tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249266352024-03-07T06:56:47.739-07:00Coyote Squirrel's Random MusingsNo one gives a rat's ass what you have to say. Blogs are just so much verbal masturbation, better to be wiped up sheepishly with a kleenex than posted for the world to see.R.A. Porterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14851961356321735388noreply@blogger.comBlogger987125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24926635.post-18890377144149297802010-05-06T17:08:00.001-07:002010-05-06T17:09:07.976-07:00Ask me for my papers<div style="text-align:center;line-height:150%"><a href="http://www.zazzle.com/ask_me_for_my_papers_tshirt-235809994253521397?gl=coyotesqrl&group=mens&lifestyle=classic&rf=238436672299895257"><img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/ask_me_for_my_papers_tshirt-p2358099942535213972x6bh_325.jpg" alt="Ask me for my papers shirt" style="border:0;" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.zazzle.com/ask_me_for_my_papers_tshirt-235809994253521397?gl=coyotesqrl&group=mens&lifestyle=classic&rf=238436672299895257">Ask me for my papers</a> by <a href="http://www.zazzle.com/coyotesqrl*">coyotesqrl</a><br />Browse more <a href="http://www.zazzle.com/politics+tshirts">Politics T-Shirts</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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This, this is funny. And would have been much better than that convoluted mess of a script from Orci and Kurtzman.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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I woke up this morning with this joke in my head. I do know what
inspired it; I don’t know why I was inspired at that precise moment.<br />
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Anyway, I think the typography-minded existentialists of the world might get a kick out of this.<br />
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<blockquote>
Interview went pretty well. He’s a nice guy and I think he’d fit in with the team really well. That said, I’ve got a reservation or two.<br />
<br />
He wrote *the single strangest* factorial I’ve ever seen anyone write. Other than a couple of small bugs with it which I helped him see and work through, he had this...well, let me see if I can reproduce it: <br />
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public int factorial(int x) {<br />
int[] arr = new int[x];<br />
for (int y = x; y > 0; --y) {<br />
arr[y-1] = y;<br />
}<br />
<br />
int value = 1;<br />
for (int x; x > 0; --x) {<br />
value *= arr[x - 1];<br />
}<br />
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return value;<br />
}<br />
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I think that’s it, after we fixed his bugs. It took a while for me to get him to figure out he didn’t need that array. Afterward, we were talking and he said he tends to think of solutions to problems with loops and arrays and that’s just where his mind naturally gravitates. That is one big hammer he carries around and it concerns me. <br />
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He was open and listened clearly and didn’t *ever* get defensive about what he’d written, but it still gave me pause. He knows what he knows, wants to keep learning more, and would fit in great on a team. But...
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</blockquote>
Yeah. I should have paid more heed to that little voice.
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Being a smart writer - with some notable faults - Aaron Sorkin tried very hard to avoid painting Republicans and the right wing as villains. He also worked <i>very</i> hard not to write straw men. So this episode has no crazy wingers screaming and crying that the President is trying to indoctrinate their children. No one pressuring school boards to cancel the broadcast. No one pulling their children out of school to protect them from the President's message of hard work and education.<br />
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Because Sorkin wouldn't have wanted to be accused of creating outlandish, unrealistic, crazy characters just to make the right wing look insane. You know?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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bringing you the week 5 wrapup, and we’re getting close to the end of
this cycle. How will our stories end? You’ll have to check in and see
what the original authors of each story come up with.<br />
<ul>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/176765816/finkle-out-of-sorts-chapter-5">Finkle, Out of Sorts</a>
I explored Finkle’s growing tensions at work as well as the
antagonistic relationship with his mother, who appears to him in an
especially insidious form. </li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/177109596/the-last-time-i-saw-richard-chapter-5">The Last Time I Saw Richard</a>
Matt learns about the ancient uses of perfumes and meets Richard’s lady
Mary as he tries to figure out what has happened to his friend. </li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/178031348/the-letters-of-rose-constance-epistle-v">The Letters of Rose Constance</a>
This week’s letter from Rose has a heartfelt plea for her beloved James
to return home as soon as possible. Will he? The wrapup will tell us
how it ends. </li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/178863506/night-vision-chapter-5">Night Vision</a>
Gregory and Zoie finally make it to the hospital, growing closer as
Zoie tries to hang on for medical attention. Will Zoie be okay? </li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/182497555/limbs-akimbo-chapter-5">Limbs Akimbo</a>
Charlie’s story is going to take a major turn for the better. His
parents set up his car so he can drive it again, with hand controls. Of
course it won’t solve his issues or cure his PTSD or mend his broken
heart, but it will be a start.</li>
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I explored our hero’s nightmare, which may or may not have included an
appearance by Ursula the sea witch. And then there was a dramatic
reversal in the fate of the crew of the Imperial Star Navy. Or was
there? It’s in Anaïs’s hands now.<br /><br /><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/171550842/the-last-time-i-saw-richard-chapter-4">The Last Time I Saw Richard</a>.
