1. Sharp as a Marble turns one today! Go. Click and give him the gift of traffic. But cover yourself in chocolate icing first, if you can manage it.
2. Tim Worstall alerts me to a regular UK columnist and noted novelist who has, as the British say, “finally tossed in her chips for a barker, the poor twee git.”*
3. Much to my dismay, I have become addicted to The Sopranos, which up until a couple of weeks ago I had never seen. Stupid DVDs. I’m about the finish season 2—so it looks like I’m going to have to resort to some light B&E to support my rather expensive habit. If anybody knows of a reasonable fence in the Denver area, drop me a note. Also, if some of you would be kind enough to leave your windows open slightly, that would just rock.
4. The New Editor’s Tom Elia points out an interesting bit from the Houston Chronicle describing a two-year turf war between rival drug cartels for the Mexican border town of Neuvo Laredo.
5. Congrats to Karol and Ace on their radio debut. Yesterday marked the first installment of “Hoist the Black Flag” on Rightalk. And judging by the feedback they’ve received, it looks like they took my advice to not be like Bill and me.
6. Because in the past so few bloggers have had the balls to post Alabama lyrics reformatted to appear declarative rather than poetic, I’ve decided it’s time to step up and fill the void: “I once thought of love as a prison, a place I didn’t want to be. So long ago I made a decision to be footloose and fancy free. But you came and I was so tempted to gamble on love just one time. I never thought that I would get caught—it seemed like a perfect crime.
“Baby, you left me defenseless; I’ve only got one plea: lock me away inside of your love and throw away the key. I’m guilty of love in the first degree.”
7. On a scale of 1 to 10, I give the newish Altoid candy sours an 8.
8. New to me news: Something about a Cesna flying in restricted air space that got within 3 miles of the White House. Evacuations, bunkers, Black Hawk helicopters, fighter jets…
*Okay, so I made that phrase up. But it sounds vaguely British, doesn’t it?
Sopranos is great but, unfortunately, you just watched the two best seasons. It’s all downhill from there (still good, just not as good). Do you watch Six Feet Under? That’s the real HBO addiction.
I thought the real HBO addiction was softcore pron?
We had HBO for the first two seasons of SFU, and I watched it. But it started getting on my nerves after a while.
I haven’t seen “The Entourage,” but I hear that’s good. And I love “Curb Your Enthusiam.”
I love Entourage but I think that’s just because they remind me of my hometown friends in Brooklyn.
I’ve never seen a minute of The Sopranos – don’t have HBO- and haven’t felt the urge to rent it (yet). I’m trying to REDUCE my hours of tv/movie watching, not increase. Right now, I’m down to three shows, and whatever movies I rent.
Love the made-up Britspeak. Although when I tried to translate it on Google it was all, “Um I’m not British. Piss off.â€Â
3rd season of SFU was great, IMO. Much better than the whiny, nothing-is-happening second season.
Can’t wait to watch the 4th. Also need to get addicted to Deadwood.
Well, shit, Carin, are you gonna tell us what three shows? Best three shows on TV, in no particular order: Deadwood, The Shield, 24.
I couldn’t get into Six Feet Under, but Matt’s right. Deadwood is fantastic. It’s the only TV series on right now that I look forward to seeing every week.
“SAN FRANCISCO COCKSUCKAH!!!”
Hah! My wife cracked me up a couple of weeks ago. She only half follows Deadwood. She asked me why Al was talking to that box and the look on her face when I told her was hilarious.
Shit, how could I forget “Lost?” I knew from the moment I read the first blurb I was going to love it. Great premise, great cast, great show. And Evangeline Lilly is the hottest, sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world.