Guess I’m not un-blocked yet, because I allowed the evil Lyn Cash to distract me with her wonderful links — primarily the Brokeback Mountain Happy Meal video, through which I discovered the LA sketch comedy group Fries on the Side.
I’ve filed them under “food.” Had to watch every one of their videos. Had to. My favorites: Default Date, Walken & Walken, and She’s Special.
Then I got sidetracked onto banned commercials at Google Video, like this Mastercard commercial. Damn it. Another 90 minutes down the tube, watching every funny commercial video I could find. Here’s another one, double damn it.
Back to Lyn. Top o’ the blog at the moment is a photo of a leucistic peacock. For those of you not into critters, leucistic animals are starkly white, unlike albino animals, which often retain some pigment. Leucistics have pigmented eyes, while albinos have pink eyes due to a lack of pigment.
Follow the links for examples of a leucistic ball python, albino ball python, and a normal ball python. Just to mix things up, here’s a piebald ball python, part leucistic, part wildtype pigmentation.
I couldn’t find much detail on the biology of leucism — just this brief Wikipedia article. The biology of albinism is well understood, however.
Anyway, I thought it would be fun to see how many different leucistic animal pictures I could find on the web. Here are some good ones:
I have no excuse for not working on my book today, none at all. I need a good kick in the ass, that’s what I need.
D.
The Christian Science Monitor continues to post daily updates on kidnaped journalist Jill Carroll. She has not been forgotten.
Screw the New York Times firewall. You can find your morning Dowdage at Jurassic Pork’s blog (Happiness is a Warm Gun). My favorite bit from the always scintillating Ms. Dowd:
As Carey Goldberg wrote in The Boston Globe, the most popular Harvard course is one taught by Tal Ben-Shahar about how to shed pathologies.
You’d think just being lucky enough to get that Harvard edge would cause elation. But Ms. Goldberg reported that more than 800 students left smiling and cheering after hearing Dr. Ben-Shahar offer self-help formulas like these: “Learn to fail or fail to learn”; don’t think, “It happened for the best,” but rather, “How can I make the best of what happened?”
He meditated with the students, telling them to “give yourself permission to just be.”
Learn to fail or fail to learn? Is that the sound of one ass-cheek farting, or what?
Although I might sigh over this, it also gives me a feeling of warmth and superiority. I retain a great deal of empathy for Berkeley freshmen, kids who have outshined their high school classmates but now find themselves in a hive populated by nothing but the best and the brightest. While they are working their butts raw to ace Chem 1, or English Composition, or Calculus, their Ivy League colleagues are busy trying to giving themselves permission to just be.
As we used to say in college, you can always tell a Harvard man, but you can’t tell him much.
Karen and I have had first-hand experience with both a public university (Berkeley) and a private university (Stanford), and we’re on agreement on this: One of the main differences between the two is their attitude towards failure. Public schools realize some kids won’t make the grade. Private schools don’t accept failure as an option. Public schools understand that without the possibility of failure, success is meaningless. Private schools see dropouts as a loss of donors (not only the student, but his parents).
But the Ivy Leaguers take care of their own, even Yale dropouts like Dick Cheney. We don’t live in a meritocracy. I dare you to consider our current administration as an example of this, and not say, No duh. Sorry for the double negative.
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I’m going to our county’s Democratic Party fundraising dinner tonight. I predict: dry chicken breast, mushy peas, and lots of pissed-off libruls like me. I’ll let you know how it goes.
D.
Technorati tags: Maureen Dowd, Dick Cheney, Harvard, Ivy League, Jill Carroll
Call it end of the week exhaustion, but this is all I’ve got.
sxKitten reports on, if not the best googlebomb ever, one of the best. Freedom Fries, anyone?
Dave Munger has long maintained that the anti-abortion movement is, in reality, anti-sex. This week, he provides a provocative link to Alas, A Blog, wherein Ampersand takes a close look at the policies supported by the anti-abortion movement, and asks: do these positions truly indicate a belief that abortion is the same as child murder, or do they merely indicate a desire to punish women for having sex?
Current top o’ the blog at Falafel Sex: a fine political cartoon, followed by a very naughty dog picture (which Bare Rump admirers will surely remember).
This post today from author Jay Lake gave my SiteMeter palpitations. Still cracks me up. Thank God I said some nice things about Jay’s story . . . I think some of these people really would like to bust me up. (Just kidding.) But now I’m wondering (cue whine): when do I get peon minions? Paul, you’re never going to live this one down.
Post script to the Ben Domenech plagiarism story, from Media Matters:
Summary: Ben Domenech, defending himself from charges of plagiarism, falsely claimed that one of the articles that apparently included plagiarized material “ran as inspired by [author P.J.] O’Rourke’s original.” There is, in fact, no mention of O’Rourke at all.
When is this idiot going to learn to stop lying about stuff which exists in the public record? You don’t win friends and influence people by lying your ass off after the fact. What. A. Dick.
