the veins from crumpling, the bones from aching, the marrow from soaking, and truly it is a sovereign liquor if it be orderly taken."
I don't know. My head certainly whirls and my eyes do, on occasion, dazzle. But yes, it is truly a 'sovereign liquor'.

The other day Josh and I opened a bottle (a tiny bottle) of Dalwhinnie. The bottle said it was aged 15 years (in a wooden barrel). I've aged it for another three years in its glass bottle (which doesn't count for anything. Who cares).

Goodbye 15-year Scotch.

Gmap Pedometer

I just found out about this online pedometer thing that uses google maps to help you chart out a running route. It's great. Now you don't need to drive around calculating distances everytime you want to map a new route.

Here's my current one. It feels way longer than 5 miles. But there you have it. Of course, there's that absolutely crazy hill going up the University hospital, but still. Oh well. I probably don't have it in me to do more than 5 miles anyway.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

If you're ****y and you know it ...

My friend L is a generally happy person. I've decided to let some of that rub off on me . Not that I'm sad. When I'm blue, I try to be some other color. Lately, green seems to be doing the trick.



I love Ubuntu. It's perfect. Right out of the proverbial box.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Who is the Masked Rider - mystery revealed

While I'm sure all have wondered, none have asked me where the name for this web-log comes from. It was inspired by this book about a guy cycling through West Africa. Someday, I will too.

However, I'll start small and my plan is to bike through Napa valley next summer. I'm putting it up here so that in the likely situation of my laziness overcoming my zeal, the desire to avoid shame will keep me going.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Way too serious

So the last few posts have been somewhat....serious. Arty. You know, like trying to be deep. That's not me. I don't try to be deep. I'm shallow and that's the way I like it.

Warning: These pictures are gruesome. View only if you have the stomach for it.

A few days ago, calamity struck us here at the ATL (advanced technology labs. That's right, advanced). As NG (name has been initialized to protect identity) put it, Lefty Twoman Tuman - famous foosball defender and cherished teammate - was the victim of homicide. Lefty will always be remembered for his ever smiling face . It must have hurt so much.

Left has since been glued back. But he's not the same. It's like a part of him is gone. Forever.

This is the Masked Rider with news from the front lines.