Hey guys. I’ve just returned from the bookstore where I picked up the new Kurzweil book The Singularity is Near. I suggest, if you want to be cool, you go get one too. It’s 29 bucks in hardcover, but if every other Kurzweil book is any indication, it’ll be well worth the dollars spent. I got stood up for a date last night, and I sure wish I had this book then, but by the time I realized I was stood up, the bookstore had closed.
In other news, I’m starting a side-project with the music director at my former church. He’s creating a series of podcasts that are instructional seminars for those who want to be church worship leaders. At the moment, it looks like it’s going to be a pay-per-download type gimmick, so if you’re interested in something like that, or have comments on something like that, send them my way.
Hunter S. Thompson has been in the news again. Apparrently Rolling Stone published his suicide note. The contents of the note are as follows:
Football Season is Over
No More Games. No More bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won’t hurt.
The note was apparently written about four days before his suicide. I know some of those in the RIC were close to the Thompson clan (don’t worry, I won’t mention any names on the blog), so I’m curious to know what insight, if any, they may have on this whole thing. I do know that Hunter will be missed by all. Any psychotropic user, former or current, has a special connection to the man. He just knew.
Texas screams at Rita, “Is that the best you’ve got?”
I told everyone that this hurricane was not going to be a big deal. From what I understand, everyone in Texas was in this horrible panic, post Katrina. Everyone I’ve talked to from Texas has been telling me of the horrible panic that had set in. I’ve talked down a couple people from apocalyptic nightmares this week in regards to Rita.
I should have blogged it, so I don’t sound like a know-it-all, but I was telling everyone all last week that this is a different storm from Katrina. The Texas waters in the Gulf are much cooler than the water near the shores of NOLA. I even knew it would be a Category 3 hurricane by the time it hit. Due to all the panic and Chris Matthews telling me on TV that “everyone left in Galveston would die,” I didn’t want to jinx it.
If I have one conclusion after hurricane Rita, it is that the MSM is grossly negligent in it’s duties, always. During Katrina, they’d rather watch a situation detiorate and report only the bad stuff than actually help out or call an authority. Before Rita, they were more interested in working America’s fourth-largest city into a rabid panic than actually reporting the truth. Chris Matthews, in my opinion, was the absolute worst. Every night last week, I’d tune in, and it wouldn’t be five minutes before I’d hear “everyone left in Galveston is going to die.”
Interestingly enough, our oil refineries are still intact, and the Valero Energy Corp chairman who last week was talking about total destruction of his refineries are now saying they could be back in operation in as little as two weeks.
On Tuesday, I’m headed out to a special screening in Aventura of Serenity. Joss Whedon, the Oscar® – and Emmy – nominated writer/director responsible for the worldwide television phenomena of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel and Firefly, now applies his trademark compassion and wit to a small band of galactic outcasts 500 years in the future in his feature film directorial debut, Serenity. The film centers around Captain Malcolm Reynolds, a hardened veteran (on the losing side) of a galactic civil war, who now ekes out a living pulling off small crimes and transport-for-hire aboard his ship, Serenity. He leads a small, eclectic crew who are the closest thing he has left to family –squabbling, insubordinate and undyingly loyal.
In other words, Buffy in Space. Without the vampires (but I wouldn’t count on it). I’m still interested in seeing what it’s all about, because one of my guilty pleasures in life is having seen from start to finish the whole friggin’ Angel and Buffy series. Despite it’s cheesiness, Joss Whedon’s writing style just hits me where I like it. You can check out trailers and such here.
It doesn’t appear that there’ll be any celebs there, but in case there are, I’ll be bringing my PDA to capture some words, audio style. I’ll alert you all if there’s a podcast of it.
I’m headed out of here. Vultures in the news, and unbearably hot office make rizzn a grouchy blogger. I’m going to go read Singularity and tell you how it is later.