An Election and Three Anime Reviews

Ok, now this isn’t going to become an anime blog, but this is the second time I’ve had a few minutes to sit down and write for the blog in two weeks, and anime is on my mind. Well, so is the city election we held Saturday, a week ago. Did you know we had one? Hard to tell if the Chronicle or any of the other so-called news agencies did, either. I mean, not one analysis article on Monday morning, telling us about the new make up of the council and what it means?

Another pathetic performance by the people who claim to bring you all the information you need to know. Make that “all the information they want you to know,” and I’ll agree. They say the winner writes the history books, but who writes the daily dialogue of our society that is used by the historians? Who decides what’s important today, what will be read by the historians of tomorrow?

And just whose best interests do they have at heart? The common man’s? You and me? I have my doubts…

Now that I have that off my chest, lets move on to the anime.
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From the Desk of the City Controller

“Audit targets Republic Waste for allegedly overbilling Houston “

City Controller Annise Parker has announced the start of an in-depth audit of alleged criminal activity involving Republic Waste Services and city garbage collection and disposal.

Gosh, where would the city auditors be without news stations to do their damn jobs? Oh well, I’ll stop kvetching and get on with her little release, which was just emailed to all city employees.

Republic is accused of billing the city for collection and disposal of tons of garbage collected in other cities that also paid for the same collecting and disposal. The company is also accused of hiring workers with phony Social Security numbers. The alleged criminal activity was revealed in a series of investigative reports aired by Channel 13.

“It’s obvious from information shared with my office by 13 Undercover reporter Wayne Dolcefino that the city has been ripped off,” said Parker. “I am determined to recover all the money that is rightfully owed to taxpayers.”

“This is one of the largest privatization contracts in the city, and these problems raise doubts about our ability to oversee such contracts.”

Which is why I’ve always said that privatization sucks as a “solution” to city government woes. It’s nothing but a way to hand a money mint to whomever’s got the political connections through. “Private industry” is not more efficient than a city government at doing the things a city is supposed to do. Why? Simple: the bottom-line feedback on how well the government is doing its job is the re-election of the officials running it. They want to keep their constituents fairly happy (or at least not totally unhappy), so they “encourage” the government to work efficiently.

The bottom-line feedback for a business can be expressed in three words: two of them are “stock prices” and the other is “dividends.” Civil service managers do not answer to angry shareholders demanding higher profits; they answer to politicians who want to keep their bosses — the voters –happy.

Oh yeah, I was going to shut up and let you read, wasn’t I? Enh, chalk it up to vested interest in opposing privatization then. That always works….

The controller’s audit will be conducted in two phases. Phase I, to be completed as soon as possible, will determine the extent of the alleged fraudulent activity and determine how much money the city is owed. Phase II includes a performance audit of the city’s Solid Waste Management Department and its organizational structure, internal controls, policies and procedures.

Ok, not to snark, but if you have to hire managers whose primary qualification is the ability to handle crews made up of ex-felons, don’t expect them to be top-notch at keeping the paperwork in order.

What, you thought we only hired UH grads to take out the trash? (I’d have said TSU, but someone might have thought I was commenting about the marketplace value of their attendence certificate diploma, and deemed me racist). Be serious. It’s trash. Smelly, disgusting, awful trash. You throw it out because you don’t want it, what makes you think anyone else wants to fool around with it all day for $18K per year? We take what we can get and look the other way if their qualifications are a little irregular. Of course, we do insist they be living, breathing people, if they want to collect a paycheck. We have our standards.

The Controller’s Office audit is part of a multi-agency investigation that includes the Houston Police Department, the Harris County District Attorney, the U.S. Immigration and Naturalization Service and the Social Security Administration. The mayor has engaged attorney Jim Moriarty of Moriarty & Linedecker to negotiate a financial settlement with Republic.

Thereby showing once again, that our Legal Department is only useful for screwing over employees.

