good to be back, major tom.
would love to hear more about kline's 18th. amazing. do tell.
today was andrew's thanksgiving pageant. glorious. much pomp, circumstance, and gloating by the pilgrims.
to celebrate, i took him to the stars game tonite. the highlight of which (for him) was seeing the airplanes in the american airlines lobby. that and the cotton candy.
on the way back, i told him a joke. the classic. "what's black, white, and red all over?" i asked. "i dunno," he responded, with the mildest hint of enthusiasm. "a newspaper!," i revealed.
silence.
then a loud voice from the back seat, "a newspaper with a belly button?"
i don't get it either.
kids are nuts.
bigs
Monday, November 24, 2003
Sunday, November 09, 2003
I love that Neo figured out the only way to win was to give up.
He "became" Smith, just like Jesus became sin, allowing the machines to destroy Smith, just like God destroyed sin through Christ.
I understand that the machines could not just unhook all humans from the Matrix - they have to give each of them a choice; choice is the greatest good that neo aspired to.
I am somewhat perplexed by the comments of the little girl at the end; she "created" the sunrise for Neo. Did the machines perhaps give humans some measure of control over their environment within the Matrix as an inducement to remain connected?
He "became" Smith, just like Jesus became sin, allowing the machines to destroy Smith, just like God destroyed sin through Christ.
I understand that the machines could not just unhook all humans from the Matrix - they have to give each of them a choice; choice is the greatest good that neo aspired to.
I am somewhat perplexed by the comments of the little girl at the end; she "created" the sunrise for Neo. Did the machines perhaps give humans some measure of control over their environment within the Matrix as an inducement to remain connected?
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
excerpts from today's nytimes re revolution:
There are still a few loose ends that might be spun into future sequels — "The Matrix Recycled," perhaps, or "The Matrix Recall Election" or "The Matrix Recipe Book and Holiday Menu Planner" (featuring the Oracle's baking tips) — but the saga of Neo, which began in 1999 when he was a scruffy hacker who took a red pill, has now by all appearances reached its terminus. The appropriate response is somewhere between "About time" (about six hours, depending on what's added for the DVD release) and "So what?"
If "The Matrix" were a video game — I know there is one, but I mean the movies themselves — then you could linger in that dazzling white subway station, or in the Oracle's kitchen while the cookies are baking and tune out all of the philosophical mumbo jumbo and action-movie clichés. You could reflect on the curious beauty of your surroundings and admire the skill of the architects (not to be confused with the Architect). "The Matrix Relaxed" — now there's an idea for a sequel.
There are still a few loose ends that might be spun into future sequels — "The Matrix Recycled," perhaps, or "The Matrix Recall Election" or "The Matrix Recipe Book and Holiday Menu Planner" (featuring the Oracle's baking tips) — but the saga of Neo, which began in 1999 when he was a scruffy hacker who took a red pill, has now by all appearances reached its terminus. The appropriate response is somewhere between "About time" (about six hours, depending on what's added for the DVD release) and "So what?"
If "The Matrix" were a video game — I know there is one, but I mean the movies themselves — then you could linger in that dazzling white subway station, or in the Oracle's kitchen while the cookies are baking and tune out all of the philosophical mumbo jumbo and action-movie clichés. You could reflect on the curious beauty of your surroundings and admire the skill of the architects (not to be confused with the Architect). "The Matrix Relaxed" — now there's an idea for a sequel.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Monday, October 27, 2003
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
see. pepsi is your friend.
Apple and Pepsi to Give Away 100 Million Free Songs
SAN FRANCISCO-October 16, 2003-Apple® and Pepsi-Cola North America today announced a historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs to Mac® and Windows PC users from Apple’s iTunes® Music Store. Beginning February 1, 100 million winning codes will be randomly seeded in 20 ounce and 1 liter bottles of Pepsi, Diet Pepsi and Sierra Mist, and the winning codes will be redeemable for a free song from the iTunes Music Store. Winners will simply go to Apple’s iTunes Music Store (www.iTunes.com), enter the code found under the bottle cap and choose any 99 cent song from the online store’s vast catalog of over 400,000 songs. The Pepsi iTunes promotion will kick-off with a Super Bowl ad on February 1, 2004, and will run until March 31, 2004.
“iTunes has revolutionized the way we buy music,” said Dawn Hudson, president of Pepsi-Cola North America. “iTunes provides music fans with a fast, reliable and easy way to get the music they want, when they want it. During the Pepsi iTunes promotion, they will be able to get more of their favorite music for free.”
“This historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs will go down in history as igniting the legal download market,” said Steve Jobs, Apple’s CEO. “Pepsi has marketed their products through music for generations, and this is going to be another one that is remembered for decades.”
