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November 29, 2005
Send Your Dreidels!
Let me just say this...
Holidays have been getting less and less exciting over the years. Take last Christmas... Christmas Eve I was working at Godiva in Somerset, dipping strawberries into chocolate and listening to the same techno Bing Crosby-Winter Wonderland mix over and over again. And what sounded like Juilio Iglasis singing "Ave Maria." Ho Hum.
We went to a nice seafood joint and it was all fine and good, but really? I'm starting to feel less inclined towards a holiday spirit. This year, I'm seriously considering switching to Chanukah. (12/26-1/2 this year, kids, which means I have time to buy the Menorah.) Since my immediate family is not Christian, aren't I free to go wherever I like with this holiday bullarkey? And celebrating the preservation of oil seems a lot more pertient to these times then some long-dead Armenian who was actually born in the Spring...
I think I also miss NY on this one, because Christmas in NY was special. That first snow, coming down between the buildings, not sticking to anything... the outside shopping bonanza in Union Square... big tree in Rockefeller... now that's how you do fucking Christmas/Chanukah/Kwanzaa/Ramadan.
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November 18, 2005
Further Utterances From The Sacred Cow
Thought: The Bush administration is excellent at multi-tasking. They've managed to have Vietnam and Watergate at the same time.
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November 17, 2005
The Great Genius Of Our Time
Every now and again, I'm reminded on how much I love Woody Allen. VF has a piece on him this month, in which the writer makes some excellent points. There are no bad Woody Allen films; one's that are weak, yes, but none that make you run from the theater. This year's film, especially, is supposed to be quite good. Hopefully, I'll be able to see it. I'm sure there are many Woodyhaters out there, but so many people just know about Mia Farrow and Soon-Yi and judge him on that. (No evidence he ever molested his children, BTW. He was never convicted.) However, let me be the 5,607 to proclaim that Woody Allen is one of the great American artists and one of the greatest directors of all time.
MY TOP TEN
1) Manhattan
2) Sleeper
3) Annie Hall
4) Hannah and Her Sisters
5) Bananas
6) Manhattan Murder Mystery
7) Bullets Over Broadway
8) Zelig
9) Take The Money and Run
10) Mighty Aphrodite
And I'm leaving some off, I know. Please, Woodfans, tell me what your favorites are. Because it seems like very few people in my law school have even heard of Woody, let alone of spiders the size of Buicks.
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November 16, 2005
Now We Have Ourselves A Weenie Roast
Bob Woodward has found his way, yet again, into a Beltway bruhaha, with a side of criminal conspiracy. (Not Woodward himself, although, his collusory relationship with those in power is a shade unseemly for a "supposed" fourth estate Brahmin.)
He knew Valerie Plame before even Novak. So why didn't this dumbass say anything before? Is it just me or, thirty years ago, did he have some balls? Or is he too stuffed with canapes from Ben and Sally's to actually, you know, report anymore?
But at least with Woodward in the woodwork, the scandal is complete. Now all we need are some tapes, Judge Sirica and a dog named Checkers (oops, wrong Nixon scandal.)
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November 7, 2005
Paging Stockdale or "A la Maison Blanc"
West Wing: Now, if Alan Alda and NYPD blue dude were actually running for office, that would have been one kick-ass debate. It was better than Dole V Clinton, Bush V Gore, Bush V Kerry... if Vinick and Santos has been actual presidental contenders, that would have been a political junkie's dream debate...
But, you see, they're not.
They are not real candidates. They are not going to be in a position to change policy. NYPD blue dude asking Alan Alda to pledge not to invade a country for oil means nothing; Alan Alda didn't get us into Iraq. Hell, the guy spent ELEVEN years trying to get us out of Korea! And there was nothing but peasants and Hot Lips there!
No character besides Ron Silver that had been featured before season six was on the ep. No B-story, no A-story... that's not a drama. That's a masturbatory exercise. Yes, if a real debate was like that, it would be great. But without the consequences of an actual ballot box looming in the future, I don't care what a WW writer thinks of immigration or taxes.
P.S. FYI: Zoey Bartlet is now shilling for Exerdin. Seriously, the actress is talking about her migraines on some advert.
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November 1, 2005
Dems Close The Doors!
(Henry Reid, right now, has forced a closed session of the Senate about intelligence and Iraq. This is a legal parlimentary procedure and it was quickley seconded, so GOP couldn't do shit to stop it.)
Way to develop some balls, boys!
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