Anaïs got Richard talking and introduced a sinister and controlling new
character. Will the narrator ever get the real story from Richard? And
how will they extricate themselves from Roswell? Coyotesqrl will tell
the tale.<br /><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/172130830/the-letters-of-rose-constance-epistle-iv"><br />The Letters of Rose Constance</a>.
Coyotesqrl’s letter took a fascinating turn. He explored Rose’s tragedy
of sickness and loss, and fleshed out the character of Mrs. Dandry, who
is more powerful and pivotal than first seemed. He close with a happy,
warm memory. What will summer bring? Will James ever return? Only
Oledoc knows. <br /><br /><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/173056768/night-vision-chapter-4">Night Vision</a>.
Oledoc continued the story I started with a hilarious phone call, some
Boy Scout antics and a comfortably silent ride to the hospital. He also
treated us to several sweet moments between the young Zoie and Gregory.
I can’t wait to see where Paulos takes the narrative next. <br /><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/173953112/limbs-akimbo-chapter-4"><br />Limbs Akimbo</a>.
Paulos painted a scene that was simultaneously beautiful and haunting,
in which Charlie, helpless and detached, observes himself as if
watching a play. Will he ever be able to release his pain and guilt?
Can he shake off his impotence and reclaim some power, ease the brutal
images in his mind and start down the road to forgiving himself? I’m
not quite sure yet, but I’ll have it sorted out by Friday. <br /><br />Week 5 promises to be fascinating, gut-wrenching, paranoid, delirious, hopeful and sweet. You won’t want to miss it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/164957177/finkle-out-of-sorts-chapter-3">Finkle, Out of Sorts</a>.
Last week I had to get someone out of an apartment. This week I get
someone inside one. I briefly introduced a new character to provide a
counterpoint to Alan’s depression. I look forward to seeing where
Maria takes this next week.</li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/165794737/the-last-time-i-saw-richard-chapter-3">The Last Time I Saw Richard</a>.
Maria develops the relationship between Richard and our narrator and
sets the scene for what will no doubt prove to be an interesting
conversation. Is it just me or does anyone else think “just because
you’re paranoid it doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you?” We shall
see what Anaïs thinks.</li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/166598399/the-letters-of-rose-constance-epistle-iii">The Letters of Rose Constance</a>.
Anaïs - er - Snarkface continues this story of loss as we learn a
little of Rose’s husband and of her sad past. The tone fits well with
what I had in mind when I began this story. I wonder how it will end.</li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/167335085/night-vision-chapter-3">Night Vision</a>.
Coyotesqrl brings us a lovely interplay between Gregory and Zoie, and
ends with an “ooof” and an “ouch”! The story will continue next week
in Oledoc’s more than capable hands.</li>
<li><a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/168231240/limbs-akimbo-chapter-3">Limbs Akimbo</a>.