Republic has agreed to reimburse the city up to $150,000 for the first phase audit. The Controller’s Office has engaged Jefferson Wells International to perform both phases.

Republic provides trash pick-up for 86,000 Houston households and has in excess of $50 million worth of city contracts.

So that $150K is basically bird feed. No, come to think of it, wouldn’t it be payola going to the mayor’s select legal counsel? Must be nice to pay off your friends without even reaching into the taxpayer’s pocket to do so.

And in other news, “I live!” It’s just been a pain lately. Lots of work and a few personal things. Oh and Civ 4. Lots of Civ 4. Bad me, I’ve been neglecting the blog while I conquer the world. Or rather, get my pants beaten off me.

One other item of note in the Controller’s mail (actually there were several, but I’m only covering this one for now).

Report shows $2.9 million “surplus”

City officials smiled, but the unusual words didn’t flow easily – budget surplus. What’s that? Yes, both the city controller and the Finance and Administration director predict almost $3 million may be left over at the end of the fiscal year June 30.

City Controller Annise Parker delivered the joyful holiday news during the MFOR (monthly financial report) presentation. The report covers the period ending October 31.

“We’re cautiously optimistic,” Parker said, “but we’re not running out to spend it.” Mayor Bill White echoed the sentiment.

Four factors account for the revenue increase:

* A one-time sale of a Public Works facility on Gillette;
* Reimbursement from the Reliant rate case;
* Higher than expected interest earnings;
* $800,000 adjustment in electricity costs.

According to the latest monthly projections, the General Fund will end the fiscal year with a surplus of $2.9 million. This represents a $10.4 million increase in revenues over last month when a $7.5 million shortfall was projected.

Surplus vs. cash reserves

The surplus is a separate item from the approximately $100 million cash reserves, which includes the mandatory $20 million rainy day fund.

“Given the possibility that we’ll continue to experience rising utility costs as well as uncertainty surrounding the holiday shopping period, it would be wise to attempt to maintain this revenue cushion in the coming months,” Parker told council.

In other words, the surplus is “current year net gain/loss” while the reserves are just that. Money in the bank in case something goes awry. Like the city employees accidentally getting a raise. Notice we didn’t this year? Nothing unusual about that. We get them every second or third year, usually in an amount less than the inflation rate for that year, let alone the years we didn’t get a raise. Sort of a “pay cut by neglect.”

Sucks to be us, I guess!

Catching up to do…

I’m catching up on sleep and rest in general after a very exhausting trip to Dallas, where I hung with Dr. Heinous and the Stainless Steel Brat. Anime, computer gaming, computer repair after lighting bolts. And Cheese Did.* That pretty much summarizes it. Houblog will be back with another rant or two either tomorrow or Thursday. It’s not like there’s much to rant about. . . Just a meaningless speech about immigration by the president, $1 billion in new stadiums and 2 out of 3 teams that are living in their cellars, mass grafitti attacks, the Chronicle still sucks, Democrats in general, Alain Robert being a whiney little french bitch, the media in Iraq, Bush Derangement Syndrome, the Pope and gay priests (how’s about restricting pedophile priests first?), our pathetic excuse for a space program, high oil prices and the bastards that cause them, the Chronicle thinking it “gets” blogs, Pajamas Media still isn’t together yet (though it’s better), silly protests and bad pictures in articles, the entire Canadian government. . . oh, you get the picture.

*An infamous typo that has spawned it’s own minor cult.

Pajama Jam

The editorial board of the once and again Pajamas Media held a blogjam to discuss the opening day fiasco in “The Turkey That Laid The Golden Egg.” As Glenn Reynolds comments:

I think that overall the Pajamas / OSM operation has relied too much on the services of consultants and experts. They know stuff, but the results tend to be, well, corporate and sterile. And don’t even start me on the “branding” experts. I hope the check hasn’t cleared yet. . . . .

Happy Thanksgiving!

