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Posts from June 2003

In His Element

A couple of nights ago, and for the first time since he fumbled onto the national stage, I saw George W Bush looking comfortable and very much at ease in a public setting. No smirking, no desperate confusion, no laughable faux gravitas in his mein. He seemed casual, off-the-cuff, unflummoxed, unworried. It didn’t take me [...]


The Peach/Vagina/Chainsaw Head Incident

The party was already deafening by the time I got there. I could hear it raging through the door, pounding techno over a muffled roar of conversation and the thump of dancing feet. I knocked, waited, banged, waited, opened the door, and poked my head in. Mayhem. Flailing bodies grinding together in lurid red and [...]


Priscilla, Vanquisher of Hair

I get my hair cut at the Hair Cuttery near my house. I’ve been going there long enough — almost three years now — that I know most of the stylists, and have even settled on one that I like best. Her name is Peri, and she has all the qualities I revere in a [...]


The Belief of Facts vs The Facts of Belief

Here’s a really excellent article by Michael Kinsley on the whole WMD flap, and on the sometimes nonexistent divide between opinion and fact in the collective Mind of the masses. My favorite passage: As someone who manufactures opinions for a living, it is my job to be sure. And my standards for the ingredients of [...]


Whither the WMDs?

“I believe that the Prime Minister must have concluded that it was honourable and desirable to back the US in going for military action in Iraq and therefore it was honourable for him to persuade us through various ruses and ways to get us there – so for him I think it was an honourable [...]


What I Did This Weekend

It was a fairly uneventful weekend, as these things go. My DNA was accidentally spliced with a badger’s in a freak blender accident, and I’ve been digging a complex network of underground tunnels beneath my cube ever since, and spend about an hour every morning filing down my massive canines. I was visited by emissaries [...]


Wax People

The apartment smelled musty and abandoned. I elbowed the door shut, dropped my suitcase. Something was pounding in my head, demanding my attention. It had started during the funeral, while the reverend was droning through his cant, a dull ache that escalated over the next several days into an angry, thudding migraine. I’d been expecting [...]


Oh My God I Suck At Pool

Went to a pool hall this evening. Stood under glaring lights in a pall of cigarette smoke and sent colored balls careening off felt bumpers in a sort of macroscopic demonstration of brownian motion, except a little bit more random. We successfully managed to avoid losing any of our balls to those nefarious little holes [...]


The Theory of Bushspeak

Bushspeak is that odd perversion of the English language that are president uses to communicate with others, and I’ve been hearing a lot more of it on the news lately. With various shitstorms beginning to bear down on his administration (the continually worsening economy, no WMDs in Iraq, allegations of intelligence tampering, a return to [...]


Rain, Gods, and Network Access

Looking out the window at rain, rain, rain. Can’t believe it’s the middle of June. This is definitely ark weather. Driving home today, I found myself just constantly hydroplaning, skimming across the surface of 270 like I was on skis. Is this global warming? El Nino? The god of rain, answering our prayers a little [...]


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