Jessica Lang will forever be the beauty that tamed Kong. Lately, though, she seems to have stumbled into the realm of ‘crazy beautiful spurned chick who goes psycho’, a path that other great beauties have followed as well. Look at Joan Crawford, whose work strangely mirrored her life. Jessica Lang has now played a freakish…
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Dealing with conflict is never easy. I sat there today, watching the Washington Spin Machine as they tried to solidify some image of the President’s resent trip into insanity (also known as Great Britain). Amazing resources — both psychological and physical — are being expended to create a unified picture of what happened. It’s very…
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…as having a lobotomy. Who knew that configuring a wireless router would make me want to throw my computer into the bayou behind my house (or worse, throw ME into the bayou…sure it’s only three feet deep, but it’s fricken cold outside). I’m not sure why it is I really *wanted* to get a wireless…
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My airport card arrived today for my iBook. I installed it and immediately went to the coffee shop, where I can enjoy wireless internet access and drink latte and talk about politics and Joni Mitchell. Wi-Fi cards really signify alot in our culture–the dire need to plug in and connect, the mystical, almost romantic feel…
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Okay, so I’m in reality fairly conservative. I’m for small government, no social welfare programs (save Student Loans which are actually an investment in future tax base) and I’m against any form of government intrusion into my diet, my habits, or my bedroom. With that said, I bought a Mac. I absolutely love it. The…
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1.) I hate computers. Since humans discovered that the entirety of human knowledge, actions, and activities can be reduced to ones and zeros, humans have become grumpier and more stupid. And the more we rely on computers, the more complicated they become. Take today for instance, when I had to spend three hours on the…
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I don’t envy the people suffering through the blackout. Especially considering that I’m under not one but two deadlines. A book review for a new online magazine is wooshing by, and the deadline for the next chapter of Tuscany was on Friday. Neither are completed quite yet. So this blog will be brief. I have…
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Three times. That’s the number of times I threw up yesterday morning. I wouldn’t mention it, except that it corresponds to the number of times people have, in the last week, asked me to qualify for the October primary against a certain state representative. The money’s there, the people are there, but I’m not. Aparently,…
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This morning, I overslept, demanding that I request an emergency ride from my grandfather. When he arrived, there was a lizard perched on his hood a la hood ornament. I laughed, thinking that he had glued a fake cameleon to his hood. It turned out to be real. Later that day, I had a conversation…
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My high school English teacher had a nifty little shorthand she used when grading our essays, the only part of which I remember was “B.S.” *BE SPECIFIC*. If you received an infamous B.S. scrawled in one of the margins, follow the arrow and you would no doubt find a sentence, phrase, or word that lacked…
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