Thoughts on the undebate

"I think for me the thing, as a Republican, is fear of change." -- OMFG, the girlie who phoned the C-SPAN line to comment on the un-debate just now encapsulated her party in a nutshell. And alas, I am not taking the sentence out of context. Out of the mouths of first-year lawyers...

I'm annoyed with myself for napping through much of the two-hour span, but more annoyed by far with some of the callers -- for instance, some broad on a second ago was weeping, literally weeping on the phone, because Barack Obama "didn't say that life begins at conception." But loving the pastor on now who's pointing out rather scathingly that the format for these chats was not the same for the two candidates, and that these were in fact two different events. That's America for you, isn't it -- the overwrought and ignorant, and also the knowledgeable and reasoned, side by side.

And I am loving most of all the guy who just pointed out that the entire spectacle of dragging Presidential candidates through a playhouse for imaginary friends is simply beneath us. So when do McCain and Obama drop by to speak at the local noodle house?

Red Bull gives you... um, what's this now?

A boost, a break, a reason to get up in the morning, but heart trouble? I ain't buying this study, and not only because I find a test set of 30 insufficient. Nice job on the headline grab, though...

Hair and there and now and then

Do I not look ginchy? That's me in 1956, or specifically me in 2005 (yeah, my photo's old, whatev) and someone's hair from a random 1956 yearbook, which have been combined to happy effect at Yearbook Yourself. I'm a little skeptical about the veracity for years during which I did have my own face attached to my own hair -- alas, the hair for 1988 was on my own head about five years before that, though I promise you that my hair atrocities in the 90s were about color, not cut -- but I'm rather pleased with this look, especially since I was spared the hot rollers and perm and such. I'm also developing a mighty big interest in midcentury style, but give me a few days and I'll tell you more about that. (No-hat HT to Generator Blog.)

Shouldn't there be a Catherine Wheel version?

...and you may find yourself attempting to park your bicycle in NYC. And you may ask yourself, well, how do I chain up here?