Another great chapter: mother and son, flashbacks, tears. How I’m
expected to keep following up from Oldedoc is beyond me! I shall do my
best.</li>
</ul>
Tune in next week for more depresssion and mind-wandering, paranoia
and friendship, sorrow and loss, broken bones and running, tears and
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And now it’s gotten interesting. The rotation has started, each
author tackling the story of the person who posted before them, and
trying to maintain a balance between continuing the original narrative
and trying to bring something of one’s own to it. The results:<br />
<ul>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/159870683/finkle-out-of-sorts-chapter-2">Finkle, Out Of Sorts</a>:
I (hopefully) gave us a slightly deeper look into our Mr. Finkle’s
life, and added a little conflict to the story to boot. What will
happen next? Paulos will have to tell us.</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/160603552/the-last-time-i-saw-richard-chapter-2">The Last Time I Saw Richard</a>:
Paulos did a great job of taking my story to the next stage, getting
Richard and our nameless narrator out the door and to a very
interesting place to have a drink. What happens next is up to Maria.</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/161360219/the-letters-of-rose-constance-epistle-ii">The Letters of Rose Constance</a>:
Maria’s follow-up deepened story and character, taking our most
open-ended story and pointing it towards all sorts of interesting
possibilities. Whose soldiers have come to the door? What happened to
the children? Will Rose ever play the piano again? Anaïs has an
interesting road ahead. </li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/162146536/night-vision-chapter-2">Night Vision</a>:
Anaïs’ nipple-hardening follow-up to Maria’s first chapter was a joy to
read, and left us all wanting more. And she’s right: there is no kiss
better than a kiss at 19. Coyotesqrl will have an interesting time
following that kiss up next Thursday.</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/162813363/limbs-akimbo-chapter-2">Limbs Akimbo</a>:
Coyotesqrl’s character work was great here, and built admirably on what
Anaïs began, ending with a lovely moment between Charlie and his
mother. I’m looking forward to seeing where this sparks my imagination
over the coming week.</li>
</ul>
So we made it through week 2, and now week 3 lies ahead. Where
will the stories go next? Is Roswell’s just another trendy New York
night spot, or does it hold a deeper secret? What—if anything—lies
beyond Alan Finkle’s front door? What secrets are Charlie and Rose
hiding? Where will Zoie and Gregory’s running feet take them next? The
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<br />
Sorry. I took an extremely cliché joke template and used it in a way that is fresh, doesn't appear to have ever been used before, and I believe is pretty damn funny. I liked this joke so much, I decided I wanted a t-shirt with the joke on it so I drew a (not very good) picture to go with it and designed a shirt at Zazzle.<br />
<br />
Then I wondered, "Why should I be the only one sporting this fine design and joke? I shouldn't right?" Y'all are definitely going to want one, or maybe a coffee mug. Yeah. Anyway, <a href="http://www.zazzle.com/coyotesqrl">take a look</a>.<br />
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This most likely won't be the last thing I design to sell at Zazzle; it's just so damn easy and I amuse myself, if no one else.<br />
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<br />
I expect we'll see a mix of ugly, awkward pieces that don't stitch together well and stories that become much better than the originator could have hoped. Regardless, I think it'll be interesting to watch. Either you see a trainwreck or a good story coming together, one chapter at a time. Here's the wrap up from the past week:<br />
<br />
Five days and five stories started. I’m pretty pleased it all worked
out, especially since we had to make some last minute schedule changes.
But it will really start to get interesting this week coming up when we
all switch to another person’s story.<br />
<ul>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/155062045/finkle-out-of-sorts-chapter-1">“Finkle, Out of Sorts”</a>
came from me, and starts off the story of a Walter Mittyesque
character. I particularly like the short scene I set in the restaurant.
