Or maybe it reflects the behavior rate
From a piece on Game Of Thrones in The Hollywood Reporter: "Stannis is mired in the snow, attempting to get to Winterfell."
I watched all seven episodes--I think that's all--of 500 Questions, the Mark Burnett-produced game show which has been on ABC every night for a week. It didn't exactly burn up the ratings, so we may not see it again. (So why am I reviewing it?) It's the kind of game show I like--some razzmatazz, but mostly questions, as the title implies. It's a game of knowledge, not luck.
Bob Schieffer on his retirement: "I wanted [...] to be able to walk away from this job when people still thought I could do it."
The latest internet craze is "Charlie, Charlie." The basic idea is you put one pencil on top of another, yell out "Charlie, Charlie are you there?" and the pencil will move, pointing to a pre-written answer. Sort of a poor person's Ouija Board of Magic 8 Ball. Who's this Charlie? Some dead Mexican kid, or something like, that who's helping you with the answers.
Armed Bikers Plan to Draw Cartoons of Mohammed Outside a Mosque in Arizona
Christie: Dump Common Core education standards
Darwin's Origin Of Species was a thunderbolt, changing the scientific landscape as few other works have. When published in 1859, he was already a naturalist of some renown, but this made him a name for the ages. He couldn't be ignored--everyone had an opinion.
Here's an LA Times article listing 13 major cases the Supreme Court will decide in the next month. Looking over them, I really can't say what the Court will do, but I do have a few guesses.
I mentioned I was reading Peter Ames Carlin's bio of Paul McCartney, and now I've finished it. Of course, after reading an intense history of the Beatles' early years, followed by a look at McCartney in the 70s, a lot of the material was familiar. Still, the guy has had an amazing career, and is the most successful songwriter of the rock era, maybe of popular music in the past century.
The latest Game Of Thrones, "The Gift," is already the seventh of ten episodes this season. Hard to believe how fast it's going. And though there was some table setting in the hour, we also got some results. And I expect nothing but climaxes from here on in.
It's Memorial Day, time for patriotic music. I've got nothing against such tunes, but as a change of pace, I thought we'd listen to some songs about memory instead, while we all think about the sacrifices of those who served our country.
"Low functioning intellectuals" is a nice term, and "low functioning intellectuals with delusions of grandeur" a nice phrase.
Lately I've been listening to Have A Nice Decade: The 70s Pop Culture Box., a 7-CD box set I bought years ago. It's got about 150 songs, and if you want to know the list, click on the link.
Boy, that's a tough one. On the one hand I'd love to see him up there and marginalized, less stature than one of the Seven Dwarfs, but on the other hand, if it looks like he's getting ready to break into the top 10, that's a sign from God that we need more candidates.
Over the past few weeks I noticed my lithium battery car key was running out of juice. The car wouldn't click on every time. Then earlier this week, parked miles away from home, I pushed the button to unlock the door and nothing happened. I tried a second time, same result. I waited, tried it yet again, still no result. (This is madness, according to some misquoters.)
“I think he could have used the veto power,” he added.
Here something that's been making the rounds: "Books That Literally All White Men Own: The Definitive List."
Let's recap this week's Game Of Thrones, "Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken" because it's never too late. It's a fairly dark episode--a lot happens in dark places, and a lot happens that isn't particularly pleasant. (And one thing happened that seemed particularly dopey, but we'll get to that.)
I've written about David Letterman so many times I don't have much to add, but I suppose I should note tonight will mark the end of his show.
Pete Townshend turns 70 today, so let the party start.
I love Justice Scalia; heck, who doesn't?
States saying 'no' to cities seeking to regulate businesses
Usually I start the week with a review of Game Of Thrones, but this week we saw the last episode of Mad Men, "Person To Person." This was one of TV's greatest shows, so let's discuss it instead. We'll return to regular coverage of GOT later this week.
Here is a delightful column by Tyler Cowen in the New York Times.
I recently watched two HBO documentaries on a couple of 20th century musical icons, Sinatra: All Or Nothing At All and Kurt Cobain: Montage Of Heck. Both are well done and I recommend them to anyone interested in these men.
An incoming Boston University professor who called “white college males” a “problem population” and was publicly criticized by the university’s president said on Tuesday she regrets making the remarks.
No music sounds more like the 60s than Burt Bacharach's, which is funny, since no one else sounded like Bacharach. It was his birthday this week, so let's celebrate.
Holy cow, Boehner found something, possibly either a spine or a brain.
For years I wondered what would happen if one of The Simpsons voices died, or couldn't continue. It's finally happened--Harry Shearer has left the show. Not sure why. It's got to be one of the best gigs in town--do a little voice work (no costumes, no memorizing, etc.) and make millions. Who'd quit that?
Just heard B. B. King died. Truly one of the greats.
Happy birthday, Will "Dub" Jones. He was the singer who did the low parts in the Coasters but may be best known as the lead in the Cadet's "Stranded In The Jungle."
"Automated sedation device could replace doctors"
Stevie Wonder turns 65 today. He started working early, so if he wants to retire that's up to him. We can let his music do the work for him.
Before going over the latest Game Of Thrones, "Kill The Boy," let me note that Mad Men's penultimate episode, "The Milk And Honey Route," was the best this season, reminding us why the show is so special. Don was off on another adventure outside New York, which so often reveal his Dick Whitman side, while ex-wife Betty got some bad news and Pete and Trudy are ready to move on together. Even without any Joan (have we seen the last of her?), Roger or Peggy, but with a little Duck, the show seems near to closing time.