Monday, April 2, 2007


Dept. of Diversions

A picture named first_baby.jpgYes, it's Toy Week here at WTHAIDH! (I know, a damn sight less than shark Weeks, but hey- I'm working with an exponentially smaller budget here!)

First up, my (almost) constant companion for over forty years (YIKES!~), the very first toy I was ever given, my teddy bear, "Baby ." Given to me sometime between my first and second birthday by my Aunt Mary (who would die of cancer a couple of years later), Baby was originally covered with light brown fur (I think! It might have been an all-fabric bear) and had a music box in his back. Over the years our steadfast companionship took a toll on Baby; teddy bears are not really meant to be outside toys, you know.

So, after a few years a very threadbare bear was sent away to my Grandma Osterberg to be "re-covered" with terrycloth. I don't know anything about her decision making process, but somehow she decided that a green bathtowel was just thing to revitalize my little stuffed friend and Baby came back to me looking like some sort of gamma-irradiated BearHulk! A picture named second_baby.jpg(BearHulk is a bear that has been exposed to gamma radiation and when upset it becomes the green BearHulk. BearHulk in no way infringes on Kevin Church's Lawyerbear, as "Lawyerbear is a bear that is a lawyer.") Baby was returned to me all covered in green terrycloth and sans music box (which I think was now doing duty next to my baby sister's crib or maybe had joined my then-hero, The Garbageman, in his mission to rid Omaha of garbage. More on that tomorrow).

Baby got the Bruce Banner/Grandma treatment several more times until I was finaly convinced that "it just wasn't healthy for Baby anymore." My once-again threadbare bear (now with contrasting embrodiery for eyes and a mouth) was sent off to grandma's one last time, to be outfitter with a set of protective coveralls that he's worn to this day.

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Dept. of American Pride (Mostly) News Clusters

A picture named american_flag.jpgA collection of bits about my big, amazing, odd and oft-times infuriating country:

First off, Sp3ccylad on the increasing difficulty of becoming an American and how it's all worth it.

The cost of becoming American. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free; And your cash. Especially your cash."

Immigration is a subject close to my heart for all sorts of reasons - not least because I've been an immigrant. It's a costly business, and in the USA that applies more than most. I remember being fleeced for two Employment Authorization Documents... [Abroad at home]

BoingBoing looks at some govermental self-love, from the shadiest of shady three-letter organizations, the NRO.

Declassified NRO video: Forty Years of Reconnaissance. David Pescovitz:

Nrovid
BB pal Vann Hall says:

This is one of those cases where reality is far weirder than anything a parodist could imagine: "NRO: Forty Years of Reconnaissance."

It's a now-declassified, um, music video by and in praise of the National Reconnaissance Office, the once super-secret spy agency responsible for the U.S.'s satellite and aerial reconnaissance missions. (Established in 1960, the NRO's very existence was classified until 1992. This was timely, as a couple of years later the agency built itself a $300 million headquarters -- the existence of which it also tried to keep classified, until someone thought to check the local planning office -- using part of the $1.5 billion or so in unspent funding it had socked away in a "rainy day fund.")

The video is a hoot: Over a montage of satellite launches, dial-twiddling technicians, and military hardware, intercut with historical footage from the past 40 years, an overly earnest rock balladeer sings of "Keep[ing] the Peace Alive." The Memory Hole, responsible for putting the spot online, was especially impressed by the song's timeless refrain:

"And we'll be there when you call,
Even Friday night's all right.
We'll see and hear it all,
Taking it on with all our might
To keep the peace alive."
Link to video at the Internet Archive, Link to more NRO videos at the Memory Hill [Boing Boing]
Information wants to be free, but it'll cost you thirty cents extra.

Apple EMIDRM, bye-bye: At a press conference today in London, Apple and record giant EMI announced what tech blog rumors had been suspecting for some time: All of EMI's catalog will now be available on iTunes without the digital rights management software that limits copying. Tracks from EMI artists -- from the Rolling Stones to the Decemberists -- will be of a higher quality (256k) and higher price, but will let users do with the MP3s as they will. Apple CEO Steve Jobs said in a press release that "selling digital music DRM-free is the right step forward for the music industry." (Tech Crunch, EMI) [Salon]

Word of the day: says what it does, does what it says.

arriviste: Dictionary.com Word of the Day. arriviste: an upstart. [Dictionary.com Word of the Day]

And now, one of my favorite new arrivals, Larry "Senior Black Correspondant" Wilmore.

They Call Me Mister Correspondent. Larry Wilmore, one of the newer fake reporters on “The Daily Show With Jon Stewart,” stakes out his comic targets with the glee and democracy of a kid in a candy store. By FELICIA R. LEE. [NYT > Arts]

Now, go take the gay robot quiz; we're done!

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