Oledoc will be following up this Monday.</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/155707561/the-last-time-i-saw-richard-chapter-1">“The Last Time I Saw Richard”</a>
was Oledoc’s entry on Tuesday. Paulos will be taking on the next
chapter about an old friend who has fallen victim to extreme paranoid
delusions. Or are they delusions?</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/156550044/the-letters-of-rose-constance">“The Letters of Rose Constance”</a>
from Paulos looks to be an epistolary short story about a woman whose
lover has left her. Maria will be following up this Wednesday and maybe
we’ll see why he left.</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/157172791/night-vision">“Night Vision”</a>
came from Maria and was our most popular story start. I think she did a
great job of showing us Zoie’s personality through her actions and
behavior; after the first three paragraphs, I had a very clear picture
of her. Anaïs has some interesting choices to make for her followup on
Thursday.</li>
<li>
<a href="http://toomanycooks.tumblr.com/post/157889354/limbs-akimbo">“Limbs Akimbo”</a>
was our final chapter on Friday. Anaïs’s story about a vet with a dark
secret gives me a lot of exciting avenues to explore when I write
chapter two for this coming Friday.</li>
</ul>
Will Maria’s fans come back to see how Anaïs follows up? Will Paulos
delve into Richard’s psychosis or show us a massive conspiracy
involving cologne? Will we hate or love where our writing partners take
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Finally saw <i>500 Days of Summer</i> today. Plenty of others have had their say - both <a href="http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20090715/REVIEWS/907159997">good</a> and <a href="http://nictate.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-best-part-isnt-it-i-mean.html">bad</a> - since the film opened but I have a few thoughts I'd like to share.<br />
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First off, let me establish up front that like any sentient straight man, I've got a crush on Zooey Deschanel. It's not even just her eyes. She's got an edge to her few ingenues possess. She'd mess you up in a bar fight if you weren't careful. The cynicism and frankness in her Summer are terrifically appealing qualities too rarely found in women. She doesn't want a relationship, doesn't believe in love, and doesn't believe in games. It's as though the tough female sidekick from a teen romcom grew up to be the star of a love story. Or, as is the case here, the traditional male and female personas were switched in a romcom.<br />
<br />
Let me continue by saying I'm a huge JGL fan. In this role he's given room to breathe (a bit; it does tend to the emo end of the spectrum) and gives a nuanced and subtle performance. Contrasting Deschanel's manga-eyes, his are narrowed to slits throughout; nonetheless, he expresses a variety of emotions solely with his eyes. Oddly enough, I'm reminded of Clint Eastwood and the way he lets so much of his inner life show through infinitesimal variations in his squint.<br />
<br />
In many of the two-shots, the camera subtly favors JGL over Deschanel, drawing the eye to him. (Or, I've got a secret man-crush of which I'm unaware.) This, more than the film's POV, makes the audience attempt to relate to him. Which is good, because in every other way the film's structure forces the audience to be less emotionally engaged in the story.<br />
<br />
The too-clever third-person narration serves to separate the audience from Tom quite a bit and the time-jumping structure - with the end a given - pushes the audience even further back. I found myself watching with a far more critical and clinical eye than I normally would for a first viewing: breaking down the movie, each scene, noting editing choices, and paying close attention to the use of music (more on that in a moment.) I actually found myself bridging my fingers during most of the screening, so <i>intellectually</i> engaged was I. I suspect that wasn't the desire or intent of the filmmakers and isn't the reaction positive reviewers seem to have had.<br />
<br />
I liked the movie but didn't love it. I found the willingness of the filmmakers to throw a lot of different ideas on the screen refreshing, a bit like watching a grown up version of a Savage Steve Holland movie.<sup>1</sup> The time jumps allow for some good jokes and juxtapositions but also hide a fairly conventional story. And while they make some poignant moments really pop - the pair of Ikea scenes and the two views of the record store scene both come to mind - they mostly served to keep me at arms' length. I saw the movie as a puzzle to be put together more than a love story; that engaged my logical faculties far more than my emotional ones.<br />
<br />
Mostly I found joy in the smaller things like the tiny shout-out to <i>Ferris Bueller's Day Off</i> in the musical number and the split screen party and the performances by all parties. Geoffrey Arend - clearly the manliest, most awesome man alive<sup>2</sup> - and Matthew Gray Gubler were particularly good as Tom's best friends, providing perspectives that were more traditionally male without veering into caricature. Even Minka Kelly was good, something I've never said before. She had so
few lines, it seemed their only purpose was to show how full her lips
are.<sup>3</sup><br />
<br />
