August 10, 2007

Sometimes, a Little Brainstorming Is in Order.

On the dangers of "thinking like a terrorist," Hackbarth muses: "Experts are fine, but the experts let us down Sep. 11, 2001."

Yup.

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"If It's August," Quoth Glenn,

" . . . it must be time for another round of 'Gender in the Blogosphere.'"

This time Goodman and Althouse get into it. I can't wait for the predictable choruses from aggreived male bloggers about how they can't truly compete, because they don't have breasts.

Ye gads. The only thing more boring than the gender of top bloggers is the race of top bloggers. It's probably just a matter of time before that one starts up, too.

I'm going out for ice cream, myself.

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August 09, 2007

From My Cold, Dead

. . . Amazon account.


Kyle Cassidy's new book about American gunowners looks really, really cool. Newsweek's site has an audio-visual digest of the book that contains a little intro from Cassidy himself, along with some recordings of the featured families/individuals from the book: ordinary Americans talking about why they have guns.

Go here, check that your sound is on, and hit the red link. It's good stuff. Best phrase: "wrangling the gun vote."

Hat tip: KC.

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August 08, 2007

Overheard, 9

"What I really hate is when my husband looks at me while I'm talking and all outward signs point to someone listening. Then I find out a day or two later that he has no recollection of the conversation."

"Hm. I wonder if you could test this by suddenly, in the middle of the conversation—without changing tone at all—talking about your imaginary lover, Alberto. But don't specify "imaginary." Merely switch from a discussion of your son's college prospects to the lovely time you and Alberto had in the sack last week."

I love fireworks in the summer, whether someone is hitting a home run or not.

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Mission Accomplished

I finally got to hug Dr. E-Sharp: he was helping his company set up its booth for Siggraph, and it was just crazy. So while Professor Fractal complained that Scanmaster clearly wasn't attending Siggraph this year, Dr. E-Sharp was only a vague rumor to me. (I did see Scanmaster, and he showed me around like he always does. If you want to meet people it's a plus to hang out with eccentric, gregarious businessmen.)

E-Sharp and I trade voice mails, but can't seem to synch up. He's available, he tells me at one point. Of course, this is during the time I'm at the Siggraph Chapter party in the basement of that cool club on 6th and Broadway, chatting up people I haven't seen in 16 years—not since I stopped living with Martin G. Naturally, there's no cell phone reception in the basement.

So it goes. I start to open my voice mails with "this is your stalker. I'll be at thus-and-such around 3:00."

I stop by his company's booth and ask after him. "He's not working right now," the receptionist tells me. "Would you like to leave a business card?"

"That's okay," I reply. "Just let him know that his stalker dropped by."

She smiles. "Are you his wife?"

"Heavens, no," I tell her. "I don't have her class. Or her height."

Fifteen minutes later I run into Martin G., and we take another stroll by the good doctor's booth. Sure enough, the jinx has run its course. The E-Sharps are just standing there. We greet them, and escort 'em to the sandwich shop. Then they head out to the Electronic Theater while Marty and I take a turkey sandwich to Professor Fractal.

This is the most fun I've ever had at Siggraph: I knew I was there for social reasons, but I'd started to get an idea of what things were the most fun, and I no longer needed a tourguide to pick out the most interactive or interesting exhibits, or the coolest technology. So other than scoring a few hugs from the E-Sharps—and catching the Electronic Theatre—I went to San Diego without much of an agenda at all.

Just a hippie girl taking in the sights.

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At the Electronic Theatre Yesterday . . .

one of the featured filmettes was the U2/Green Day "The Saints Are Coming" video.

It's stunning on every level: in its use of computer graphics (check out that water), the sound, the hittability of the lead singers (both generations, but of course Billy Joe Armstrong in particular—mascara notwithstanding), and as a piece of propaganda.

Those who are familiar with the U.S. Constitution will now start discussing posse comitatus, giving Bono a pass because he's Irish, and wondering why on earth leftists are now advocating a return to martial law based on Presidential whim.

But, please: the video was beautiful. It was an artistic/technological achievement, and it tugged at my heartstrings. It made me want to put up one of those posters about how the Navy doesn't need to hold bake sales to buy aircraft carriers. In short, it did exactly what good propaganda does: it made me feel, rather than think.

And it was a privilege to see it on a big screen, without the loss of resolution one always experiences with You Tube.

(Professor Fractal: "I hate You Tube. What about all those people who are posting their videos to You Tube, and deleting the originals? When better quality is available, where will they be?"

Martin G.: "If they are deleting the originals, it serves them right a few years down the line if they are stuck with horrendous-quality clips.")

Anyway, if you're in San Diego for Siggraph, be sure to get a ticket to the Electronic Theatre (or the Computer Animation Festival—whatever they're calling it these days).

It's longish (even grueling, as one nears the two-hour mark), but always—always—worth it.

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August 07, 2007

Emerging Technologies

Unfortunately, today will be my last day at Siggraph; I'll have to make it count.

My very favorite exhibit in Emerging Technologies was "Globe 4D," put together by some whip-smart Netherlanders at the Universitat Leiden. In the middle of the display is a an ordinary globe atlas; surrounding it is a lazy Susan sort of device that allows one to track changes the occur, or occurred, or might occur, over a matter of time. (That is, one can historically track what has happened with continental drift, and which tectonic plates will be crashing against each other in the future—and therefore what continents will be merging in the next few million years. Or one can simply look at the effects of light on Earth, by tracking the days and seasons. Or one can look at what could happen if water levels rise. [Hint: Florida and Holland could be in trouble.)

