Archive for May, 2009

Weekend Update 2: ____ of the day

  1. Newly coined word of the day: Regruntlification (the process of cheering up one who disgruntled)
  2. Newly coined phrase of the day: “Commence regruntlification!”
  3. Band of the day: TV on the Radio
  4. Simpsons quote of the day: (Ned Flanders as an out-of-control Toddler) “Take that Pruneface, I’m Dick Tracy!  Take that Dick Tracy, I’m Pruneface!  Take that Prune Tracy, I’m–“
  5. Actor of the day: Ron Perlman (finally got around to watching “Cronos”)
  6. Goal of the day: Finish 3rd writing draft of rules for my new game.
  7. Biggest anticipated time-waster of the day: Zeno Clash.
  8. Crossed Fingers of the day: that the new recipe (Thai-Peanut-marinated steak) is as good as it sounds/smells)

Weekend Update

OK, following a pretty good Friday night I have been having a cranky Saturday made up of lots of small annoyances (like not being able to find things) and my own procrastination. Too much free time, too many options = nothing useful (or fun) accomplished. Trusting that (if my ipod ever finishes syncing) some tunes, some cooking and some apple wine will combine to break the funk.

Oh, I am absolutely loving the green of spring, though!

Overconnected or overthinking it?

For a variety of reasons, I have lately joined twitter, and have spent much of my time with it trying to decide whether it is anything other than inane.  I think one of the things that rubs me the wrong way about it is that it demands spontanaeity. I have nothing against immediacy or spontanaiety, I just don’t want to associate those traits with writing.

It has been interesting trying to figure out what is going on with the whole phenomenon. It has forced me to start blogging (which is cool), which has in turn led me to discover two very different blogs, both of which I have really enjoyed reading.  One of them is written by an old friend – it’s very personal, very journal-like and really reflects her personality. The other is written by Wil Wheaton, who has become a really interesting, funny and successful writer. Wil (who played Wesley Crusher on Star Trek back in the eighties) writes about many things geek-related.

Between the two blogs, I am left wondering what the point of my own writing is… how personal do I want it to be? Compounding the issue is “who is going to be reading this?” Does it matter if my professional contacts learn that I spend more time reading reviews of board games than watching sports? Can I write about friends without their permission? 

All of these questions tie in to the tie-ins I’ve been creating online. Between myself and my workplace. Between facebook and twitter. All of these connections require me to think (way too much) about what I post where, when, and why.  I’m not sure I like that.

It’s all kind of fun, but I really find myself wondering if I’m not just killing my own attention span.

Finally, as someone who has always prided myself on brevity, sometimes trying to constrain my trademark sparkling wit to the absolute wall of 140 characters is frankly just a pain in the ass.



For as long as I’ve been listening to music, I have loved creating lists, mixes, and organizing my music collection in arcane ways that make sense to me (if noone else). Over the next few posts, I’m going to explore some of the threads that weave through my favorite music.

Unlikely Covers

I love when someone pulls a great song out of one sphere of music and into their own. Sometimes a great cover leads me to appreciate the songwriting of an artist I had never really paid attention to, like Warren Zevon covering Prince’s Raspberry Beret. Sometimes the brilliance of a cover is the way the song has been translated to a different genre,  like Luther Wright & the Wrongs’ brilliant take on Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd (which happens to come from their hugely enjoyable album, Rebuild the Wall, which bluegrassifies Floyd’s whole album song-for-song). The joy of a cover can come from an unlikely pairing that  works better than would seem possible, suchn as Johnny Cash doing Hurt, originally by Nine Inch Nails. Now granted, Bob Rock was intentionally feeding Johnny an eclectic mix of songs to cover on those last few albums, but the power of the sone and the lyrics about addiction gain a real beauty and gravitas when sung by a man in the last years of a long, troubled life.  

My final and favorite example of what makes a great cover song is when an artist finds a song that so matches their persona, it seems like the song should have been theirs in the first place. I never, ever tire of hearing the Ramones rip out the theme from the 60’s TV theme to Spider-Man.

Two minutes of joy.