And now, the reason this movie is striking a chord with so many people: the soundtrack. Not the choice of songs, certainly. I'm frankly tired of hipster kids who are alleged to listen to the music of my youth. No, the star of this film is the score. I didn't try timing it, but it seemed the majority of music in the film was diegetic. There was an extremely spare score but - and this is the key - it was silent during all the significant moments. Instead of the constant stream of music cues we're inundated with in most features and TV shows, here nothing got between the actors and us.<br />
<br />
That silence is powerful because it is so unusual in film yet common in life. More than anything else, the silence of the score highlights the reality of Tom's situation. Those few moments that break from reality - the dance sequence, the French film, the erasing of the world around Tom - are all scored, as are lighter moments in the film and most of the scene cuts. But when we're in the moment, almost nothing takes us out of it. This is where the film shines.<br />
<br />
As a whole it is so-so. In each of those moments it is universal and profound.<br />
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1. Yes, you have. <i>Better Off Dead</i>, <i>One Crazy Summer</i>, and <i>How I Got Into College</i>. My love for SSH is deep and profound and while I love that he gave us <i>Eek! The Cat</i> after he stopped making movies, the Disney Channel portion of his career hurts me.<br />
2. Those who know who his fianceé is already know this.<br />
3. And to deliver a silly joke.<br />
4. I'm a prick.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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Where’s
your fucking <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/24/business/media/24content.html">"software" tracking my use now</a>, bitch? And please notice I
didn’t copy a single word or image from your site. I took a fucking
picture of my own computer. Suck my cock.<br />
<br />
Oh, but just because I’m a sweetheart who respects copyright - unlike you fuckers - I included a link to the original article.<br />
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<br />
I wake, exhausted and drained, and drag my ass out of bed. Despite the CPAP I still feel worn down by sleep. (Or maybe it's because I usually stay up until two or three and get up at six.) I'd traditionally go to the gym when I get up at this hour but that would put me into the office around nine, keeping me there until long past my breaking point. I rush to the office so I can leave it sooner.<br />
<br />
What's odd is that I don't hate my job. I don't like it, not one bit, but I don't hate it. This is my second go around working for this company and it's incredibly relaxed this time with precious little stress or drama. I don't interact with other business units much, have no crappy secondary responsibilities beyond backing up the build manager, and am not even mentoring anyone right now.[1] I work, take ample mental health breaks during the day for Twitter and Tumblr, go to lunch,[2] go home. Easy peasy.<br />
<br />
Why do I hate it so?<br />
<br />
Beyond doing work I don't enjoy - writing software is neither emotionally rewarding nor mentally stimulating - for a company I don't particularly like,[3] I realized a few weeks back I don't like <i>anyone</i> at work. I don't actively dislike anyone which is nice, but there is not one person on my team, in the rest of the department, or anywhere in the company I want to talk to or spend one minute more than necessary with. In 25 years in the work force, over 15 in software, I've <i>never</i> worked somewhere and not struck up at least one friendly relationship.<br />
<br />
Most of those friendships are fleeting, blinking out of existence when the ties of a common job are severed. A few have lasted years. And of course there's TheWife, whom I met when we worked on opposite ends of the country for the same company.[4] But I don't have that now. I don't have a single connection, close or casual, at work and it's very draining.[5]<br />
<br />
Then again, I don't really have any friends here in AZ that I see with any regularity. There are maybe a half-dozen people in the area I genuinely like and enjoy spending time with but very rarely see any of them. Which, beyond the obvious social isolation, means no tennis, no basketball, and no volleyball. So I haven't worked out regularly in months and haven't played any sports in something like <i>three years</i>. Do the math. It's not pretty. I'm out of shape and out of practice and haven't had the beneficial boost of exercise's neurochemical cocktail in months. And of course I've not had the bonding benefits of team play and competition in far longer.<br />
<br />
Did I mention I don't like AZ at all?<br />
<br />
Yeah there's that, too. We're stuck here for the foreseeable future in a house I can't find the energy or interest to maintain properly[6] in a place I just don't enjoy. For the first two years we had Suns season tickets, giving me a little local rooting interest, but the greed of R. Sarver and the incompetence of S. Kerr killed that for us.<br />
<br />
Hell, I haven't eaten sushi in almost four years.[7]<br />
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On top of all this, I've almost given up on my dream job. I didn't realize it last fall, but my <i>Pushing Daisies</i> spec failing to crack even the semis of ABC-Disney[8] was like a J. Frazier left hook to the liver. Which body blow didn't put me on the canvas immediately but took the fight right out of me. I know the road is long and twisty and cratered but starting late as I am, I don't imagine having much success with the traditional route. Who wants a 41-year-old assistant getting them coffee and copying scripts? Also: with responsibilities and debts, how could this 41-year old even take a job like that if offered? No, the way in for me needs to be non-traditional and the Fellowship was one of my best hopes.<br />
