Showing posts with label NYTimes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYTimes. Show all posts

Friday, March 26, 2010

"Do you have the audio version of these? With or without the laugh tracks."

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It's been a long while since a picture on the front page of the NYTimes made me laugh.  But seeing Obama enjoying a moment holding up both Mitt Romney's and Karl Rove's latest cheese screeds at an Iowa City bookstore induced more than a few yuks this morning.  I'm sure wonky folks all across 'Merica this morning are spitting up a bit of soy latte when they catch the implied meaning of that shot.  Kudos are due for that one, BigCity PaperPeople.  Even if they do hate our freedom, they're pretty goshdarn clever.

Speaking of which, that bookstore (Prairie Lights Books) must be stoked.  Obama bought three kids books there after giving them a shout-out during his health care reform event.  Some lucky staffer surely dug doing that advance location scout.  I'm sure his whole staff was loving the campaign throwback theatrics of it all.  Obama even got to field a heckle about paying for his books with taxpayer money.  In effect, that is true.  So kudos to the heckler, as well.

Hope your own job lets you spend copious time browsing in bookstores today.  Rock on.

Monday, August 10, 2009

And what about Bubba rescuing those reporters? His agent really earned the commision with THAT one...

The summer has cooled off so much that you can practically smell the NFL season. And with August no longer a newsy drought, the time seems appropriate for a little taking stock of certain stories that I've not commented upon in weeks past. Hopefully this will be quick so I can back to the real work at hand.

The Birthers have no more wind in their holey sails given the totally fraudulent Kenyan birth bunk. But these wackos aren't going away. Up next I'll bet anyone a potful of poi that there will be disproportionate concentration on his childhood years in Indonesia. With the battle cry of "well, he may have been born in Hawaii, but he learned to hate America at a madrassa in Indonesia..."

I hate to say it, but Obama really dropped the ball on the health care reform debate. This is due entirely to not having a plan before asking Congress to come up with one. Town hall violence and general polling discontent aside - Obama doesn't have a horse in this race. Everyone will look for a scapegoat in the poor planning. I pick Tom Daschle for being an utterly flawed "czar" nominee that didn't even make it to a confirmation hearing before pulling out of the process.

Sarah Palin is crazier than ever, but I'm convinced that she's going to start making the media rounds in a few weeks. Her "death panel" comments on Facebook last Friday notwithstanding.

"True Blood" is a cultural phenomenon. Why? Sex. It's only going to expand its appeal. Next up - evangelical nuts attacking it as some sort of sign that, once again, we're all going to hell.

I rented the original "Inglorious Basterds" this weekend. All I can say is I would hate to watch a bad bad movie with Quentin Tarantino while he tried to convince me it was bad good. Sometimes bad is just plain bad. And this movie sucked.

There's a story in today's NYTimes about how the loss of the Seattle Post-Intelligencer strengthened the position of the one remaining daily paper, the Seattle Times. I wanted to hate that piece, but it's actually a very good dissection of what's facing two newspaper metro areas and regional papers in general. For any media geeks out there - the Philly papers story in yesterday's NYTimes mag was also a sign of things to come. The shake outs will continue, in other words.

Maya's got a pair of pink cowgirl boots that Sarah found at a consignment store when we were on vacation in Santa Barbara. She's had cool clothes before. But these boots cross over more categories of appreciation than anything she's ever worn. I could be wearing a backless hospital gown and shower cap when I'm walking down the street with her and we'd get a thumbs-up from hipster and old crusties alike. My advice, get yourself a pair if you've got kids or a pet that appreciates footwear.

Well that feels better. Hope your own backlog of random observations get made into a best-selling collection of bumperstickers today. Rock on.

Friday, November 02, 2007

When Ayad Allawi's the funniest man in the conversation, we're so totally screwed...

A quickie reference to the NYTimes Op/Ed page today. Which was a fairly sickening distillation of everything our current political reality represents in a single page. Paul Krugman rightly eviscerated Rudy Guiliani - in this case regarding his fear-mongering on, of all viable possibilities, health care options. David Brooks wrote the least funny piece possible regarding the Dems debate earlier this week. And Ayad Allawi (assuredly ghost-written by shameless shill and former Bushie Deputy National Security Adviser Robert Blackwill) railed against elections. In Iraq. Cough. There are thousands of take-aways from this trifecta. Do yourself a favor and search for your own. You owe it to the cocktail parties you'll hopefully attend this weekend.

Hope your own jokes today are eons better than the umpfrickinteenth reference to John Edwards' hair or Joe Biden's verbosity. Rock on.