Apple and Pepsi to Give Away 100 Million Free Songs
SAN FRANCISCO-October 16, 2003-Apple® and Pepsi-Cola North America today announced a historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs to Mac® and Windows PC users from Apple’s iTunes® Music Store. Beginning February 1, 100 million winning codes will be randomly seeded in 20 ounce and 1 liter bottles of Pepsi, Diet Pepsi and Sierra Mist, and the winning codes will be redeemable for a free song from the iTunes Music Store. Winners will simply go to Apple’s iTunes Music Store (www.iTunes.com), enter the code found under the bottle cap and choose any 99 cent song from the online store’s vast catalog of over 400,000 songs. The Pepsi iTunes promotion will kick-off with a Super Bowl ad on February 1, 2004, and will run until March 31, 2004.
“iTunes has revolutionized the way we buy music,” said Dawn Hudson, president of Pepsi-Cola North America. “iTunes provides music fans with a fast, reliable and easy way to get the music they want, when they want it. During the Pepsi iTunes promotion, they will be able to get more of their favorite music for free.”
“This historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs will go down in history as igniting the legal download market,” said Steve Jobs, Apple’s CEO. “Pepsi has marketed their products through music for generations, and this is going to be another one that is remembered for decades.”
Sunday, October 19, 2003
foreshadowing.
i don't know how else to explain it. that i saw the weather on a network affiliate last nite.
i never watch the weather.
but there it was, punctuating my channel surfing. some smiley, kinda wacky weatherdude yakking away about a five-day forecast. i saw about 100 seconds of him. he was telling me that it's gonna be warm on sunday. specifically, if you've got a jacket on in the morning, it'll be gone by afternoon.
click. onto something else. (endless summer II.) and off to sleep.
the earth turns. the sun appears. and, what do you know. it's the usual sunday morning rush. abbreviated shower. quick bite. tick-tock. tick-tock. battling time, i stand in my closet, contemplating my church attire.
curious. i think of that weather guy. "NO JACKET," he said.
i grab a suit, in spite of his confident weather forecast. easy. no-brainer. efficient. i mean, aside from the careful consideration one must give the dress sock selection -- allowing for subtle nuances or the occasional holiday motif -- there's no time wasted trying to match a snappy ensemble. bada-bing. i'm dressed.
coffee in the travel mug. kids loaded in the car. one last thing to grab upstairs. and as i pivot to sprint up the stairs, my momentum is interuppted by a violent tug on my left side.
ccchhhhh-rrrrrrrrriiiiiiippppppppppp.
that's the sound of my jacket's left pocket caught on the corner of our stairwell. jacket status: ruined. mind you, this is the same jacket that the weather oracle told me i wouldn't need.
bummer.
gotta go. i've got some important decisions to make this week -- and the weather is coming on.
i don't know how else to explain it. that i saw the weather on a network affiliate last nite.
i never watch the weather.
but there it was, punctuating my channel surfing. some smiley, kinda wacky weatherdude yakking away about a five-day forecast. i saw about 100 seconds of him. he was telling me that it's gonna be warm on sunday. specifically, if you've got a jacket on in the morning, it'll be gone by afternoon.
click. onto something else. (endless summer II.) and off to sleep.
the earth turns. the sun appears. and, what do you know. it's the usual sunday morning rush. abbreviated shower. quick bite. tick-tock. tick-tock. battling time, i stand in my closet, contemplating my church attire.
curious. i think of that weather guy. "NO JACKET," he said.
i grab a suit, in spite of his confident weather forecast. easy. no-brainer. efficient. i mean, aside from the careful consideration one must give the dress sock selection -- allowing for subtle nuances or the occasional holiday motif -- there's no time wasted trying to match a snappy ensemble. bada-bing. i'm dressed.
coffee in the travel mug. kids loaded in the car. one last thing to grab upstairs. and as i pivot to sprint up the stairs, my momentum is interuppted by a violent tug on my left side.
ccchhhhh-rrrrrrrrriiiiiiippppppppppp.
that's the sound of my jacket's left pocket caught on the corner of our stairwell. jacket status: ruined. mind you, this is the same jacket that the weather oracle told me i wouldn't need.
bummer.
gotta go. i've got some important decisions to make this week -- and the weather is coming on.
Saturday, October 18, 2003
it's good to be back at the dexter lake club.
sorry for the no-posts. i had nothing.
it's saturday nite. mary's gone to baltimore for days. kids are asleep. the single parent thing cuts down on mobility. feels like i'm under house arrest.
au revoir to kris. here's to a few postings from far-flung, exotic destinations.
more to come.
bigs
sorry for the no-posts. i had nothing.
it's saturday nite. mary's gone to baltimore for days. kids are asleep. the single parent thing cuts down on mobility. feels like i'm under house arrest.
au revoir to kris. here's to a few postings from far-flung, exotic destinations.
more to come.
bigs
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
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