damn, that was quick. the Repugnican leadership did learn its lesson from l'affaire Foley
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this saddens me in many levels. on a personal one, I've always enjoyed the more whimsical English names for Chinese dishes: "Virgin chicken", "Buddha's delight", "Ants in a tree", "Eight treasures rice"...
the idea that,
The names of many Chinese dishes have historical, cultural, regional and political connotations that would not necessarily be understood by foreigners, (...) But the poor English translations "either scare or embarrass foreign customers and may cause misunderstanding of China's diet habits".
is soooo depressing. wouldn't a traveler want to learn about historical, cultural, regional and political connotations ? even if just to compare to one's own.
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Screw all that namby-pamby chick stuff, you're going straight for the bottle and a shot glass! It'll take more than a few shots of Wild Turkey or 99 Bananas before you start seeing pink elephants. You know how to handle your alcohol, and yourself at parties.
Link: The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test |
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comments by Jamie Foxx on Michael Vick caught my eye:
“It’s a cultural thing, I think,” (...) Most brothers didn’t know that, you know.
I used to see dogs fighting in the neighborhood all the time. (1)
I didn’t know that was Fed time. So, Mike probably just didn’t read
his handbook on what not to do as a black star.” (2)
even if these highly doubtful statements were true and Michael Vick grew up "in his neighborhood" thinking there was nothing wrong in sponsored dogfighting, he did grow up and move away, didn't he? to a little place known as Virginia Tech where he spent a few years, no? was he so sheltered that he never got his childhood notions challenged? that he expected the entire world to be like he knew at home?
if so, wouldn't that be fucking sad?
(1) I used to see dogs fighting in my neighborhood too, Jamie. couple of distinctions: they'd get away from each other before much damage was done; they were not bred and trained to fight; it was not an spectacle
(2) nope Jamie. the handbook Mike didn't read was the other one: the one on being a human being. his loss
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This summer hasn't been too great, more downs than ups; one of the highlights is the musical compilation
Tropicália: A Brazilian revolution in sound, which has taken almost uninterrupted residence in my car's CD player.
Tropicália was a short-lived Brazilian arts movement that peaked in the 1967-1968 period, partly inspired by the same effervescence that generated the Summer of love and Paris May 1968; a worldwide sense that national barriers were breaking down and cultures were taking, giving, borrowing and loaning to each other.
while Tropicália was not limited to music, its major impact and legacy is musical; exuberant, limitless, daring. here are some tracks:
This track by Caetano Veloso, one of the leaders of the movement along with Gilberto Gil, became a sort of anthem
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When drinking alone, what do you do? Sing along to the radio? Think about your day? Something else?
A: cry in my beer.
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...except this picture gave me a laughing fit:
obvy, a Photochop job, still marvelous.
c'mon, contest time. make your best LOLcat !
picture from SLOG: The Stranger's blog (last item)
voila!
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When driving alone, what do you do? Sing along to the radio? Think about your day? Something else?
Submitted by carapiccoladiva.
oh gosh... let me think
when driving alone I do the same thing as when driving not alone:
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edit: not my guinea pigs. gerald56 video yanked from YouTube
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check out the cool banners val made!
funny and clever, with a bit of attitude. teh awesom-O. recommended for use whenever the QOTD raises your heckles.
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val started it and threw the challenge
so here I pick up on the challenge and offer a peek onto my blogsonality:
I <3 Tom Waits
Nuffs harsh teh qte in Cute Overload
Participated in NaBloPoMo
Introducing Steven E.
Declared my passion for ramen
...and for homemade mac'n'cheese
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several folks in my 'hood have answered today's qotd by posting their fave children's books. wonderful choices. just to be contrary, I thought to write my own.
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back on August 1st, Mattel announced the recall of 1.5 million toys under the label of its "Fisher-Price" division * due to the use of lead-based paint, illegal in the US, by the Chinese toy producer.
today Mattel is adding 3 more products to the recall: one due to the use of lead-based paint and two due to magnet hazards. according to the recall notice:
news stories on the first and second Mattel recalls.
complete list of Mattel recalled toys
80% of toys sold in the US are manufactured in China.
it was reported by a Chinese state-run newspaper, that " Days after the Fisher-Price recall, Chinese officials temporarily
banned the toys' manufacturer, Lee Der Industrial Co., from exporting
products. A Lee Der co-owner, Cheung Shu-hung, committed suicide at a
warehouse over the weekend, apparently by hanging himself, ..."
* gah. I didn't even know Fisher-Price belonged to Mattel; I'd always liked F-P: they seemed so...innocent
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Dancing Bear already has a great post on the resignation of Karl Rove aka "Turd Blossom" . I can't add much more except my fervent wish that Rove spends the next 10 years testifying as to his doings in the White House to a hostile Congress.
here's a little clip to remember the motherfucker by:
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this is so beyond cool! Maggie, you should go over that beach and file a report.
for those who slept (or weren't yet born) through the U.S.'s painful attempt to switch to the metric system, 2.5 meters is a bit over 8 feet.
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on the drive to work this morning I was listening to a radio piece about the Tesla roadster, one sexy beast of a car. 0-60 mph in 4 seconds and costs 1-2 cents per mile to operate.
did I mention it has no gas tank or tailpipe? the Tesla is a 100% electric car.
one seriously badass puppy
[makes grabby hands] I WANTZ, I WANTZ, I WANTZ !
one little hurdle before I can get my hands on one of these beauties: how to come up with the $100,000 they sell for.
[sigh]
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I'm by no means a baseball fan, but that doesn't keep me from being sad and angry that last night
Barry Bonds broke stole Hank Aaron's record for career
home runs hit. Bonds's record will most likely go into the record
books with an asterisk ( * ), to remind us that the real, untarnished
record still belongs to Aaron.
allow me a digresion: a long time ago, back on the time of the dinosaurs, I lived in Venezuela which is a totally baseball-crazy country. back then we were all following Aaron's chase for the record. and I remember reading/watching about the hatred and death threats heaped on Aaron from those who did not want to see Babe Ruth's record broken "by a black man". and Aaron lived through all that with dignity and grace while steroid- and (illegal) performance enhanced-drug free.
"steroid- and (illegal) performance enhanced-drug free" is a phrase that will never be applied to Barry Bonds. even if you havent' read Game of Shadows (and if you are a baseball fan you should) it is pretty clear that Bonds both used an array of non-permitted substances and then committed perjury by lying about it to a federal grand jury.
if you have doubts just look at these pictures
my neighbor Cap'n Crook is allowing me to link to the post he wrote when Bonds tied Aaron. it expresses my anger and frustration better than I ever hope to do. check it out.
to end, here's a quote from the Boston Herald article linked atop this post:
Liars, cheaters, frauds, phonies. Together they spit on Maris and Mantle and Mays, and all the other
180-pound stars who did it for real. They chose the shortcut, better hitting through chemistry,
and thought they were going to get away with it. They had the union zealots behind them,
they had a linguini-spined commissioner and they had the starry-eyed sycophants from
ESPN who wanted to believe that flaxseed could make a man’s head grow a size and a half.
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