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Geena Davis Spoke Yesterday.

on behalf of See Jane, her new entertainment watchdog group that looks at issues of gender disparity in children's entertainment. So far, most of their research has focused on strict counting of characters in shows, which I don't find useful. What I find more interesting is the mushy, subjective stuff: how many strong female protagonists are there, for example? The number of "extras" in a cartoon that are male doesn't matter much to me.

And, needless to say, I'm in favor of neither government mandates on these issues, nor arbitrary guidelines that place handcuffs on writers and story editors. There are enough restraints on creativity in the world of children's programming as it is.

Nonetheless, it's worth keeping an eye on, so to speak: the idea of female visibility/freedom implied in a group like See Jane is another one of the fundamental liberal values that we need to promote. It is yet another Western notion that is under threat by Islamo-Fascism.

Just as I seek to make common cause with moderate Muslims, so I also intend to continue my dialogue with feminists who are seeking to enhance female visibility, support continuing opportunities for women, and fight the spread of Sharia law and other fundamentally sexist, oppressive political systems worldwide.

Very often, of course, the moderate Muslims and the creative feminists will turn out to be the same people. And that is delightful.

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Sean Hackbarth Joins the Fred Thompson Pre-Campaign.

They made a thoughtful choice: Sean has been blogging for nearly a decade—he started a long time before the terms "weblog" and "blog" were even coined. And with his background in computers and economics, he's going to bring a lot to the table over there in D.C. I just hope he finds the time to continue his own efforts at The American Mind.

I suspect the weather is a bit better in Washington, D.C., versus Wisconsin. And I've long suspected that D.C. would be a fun place to live. Wasn't it Jeff Harrell who said that it was nearly impossible to get lost in the nation's capitol after a few weeks, what with all the famous landmarks everywhere one turns?

I'd be pretty happy with Fred as a candidate. Of course, one never knows what the MSM has up its sleeve: one person I know speculates that there's a lot more dirt on Giuliani than we know, and that the media aren't focusing on it right now because they hope Rudy will be the GOP nominee. That seemed a bit conspiratorial to me, but they are certainly going after Fred with enough gusto that I rather think they don't want him to carry the banner for the Republicans.

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August 06, 2007

Personally,

I take a purse cam with me everywhere I go. It pretty much accessorizes with everything.


Via Insty, who remarks that Michelle Madigan is "not ready for prime time." I'm amazed that she thought she could pull that stunt off.

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August 05, 2007

Well, I'm Here.

I'm in San Diego, where the people are nice but the internet connections can be spotty.

Having a great time nerd-watching, socializing, and (let's be honest) reading the last Harry Potter book.

This, of course, is all exhausting. There's little time to blog.

Furthermore, one cannot write brilliant entries from the lobby of a Holiday Inn—I saw that written down somewhere, but I've forgotten where.

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August 03, 2007

All We Are Saying . . .

is give war a chance.

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Does No One in Iowa Eat Arugula?

I rather doubt that.

Come on: You've got to give Obama credit for trying. Remember the milk thing? As I recall, it was George Bush Sr. that got caught in that particular trap, which led to that leitmotif some years later in The West Wing wherein the President and his aides kept trying to find someone who worked in the White House and knew the price of milk. Once the information was located, a memo was send 'round.

What bothers me is that it's hard to find the blends of prepackaged salad mix that have arugula and/or mustard greens already in 'em (e.g., the "Portofino" blend by Ready Pac). So one either has to get a whole bag or arugula (and risk that some will go to waste), or live without spicy greens in one's salad.

So give the kid a break, okay?

Of course, had I been stumping in Iowa, I might have stuck with the price of corn. A safer bet—and still delicious.

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August 02, 2007

"You Know," My Father Announces, "I've Never Balanced a Checkbook in my Life."

"Yes," I respond. "When I got my first account and asked you how to keep it straight, you replied that the secret was to have two accounts, and use them alternately.

But I never had trouble with the 'running balance' thing. It was trying to reconcile them against the statements that always made me crazy."

"I can't even spell 'reconcile,'" my father replies.

This is the same guy who criticized me in college for not taking enough courses in "the natural sciences." (I used to wonder what unnatural sciences would be, but I never bothered to ask.)

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Everyone Draws the Line Somewhere.

My mother doesn't mind my keeping beer in her fridge, or a bottle of vodka in her closet.

She refuses to let me leave Cheerios there, however.

Of course, what she doesn't know can't possibly hurt her. (Unless she finds it, in which case I'll simply disavow. And, yes—that is, in fact, a word, though one wonders how much currency it enjoyed before the 1960s.)

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August 01, 2007

Heck of a Twelve-Hour Span.

It included: (1) more work in the office, which meant coming to terms with The Calculator That Hates Me, and with QuickBooks.

I swear: like learning to drive a clutch again. I felt like I was 17 again. Ick.

(2) Driving across town to take my mother to the chiropractor. I was late in picking her up, so she used the opportunity to give me helpful advice regarding what route to take there, which lanes I should be in on the freeway, and the like. "Okey-dokey," I kept saying. I know she knew I was aggravated, but what can you do? Old habits die hard.

At a certain point I did say, "I think I'll navigate for a while, here."

(3) Dinner back on this side of town with my father, my stepmother, and my husband. Lovely meal, but it made it a long day. Dad, of course, was at his quirky best.

Did I tell you what my best friend in the 80s used to say about my parents? "Five minutes in the same room with either one of them explains sooo much."

I'm not sure she meant that in a good way.

So I'm sorry I'm so dull lately, but I do (sort of) have money in the bank, which is nice. I hate to make it sound like I prefer money to traffic, but . . . well, except for Darrell and a few other Bright Stars out there, the denizens of the blogosphere can't compete with Paying Clients. Not right now.

I'm halfway through re-reading The Half-Blood Prince, in preparation for You-Know-What. And I must get a move on: the husband is line right behind me . . .

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