Hope everyone is enjoying the holidays, and not stuck at some sucky store that stays open on Thanksgiving. Customers always want it, but that’s because too many of them are too dumb to get their shopping done early. I worked retail for several years, and I never enjoyed the industry.

I’m going up to Dallas later today, but wanted to post some thoughts first. Last Sunday, the Houston Chronicle ran a front page picture (above the fold) and then devoted the entire front page of section G to Carolyn Thomas, a woman who was the victim of domestic abuse. Now don’t get me wrong — what she endured was hideous, evil, and wrong. But I am sick and tired of seeing people in those situations lionized as heroes. Particularly right after Veteran’s Day. Why doesn’t the Chronicle devote that much space to someone who took those horrible wounds in defense of their country? Why not spend that much space on what they were fighting for? Their treatment, their fight to recover from their wounds, their loved ones? Instead, today we’re treated to a sappy but brief article on Natalie McCrackin, a dead Marine’s wife, that treats her as someone to be pitied.

It’s crap like this that made me drop the Chronicle in the first place. Who is more worthy of being called a hero, here? The woman who was a victim of her own stupidity in staying with an abuser? Or the woman who chose to stand by her man as he risked his life for his country? Oh, I can hear the outraged “domestic violence activist” lobby screaming now. “Ubu Roi says she asked for it!” Two things I hate: ad hominem and straw man, and that’s both. So let’s be clear, ok? The victim didn’t ask to be horribly scarred. The problem was, she didn’t ask to not be horribly scarred by leaving her useless, abusive boyfriend.

So tell me, who is the hero here? The woman who let herself become a victim, or the woman who chose to stand by her man while he went off to war, perhaps and eventually, to never return?

I know which one I think is the hero. And it certainly isn’t Thomas, nor is it Karry Taylor Frey of Dickinson, whose self-pitying anti-war whine is published in today’s Letters to the Editor under “Knot in Stomach, Broken Heart.” She just can’t stand the thought that her son might have his Thanksgiving visit cut short, or God forbid, he might die for his country. (He’s not even assigned to Iraq or Afganistan, he’s merely “overseas.”)

Roman wives and mothers used to have a saying for their husbands/sons on the eve of war: “Come back with your shield, or on it.” Later on, the use of this phrase declined.

So did Rome.

So on this Thanksgiving day, give thanks for those who are still willing to shoulder the burden. Whether it is to march off to war, or to watch a loved one do so, takes courage that should be honored and celebrated, not sneered at. Looking upon these people with pity is an insult. Lionizing victims as heroes is doubly so.

Coming Attractions I Won’t See.

Several days ago, before we all got distracted by the OSM/PJM fiasco, I mentioned “the most insulting preview I’d ever seen.� Well, now that the other story is back off the radar after it’s five minutes of fame, it’s time to return to why I sometimes hate going to the movies.

Ok, I was there to see Harry Potter. (So I’m one of those 40+ guys with no kids, who goes to see HP anyway. Sue me.) Edwards on Katy Freeway. We settled in for “The Twenty,â€? which started out as an annoying short feature but has now turned into an annoying commercial-fest. Worse, as it went on, I realized that the commercials and previews were being mixed together. I’ve never seen that before, and I really didn’t like it. (The movie also began with no warning, so I wasn’t sure for a few moments if it was the movie or another preview. That hasn’t happened to me since Kentucky Fried Movie.)