<br />
In December I stretched an old sketch out into a script for a short and submitted it to a few competitions. I continued writing reviews and sketches after that, but haven't taken any idea longer than a sketch beyond rough outline through the first half of 2009. I skipped ABC-Disney this year, rationalizing to myself that focusing on the YA novel I've been noodling these past few months instead of cranking out more specs might more effectively open a backdoor into a staff job. Eminently logical...if only I were actively working on the novel.<br />
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The ultimate sign that my malaise is worsening? I skipped <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/">Sketch War</a> last week. Hell, if I don't manage to crank out a sketch tomorrow I'll have skipped two weeks running. A consistent, unbroken run that lasted for <i>a year and a half</i>, shot to hell because right now I'd rather stay up till all hours playing with my new drawing tablet than writing. And I <i>love</i> to write, especially the short stuff. Longer pieces can get wearing after the fourth or fifth draft, leaving just the joy of "having written," but sketches? That's like candy to me. And right now I can't find the drive and motivation to spend two short hours writing one.<br />
<br />
I'm fucked.<br />
<br />
<b>Notes:</b><br />
<ol>
<li>They could use a great deal of mentoring; I'm thankfully hip deep in a long and critical project at the moment. I imagine I'll take one or two under my wing in a month or two.</li>
<li>The hour a day I spend basking in the AZ sun - the only good thing about this godforsaken state - reading, and leisurely eating are my solace. I drag us out of the house for dinner far too often in a doomed attempt to recreate that state of bliss of a good lunch hour.<br /></li>
<li> If you know me well, you'll know where I work, what they do, and some or all the reasons I don't like them. There's nothing immoral or unethical about the business or its management; I simply don't care for them.</li>
<li>She was just so funny and caustic and cute on the phone. I was a goner from go.<br /></li>
<li>I'm pretty sure this is why I've backed off my <a href="http://coyotesqrl.blogspot.com/">personal blog</a> in favor of <a href="http://coyotesqrl.tumblr.com/">Tumblr</a>. I've never been one to belong to online communities despite having made my share of friends online through the years. But now, the <i>only</i> people I feel a connection with while I'm at work are the ones I know online and some of the small circle I know on Tumblr.<br /></li>
<li>A year and a half after having a beautiful stained concrete floor installed through most of the house and I <i>still</i> haven't finished the baseboards. I'm lazy. I'm not <i>that</i> lazy.</li>
<li>Yeah yeah. RA this and Hiro that. I tried sushi in AZ a few times and <i>every</i> time I got sick after. Why? Well, it could be because this is a <b>mother-fucking land-locked state!</b> Seriously, you don't eat raw fish that traveled six hours by truck through the desert. That's right up there with Harry Anderson's rules about eating at a place called Mom's or playing cards with a guy named Pops.</li>
<li>Should it have? I certainly thought so; still do, obviously. <a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/8450777/PUSHING-DAISIES-Pushing-Daffodils">Judge for yourselves</a>.</li>
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<br />
Lou opened his eyes and squinted against the late afternoon sun, Eleanor's silhouette ebon against the azure sky.<br />
<br />
"Yeah. Just enjoying the sun on my face."<br />
<br />
"We should pack up, don't you think?"<br />
<br />
"Let's lie here a bit longer."<br />
<br />
"Okay."<br />
<br />
Eleanor looked at Lou's face in repose. There were more laugh lines
than she remembered, but he still looked so young. It wasn't fair.<br />
<br />
"Hey Ellie? What I said yesterday? I was wrong." He squeezed her
hand; his grip felt strong as ever. "Today. Today I consider myself the
luckiest man on the face of the earth."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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===<br />
I agree that we’re seeing a lot of young people expressing their
anger and resentment and desire for change. These brave souls - and I
think they are nothing if not brave and a also little righteous - are
risking life for the pursuit of liberty and happiness. I sit here,
comfortable in my western lifestyle and struggling to remember how long
it’s been since I felt the hot passion for justice burn so hot I <i>needed</i> to do something. Needed to march, scream, protest, fight. It’s been a long time.<br />
<br />
But we’ve got a double dose of observational bias - actually a
triple dose - acting here. First off, we’ve got our own prejudices
coloring what we see. Then we’ve got the media choosing what to show
us, framing their narratives in ways that are compelling and speak to
their audience. Finally and most significantly, we only see the young
people who <i>are</i> expressing their anger and resentment.<br />
<br />
We don’t see any of the young people who think things have been
hunky-dory under the mullahs, who think the regime is swell. Are they a
small minority? Or are they, to repurpose a hideous moniker, a silent
majority? We don’t know and really can’t know. We can’t know because
Iran isn’t open. Which, depending on the answer, might be very ironic.
