Oh yeah. It’s another one of those days.
Brain break! Time for Conan the Barbarian: The Musical!
Great. Now it’s in my head. “Crooooommmmm vhere ahr zah too snakez faszhing eech ohveeeeer?”
Oh yeah. It’s another one of those days.
Brain break! Time for Conan the Barbarian: The Musical!
Great. Now it’s in my head. “Crooooommmmm vhere ahr zah too snakez faszhing eech ohveeeeer?”
Time for a brain break.
Simon’s Cat is a YouTube channel that’s great for a quick laugh, and this 2 minute vid is called “The Box”.
I totally know that cat.
The article from the Wall Street Journal seemed sensationalistic enough. “Tales From the Crypt: To Attract New Blood, Church Joins Club Scene”
Oh brother, I thought. Now what? Did the Catholic church open a nightclub in some major city with some stupid “Twilight” theme?
Nope. Nothing so tame.
“The crypt of the Basilica di San Carlo al Corso near St. Peter’s Square has boasted tombs of cardinals for centuries… Rev. Maurizio Mirilli, head of youth ministry in Rome’s Catholic Church, has converted a section of the crypt into a nightclub with a live-music stage and a bar stocked with beer, Prosecco and other wine. Father Mirilli has christened the new watering hole GP2, short for “Giovanni Paolo II,” as the late Polish pope was known in Italian.”
OK. So blasting music among the crypts of hundreds of years of entombed cardinals while getting plastered isn’t somewhat…. I don’t know… inappropriate? Bad ju-ju? Creepy?
Oh, and speaking of bad ju-ju….
“Scrawled across the bar was a biblical passage from the Gospel of St. John, quoting Jesus Christ: “Give me a drink.”
Um… the article itself points out that Jesus Christ was referring to water. He didn’t push through some saloon doors, mosey up to the bar and ask for a brewsky.
Beer, disaronno, whiskey sours, dirty martinis, jack and coke… the only thing that ever goes with these things is maybe a small snack. That’s it. Sacred crypts with centuries of dead cardinals laying around do nothing to enhance my drinking experience whatsoever, thank you very much.
The article is in the “free” section of the Wall Street Journal’s website.
Apple finally released the Google Voice app for the iPhone.
Unfortunately, the app is not showing up if you search the app store! (Figures!)
If you want to install Google Voice directly on your iPhone, just launch Safari on your iPhone and go to…
http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/google-voice/id318698524?mt=8
… or a goo.gl shortened version…
This will launch the App Store on the iPhone and you can install Google Voice directly to your iPhone right now. You can also visit the…
http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/google-voice/id318698524?mt=8
…link on your PC or Mac and download Google Voice directly to iTunes.
Every Tuesday I re-post all zee tweets that didn’t originate from this blog just to keep everything in sync.
This last week on Twitter…
A cat stands his ground against not just one, but two alligators (the second alligator shows up at the 1:03 mark).
(Spoiler for those worried this video won’t end well : the cat smacks them both back into the water.)
Dude. I know that cat. The friendliest, most lovable creature to ever purr, but when it’s time to throw down, he doesn’t care how big the intruder is. He brings it.
On a serious note, WTF is up with the humans in the video? Help the cat! Move the kids! Damn!
I saw this commercial while watching the Dallas/Giants game this weekend. Who knew Kahlua had a great sense of humor?
Every Monday I like to post some music to start the week off on the right foot.
This week…
Pogo – Wishery
Deadmau5 feat. Rob Swire – Ghosts N Stuff
Jamiroquai – Canned Heat
…and finally, David Snell – Crab Apple Jam
Here are some news stories from this week that I think the mainstream media completely missed out on. All links are from legitimate news sources and not the fringe / wacko sites.
* The next time you’re busted for sleeping in, just say you were actually very hard at work rebuilding your synaptic pathways! Scientists just figured out sleepin’ helps “consolidate memories, fixing them in the brain so we can retrieve them later… new research is showing that sleep also seems to reorganize memories, picking out the emotional details and reconfiguring the memories to help you produce new and creative ideas.” [PHYSORG]
* Brace yourself… I see a stamps going up to a dollar soon! The U.S. Post Office just announced they doubled their losses “in fiscal year 2010, despite cutting billions of dollars in expenses and trimming its staff.” I think the problem is the post office is fighting 2010 tech with a 1800’s mentality. So how can they update themselves to be profitable in these modern times? Off the top of my head…
Oh, and one more thing they can do… quit with the constant catalogs I’m getting in the mail that say how wonderful they are and how spiffy everything they do is. [CNN]
* Wanna’ know another way you can tell someone is lying to you? They start an answer to you with “Well”. It’s actually scary how many times this happens. [PSYCHOLOGY TODAY]
* Oh Danny boy, the banks, the banks are failin’… [SPIEGEL]
* A federal judge found warrantless cell phone tracking is unconstitutional! Dude! What’s next? Closing Guantanamo? Stopping the torture of prisoners? Ahhh, I can dream of such righteous freedom and liberty! [ACLU]
* The future called and said it’s really here. You can now create blood for your own transfusions from your skin cells. Science is awesome! [TELEGRAPH.CO.UK]
* Have you ever heard of the movie “Victor, Victoria“? It’s about a woman pretending to be a man pretending to be a woman, all in the name of getting a part on a Broadway show. That’s kind of a goofball premise, right? Well check this out… an man engaged to be married (with millions to waste) decided he not only did not want to get married, but he really wanted to be a woman! He went through a complete sex change, then partied hard with a ton of men. In the middle of his partydom, he met a “very special” woman, and decided he really didn’t want to be a woman anymore. So he went back through the sex change process to become a man again, and then married this new woman. Dude. I can’t tell if this is going to wind up on Lifetime, Sci-Fi, or the Horror channel. [DAILYMAIL.CO.UK]
* And finally, allow me to present a completely fabricated fully holographic singer. Terrifying concept. Seriously awesome high-tech. Japan. Of course.
Video #1
Video #2
aaaaaand Video #3
OK, so if this crap exists, where are my Star Wars hologram phone calls and my R2 unit already?
That’s all I got! Back Monday!!
There’s been a lot of talk about the Fed’s “Quantitative Easing” in the media, but there really hasn’t been a clear explanation of what it is and why it may (or may not) be bad for the economy. I haven’t found anything I could “copy and paste” to explain what the big deal is.
While catching up with my monthly reading, I saw an article in the November 2010 issue of Fortune titled “Let Us Tell You The Ugly Truth About The Economy” (p98). About midway through the article, on page 106, the following paragraphs really hammer home what “Quantitative Easing” is…
“Let’s say the Fed buys $1 trillion of Treasury securities in the secondary market. Out of thin air, it creates $1 trillion in credit balances in the sellers’ accounts. The sellers have $1 trillion more cash than they did, increasing the money supply.
There is now $1 trillion less of publicly traded Treasuries, which props up their price. By contrast, if Goldman Sachs wanted to buy $1 trillion of Treasury securities, it would have to find $1 trillion of cash to pay for them. Sellers would have $1 trillion more cash than before, Goldman would have $1 trillion less. There would be no increase in the money supply or decrease in the Treasury supply.
If the Fed could buy endless amounts of Treasury securities without any side effects, it would almost be like free money…. The Fed can’t do that indefinitely without touching off inflation, debasing the dollar, or both.”
TL;DR : It would kind of like trying to buy a coke with a dollar bill you drew on the spot if you had the authority to do that (and the fancy paper and special ink).
Not good.