Thursday, November 20, 2003

- karma police -

With friends like you, who needs friends?

- Dirk Calloway, Rushmore

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

- church of bill james -

Finally finished reading Moneyball: The Art of Winning an Unfair Game. What a fascinating book! If you follow Rob Neyer religiously, and understand why OPS is important (without being a total sabermetric geek), this book is for you.

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

- the big ones -

Happy 30th birthday, Hannah! Don't worry -- you're the only 30-year-old who can pull off the micro mini cargo skort. *smirk*

Happy 21st birthday, Brad! I guess this means I can no longer give you shit for going clubbing with a fake ID?

Monday, November 17, 2003

- retail therapy -

Hansol's annual "stuff I want to buy, but won't because I'm a cheap bastard" list (though, there is a 90% chance that one of the following items will be my big purchase of the year):

• Cartier Midsize Tank Française
• Pottery Barn Manhattan Recliner
• Sony Vaio Z1
• Sony 60" Grand Wega
• Flexform Sofa

Sunday, November 16, 2003

- serenity now -

Worst. Fucking. Week. *Ever*.

Work fucking sucks -- worst since when I was working on that stupid-ass project whose name rhymes with "old socks." I moved to a new group on Friday though. If this doesn't work out, I'm moving back to Canada.

I feel much better after 13 consecutive hours of The Sopranos: The Complete 4th Season, however. Is James Gandolfini the sexiest balding fat guy ever?

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

- fifteen minutes -

Whoa -- my Essential Radiohead/Thom Yorke B-Sides Listmania is currently #5 on Amazon's Top Listmania Lists, and #1 on Movers & Shakers!

Friday, November 7, 2003

- schwetty balls -

Good times: Stumbling upon a weblog that belongs to someone I used to (and still do, I suppose) have a *huge* crush on. (And by "stumbling upon," I mean "tracking down using my mad cyber-stalking skillz." I knew Google Hacks would come in handy one of these days.)

Not-so-good times: Spending 4 hours reading 2 years' worth of entries in the aforementioned blog, only to have the carefully-constructed fantasy shattered. I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.

Thursday, November 6, 2003

- killing him softly -

So, it seems like a lot of people are unhappy about how Gary Ridgway (a.k.a. the Green River Killer) avoided the death penalty with a plea bargain. I, for one, think the prosecution made the right call:

• No need for a trial; no courtroom circus; no wasted tax dollars; Ridgway guaranteed to be in prison for the rest of his life.
• 48 murders are now "officially solved," due to his cooperation and confession as a part of the deal. Closure, anyone?
• I don't think the death penalty is the ultimate punishment anyways. I say we put Ridgway in gen pop and let him suffer. Something tells me that an aging rapist/serial-killer wouldn't fare so well in a maximum security prison. If I were victim's family, I'd want him to die a slow, agonizing death while getting beaten and raped on a semi-daily basis, than a quick, relatively pain-free death via execution.