If the protesters represent a relatively small and vocal minority, it
would be in Iran’s best interests to show us that. But that would
require them to be an open and free society. And who’d be protesting
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this week I was Shanghaied and conscripted to service aboard the
‘Bountiful Booty’. It’s write this wrapup or scrape the barnacles off
Captain Jack’s peg leg.<br />
<ul>
<li>Coyote recruited the <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/sketches/q-whats-a-pirates-favorite-baseball-statistic/" onclick="">dumbest kid ever to be a pirate</a>, of a sort…</li>
<li>Lynn sang a <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/sketches/pirates-of-the-strip/" onclick="">lament to the modern day pirate</a>…</li>
<li>Peter poured a rum out for his homey and peeled back the mist separating us from the <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/sketches/the-great-ship-in-the-sky/" onclick="">great ship in the sky</a>.</li>
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I also recommend heading back through the archives and seeing the battles you may have missed since my last wrapup. Think about the great sketches you didn't see on <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/tag/state-of-healthcare/">the state of healthcare</a>, <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/tag/liar-liar-pants-on-fire/">liar liar, pants on fire</a>, or my favorite: <a href="http://www.sketchwar.org/tag/twisted-childrens-shows/">twisted children's shows</a>.<br />
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If you thought pirates were interesting, wait until you see what the sketch warriors do with their kissing cousins: <strong>hippies</strong>.<br />
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If you think you’ve got the comedy chops to do battle with our
scarred and bitter warriors, if you dare step into the hailstorm of
seltzer and cream pies, if you think you’re MAN ENOUGH or WOMAN ENOUGH
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But anyway...<br />
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I've been doing this series of pieces that I think are worth reposting here, so below are the first three. Hope you enjoy.<br />
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In September 1938, Mondrian left Paris in the
face of advancing fascism and moved to London. After the Netherlands
were invaded and Paris fell in 1940, he left London for New York City,
where he would remain until 1970 when his agent, Ruben Kincaid,
suggested he and his five children could find some success taking their
painting act on the road.<br />
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Mondrian was the most accomplished artist of the group, but the
contributions of his children should not be overlooked. His youngest
daughter Tracy for example, while possessing none of the skills of her
father or older siblings, was quite adept at stretching canvases and
skins, even pioneering a technique for stretching animal skins across a
ring-shaped frame called a <i>tambourine</i>. The eldest child,
Keith Mondrian, eventually became a bigger draw than his famous father
as young women flocked to see him paint in tight pants.<br />
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The Mondrians toured successfully for four years thanks to the
shrewd decisions of Kincaid and middle child, Danny. Danny Mondrian’s
later problems due to his violent temper and sexual proclivities have
been attributed by many to his atypical teen-aged years, but no one can
question the quality of art he produced during that period.<br />
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—Laurence Funderkirk, <i>The Modern Dutch Masters</i> (Weehawken: Bergen County Community College Press, 1997), 212.</div>
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The breakup of Ernst and Guggenheim sent
shockwaves through the New York art world that would have repercussions
for years to come. All throughout 1946, the question on everyone’s lips
at cocktail parties and gallery shows was, “Are you Peggy or are you
Max?” The factions that formed that spring and summer stood aligned
against one another until decades past Ernst’s death at the hands of
Czech Neo-Expressionists.<br />
The tempestuous heiress brooked no quarter, destroying the futures
of dozens of promising artists for no more than expressing sympathy for
Ernst. However, for confidants such as Miró, Guggenheim showed even
less mercy.<br />
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Blacklisted, the Spaniard was unable to find work through the 1940s
and ’50s. Not until the mid ’60s did he finally secure a position
working on background cels for Hanna-Barbera. While he worked under a
pseudonym, astute observers on Guggenheim’s payroll did eventually spot
his signature on a single frame and brought it to her attention in the
autumn of 1971.<br />
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—Emily Rothschild-Messerschmitt, <i>The Story of Miró</i> (Batemans Bay, NSW: Eurobodalla Adult Education Centre Press, 1983), 669.</div>
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Recent scholarship by renowned art historian Al
Jaffee has shed new light on Hieronymous Bosch’s masterpiece, The