When Jack Black appeared on screen with a table full of kids and corporate types, it wasn’t immediately evident which this was. It was highly evident that the concept was terribly slanted though. The kids kept lecturing the corporates about how they were evil and dooming the earth through global warming (everyone knows that capitalism contributes to global warming!), so they were going to sue all the evil Megacorps. The corporate stuffed shirts (all greyhairs) would try to bribe them with candy, toys, kid shows, etc. Jack Black, in a performance fit to make me pine for PeeWee Herman, would be distracted and nearly fall for it, only to be jerked back to “reality� by the kids; he’d harangue the corporates for a bit, only to fall for the next distraction. Puke, rinse, repeat. All this was to advertise a special on TBS.
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The Major’s in Charge of Fanservice Here

Yesterday I remarked that the fanservice in Ghost in the Shell was mostly the responsibility of the main character. For the unaware, “fanservice” involves closeup shots of panties and cleavage; near-nudity; usually swimsuits or mini-skirts are involved. Some animé is done more for the fanservice than the plot. If it has one…

So why did I say she’s in charge? Because it’s true, of course!

(Warning! Possibly NSFW at more uptight workplaces, which is why it’s not on the front page.)

Back in Pajamas

Well, “tired of the OSM story” lasted not very long. The once and future Pajamas Media is back under that name again. Hat tip to Instapundit.

Dennis the Peasant is still snarky

So’s Private Radio.

Outside the Beltway reports it straight

Initial response at LGF looks good. No surprise, eh?

Update:
Homocon is having a good time.

SDB says, “Good first move.”

Althouse hasn’t said anything about pus and semen yet, but did have some general thoughts on blog advertising.

And Houblog is pleased by the return of the pajamas.

Update 2:
Ann wants to know, (paraphrasing), “Did the guys in the suits mention anything about making the material interesting?”

Update 3: Some overlooked reactions to the earlier story:
Mind of Mog hasn’t posted a new reaction, but had a few things to say yesterday.

Ditto at EchoMouse, and he’s really down on Roger Simon. Apparently he’s been reading Businesslogs comments on Dennis the Peasant’s story. (Edit: fixed link.)

Update 4:
IMAO has fun. Then he has more fun. Too much, if you ask me. But it is good fun!

Update 5:
Laurence Simon is sort of annoyed at the change.

(Edit: Sorry about the screwed up end to the post. It looks right in the box but I’m having strange issues when I try to save an update. I think I know what was happening now and hope this fixes it. )

Update 6:
Strata-sphere tries to tell OSM how to do it.

Update 7:
Pixy Misa Poetry!

La Shawn’s happy with it too. And I was right: she hadn’t heard of me; she was talking about Dean Esmay.

Update 8:
Blogs4God isn’t exactly turning the other cheek, but they’re moderately pleased. Wait and see, seems to be the word of the day.

Arguing with Signposts isn’t happy at all, for reasons going back to the beginning.

And Hog on Ice is less concerned by name changes than by people who have nuanced positions. It’s all black or white in the world of a Hog. And it’s very, very black to the hog.

Another Busy Spell

I’d thought we were going to have a slow week but a combination of the problems I previously referenced and being in charge this week, is keeping me hopping, plus I’ve got a “boss project” I’m trying to complete, then I have the database I’m supposed to upgrade, and….

You get the point. I’m coming home tired, and of course we now have company due to the funeral today (which I can’t attend due to all the above.) What little time I can spare, I’m devoting to anime. A buddy whom I shall call Dr. GeekSquad (as in he is a supervisor for them) dropped Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex off with me Sunday, and I’ve gotten through the first two disks. Early impression: Don’t like it compared to the original movie. Lacks the philisophical depth of the movie; it’s basically an android cop flick, with the female lead running around in the most ridiculous uniform I’ve ever seen. It screams “fanservice!” Let’s just say there’s no need for panty shots, since she’s wearing a long coat over a very revealing one piece swimsuit and thigh high boots. Or stockings, I wasn’t paying much attention to the actual clothes ok? Cleavage? Of course. (Edit: How revealing? Her nickname should be “Cheeks.” And if android hair doesn’t grow, it’s obvious she shaves, and I’m not talking pits or face here, ok? I mean it’s not this bad … most of the time. But lets just say there were times I was tempted to hit pause.)