From the Media Matters link, here’s a portion of Domenech’s defense:
In one instance, I have been accused me of passing off P.J. O’Rourke’s writing as my own in a column for the paper. But the truth is that I had met P.J. at a Republican event and asked his permission to do a college-specific version of his classic piece on partying. He granted permission, the piece was cleared with my editors at the paper, and it ran as inspired by O’Rourke’s original. [Emphasis added]
Even if it were true (which it isn’t; see above), “inspired by” does not allow you to lift sentences word-for-word from the parent work. Jeez.
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Coming this weekend: the joys of hardboiled fiction. Have a good one, everybody.
D.
Hat tip to Ishbadiddle for advising women against marriage to Harrison Ford.
While I’m being a blog slut, Jurassic Pork has full text of Maureen Dowd’s latest column.
Finally, because I’m a sucker for jiggly cleavage, I loved this real estate ad. (From YesButNoButYes).
D
Egalia at Tennessee Guerilla Woman has posted full text of Maureen Dowd’s Saturday column, Valley of the Rolls. (JP has it, too — and don’t miss his contest, either!) I have my own Ambien story to share, but first . . .
Hmm. My sitemeter stats say folks are busy this weekend digging for Duggars. I even got a hit from someone searching for “Prairie Muffin pornography,” which gave me an idea or three, all of them puerile and scatological.
You remember the Duggars. Ma Duggar popped out baby Prairie Muffin #16 (Johanna Faith Duggar. All Duggar kids have J names. Isn’t that cuuuute?) on October 12, 2005. Not even the prolific Michelle Duggar can produce a #17 this soon, can she? Unless the baby is premature. Damn. I really hope that isn’t the reason for these hits.
Nope. Pheew. I did a Google blog search on the Duggars (thanks for the idea, Blue Gal), and found this post by Work at Home Dad. Guess what: soon, we’ll have another Duggar TV special to snark upon! From Work at Home Dad,
Discovery Health Channel will be running their newest show on the Duggars, “Raising 16 Children.” Here are the air dates (all times Eastern):
March 15, 2006 at 8:00 pm and 11:00 pm
March 19, 2006 at 3:00 pm
March 26, 2006 at 9:00 pm
March 27, 2006 at 12:00 amTLC will be running their newest show on the Duggars, “16 Children and Moving In.” Here are the air dates (all times Eastern):
March 11, 2006 at 9:00 pm
March 12, 2006 at 12:00 am
March 13, 2006 at 8:00 pm and 11:00 pm
March 19, 2006 at 1:00 pm
Get this: Karen knew about this, and she didn’t tell me.
For those of you who need to play catch up, here’s a convenient list of my Duggar & Prairie Muffin posts.
How Many is Too Many? An introduction to the Quiverfull movement in general, and the Duggars in particular, with a focus on the Duggar parenting system.
So you want to be a Prairie Muffin . . . An intensive study of the Muffin Manifesto.
Banned Books Week: the Muffin POV. And you thought book burnings were a bad thing?
I’m wondering what I can do next. Possibilities include,
Not tonight, I’m having your baby: Muffin sexual etiquette.
Cooking for 16+ Cafeteria cooking good enough to eat!
Animals do it outside. Why can’t you? Surviving with 18 family members and 2 1/2 bathrooms.
I’m raising an army of blonde white clones to ensure the primacy of the Aryan Race. And what are you doing to make the world a better place?
Suggestions welcomed.
D.
The Muppet Matrix at YouTube. Excellent casting, with Kermit as Keanu Reeves, and Miss Piggy as Carrie-Anne Moss. Hat tip to YesButNoButYes.
From Best Week Ever, meet Wafah Dufour, Osama Bin Laden’s niece:
Terrorize me, baby.
Important followup: remember my post earlier this week about Tony Blair’s intimate conversations with God? Seems God is way pissed. Python Terry Jones reports. (Hat tip to Kate.)
And because I’m in that kind of mood, I went out in search of the Camel Toe song and discovered: the Camel Toe movie!
Oy. If I don’t get any this weekend, you’ll be reading my obit on Monday.
D.
PS: NEWS FLASH — SMART BITCHES GOOGLE BOMB ON BILL NAPOLI SUCCEEDS, BIG TIME!!! Go give Candy her well deserved congratulations.
It doesn’t get much more clever than this.
The kind folks at SaveMyAss will mail your sweetie flowers on all the major dates, and send her flowers randomly every four to six weeks:
If you’re a successful professional whose career demands the bulk of your time, you know the situation. You want her to be happy, but work keeps you so busy… and maybe you’re just not as good at being romantic as you’d like to be. Imagine how she’d feel if you sent her flowers on a regular basis. Sign up for this service once, and we’ll take care of the rest.
I wonder. If I asked nicely, would they send Karen tarantulas instead?
Hat tip to Ishbadiddle.
D.
Over at YesButNoButYes, view the trailer for The Curious Dr. Humpp.
No, really.
Clearly, I specialized in the wrong branch of medicine.
D.