Garden of Earthly Delights. Focusing on the <em>grisaille</em> on the back of the panels, Jaffee has concluded that the famed triptych was conceived of as a pentaptych.<br />
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The Garden was recently on loan to the William Maxwell Gaines
Gallery in midtown where Jaffee is employed as the chief archivist. He
examined the panels under the gallery’s electron microscope and
discovered evidence that a message was cleverly hidden, only visible
when folded shut in the appropriate configuration.<br />
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“Without the missing panels, I couldn’t say what Bosch’s message was,” Jaffee said. “It’s enough to drive me mad.”<br />
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Even if Jaffee can deduce the missing message on the back of the
panels, the larger question remains as to what graced their fronts.<br />
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“Knowing those panels are out there means we might be able to find
them someday,” Jaffee mused over lukewarm coffee in his office. “I hope
whatever’s to the right of hell is really raunchy.”<br />
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—A. E. Neuman, “Five Wooden Panels,” <em>New York Times</em>, May 7, 2009, Arts section.</div>
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<a href="http://indefensible.me/">Indefensible</a> is right. We’ve
got slave owners on our currency. Sucks. But not all of the old dead
white dudes were slave owners. So for those of you abroad, or those who
went to school in California, Mississippi, or - well, most anywhere in
America, unfortunately - here’s a primer on the dudes wot be pictured
on our moolah.<br />
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<strong>Coins</strong><br />
<ul>
<li>1¢ Freed the motherfuckin’ slaves.</li>
<li>5¢ Screwed the motherfuckin’ slaves. Literally, I mean.</li>
<li>10¢ Beat the shit outta Hitler.</li>
<li>25¢ Owned slaves, but freed them on his death, so he’s got that goin’ for him.</li>
<li>50¢ Screwed motherfuckin’ Marilyn Monroe.</li>
<li>$1 I have no idea who’s on the dollar coin right now. I don’t go to enough Indian casinos for it to matter.</li>
</ul>
<strong>Paper Currency</strong><br />
<ul>
<li>$1 Lost almost every single battle he commanded as a general. I
mean, this guy’s record in futility is like the Cubs or Wile E. Coyote.
Seriously. I’m not kidding. He was a <strong>bad</strong> field commander.</li>
<li>$2 Seriously? What are we two-years old and we’re getting these in a card from nana? More of the slave-fucker.</li>
<li>$5 Did I mention he freed the motherfuckin’ slaves? He also beat the shit out of the slave owners in the process.</li>
<li>$10 Bastard immigrant probably shouldn’t have <em>deloped</em> on the Heights of Weehawken.</li>
<li>$20 You see, there was this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OlTgasY6QI">big block of cheese</a>…</li>
<li>$50 Right. That fellow up above who beat the shit out of the slave
owners? This guy did the killin’. Beat those fuckers right back into
the stone-age, or as we Yankees call it, “Georgia”.</li>
<li>$100 Flew a motherfuckin’ kite. Also, fought a bitter battle to abolish slavery at the founding of the union.</li>
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What would chairs look like if our knees bent the other way?<br />
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Also<br />
<br />
Do penguins have knees?
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The latter question is the easier of the patella-oriented queries, so let me answer it with the following diagram:<br />
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Now while it may not be clear in this picture, there is in fact a femur on the upper half of the lower limb. This should come as no shock as we share a common ancestor with penguins (though we'd have to go back a *really* long way to find that common ancestor.)<br />
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So yes, Emily, there is a knee. It is the joint between the femur and tibiotarsus/fibular pair.<br />
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Now as to your second question, that one's a bit of a puzzler. It's difficult to imagine a successful biped with a knee that bent in the other direction, as locomotion would be difficult at best, making it easy prey for animals with unhindered knees. However, if we assume all animals shared that odd joint, there would be no relative disadvantage to an organism with that structure. So let's assume that's the case, and somehow locomotion works with lower limbs that rotate in the same direction at both the first and second joints.<br />
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In that case, it seems that some variation of a Swedish kneeling chair would work best.<br />
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Just as the kneeling chair directs most of the downward force of the body along the length of the femur, our hypothetical reverse-kneed people would sit in a similar fashion, but the lower halves of their legs would extend out and up with a slight bend.<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script src="http://sunlightlabs.com/popuppoliticians/extra/sunlightlinks_autopop.js"></script>
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