Judged solo… it scores a little better. The combat scenes are un-inspired and I don’t like the CGI opening much. I love the music though; both the opening and closing pieces. There doesn’t seem to be much of an overall plot, but there might be a recurring subplot developing. (Yes, I know I could go read a spoiler site. Thank you, Captain Obvious! I chose to discover the plot as it comes.) I find myself only moderately intrigued so far. A major part of the problem is that for some reason, I can’t activate the japanese language track. I never listen to dubs when I have a choice, because the Japanese voice artists are far better. I mean you don’t know suck until you’ve heard an android Japanese businessman with a really hokey Texas accent. You know the kind I mean. “Go see Cal Worthington and his dog Spot!” No, worse than that. Hollywood bad.

When I saw the original (dubbed) movie at Angelika (No, I think it was Greenway 3?), I had the same damn problem, only worse. The voice acting (especially the major) in GITS:SAC is uninspired, but in the movie, whomever played the female lead was so wooden that Monty Python built a bridge out of her. You may guess her fate. (I would rather burn the people doing the English voice casting.)

Oh well, I’m typing this late at night, so I’m going to knock off and go to bed now. Suffice to say, posts will be less common than over the last few days. I’m also laying off the OSM story, because, as I said, I’m beyond embarassment now, just clean it up, ok guys?

Sic’em, Greg!

As if having Blizzard and Microsoft mad at them wasn’t enough, now Texas Attorney General Greg Abbott piles on. He tells Sony, “Not so fast, an incomplete recall isn’t enough! You shall be vigorously sued!”

The lawsuit, filed under Texas’ new spyware law, is the first filed by a state against the New York label, Abbott said.

The suit accuses Sony BMG of surreptitiously installing spyware on millions of CDs that places files onto consumers’ computers. Those files hide other files installed by Sony, a “cloaking” component that can leave computers vulnerable to viruses and other security problems, Abbott said.

Bad Sony! Bad! Bad!

The Texas spyware law allows the state to recover damages of up to $100,000 in damages for each violation. Abbott said there were thousands of violations, and that any money would go to the state.

Oh wait. I meant, “Greedy state! Greedy! Greedy!”

So… how do they count the violations? I mean, if I play a Sony CD on my computer and then loan it to a friend to play it on his, does that count as one violation or two? Or none, since we just broke Sony’s insane EULA? And is it just me, or is this so farcical that the opposing counsel should be named Costello? (I don’t mean Elvis, either.)

More here.

As if that weren’t enough, the rootkit was found to contain elements identical to “LAME,” an open-source software MP3 encoder. First4Internet, the British company that created the rootkit for use on Sony CD’s, was alleged to have used the LAME code without indicating its origin or sharing their alterations to the code.

California lawyers thought they’d get the first dance in, but they don’t have the leverage of an entire state though:

“Lawyers in California have filed a class-action lawsuit against Sony and a second one may be filed today in New York. The lawsuit was filed Nov. 1 in Superior Court for the County of Los Angeles by Vernon, CA attorney Alan Himmelfarb. It asks the court to prevent Sony from selling additional CDs protected by the anti-piracy software, and seeks monetary damages for California consumers who purchased them.”

EFF has the list of affected cd’s.

As I’ve said before, I will not spend a thin dime on any Sony product. That’s not quite true, as I don’t turn down a movie because it’s on Sony’s label. But I do feel dirty afterwards.

It’s only fun to feel that way after sex. If it was good.

Too Late, I Think It Already Has

(This was going to be Update#2 to my last post, but it started getting a bit large. )

Private Radio asks “Could OSM Start A Blog War?” As the title says, I think they’re too late.

LaShawn Barber says by inferrence that I’m an outsider who is jealous of the OSM bloggers. I’m a little confused by that. Since I’m blogrolled there, wouldn’t that make most outsiders view me as an insider? I don’t feel like an insider, mainly because I have yet to be shown what it is I’m inside. But let’s be clear on that. For the record, I have no problem with not being an insider. Who the hell is this guy calling himself “King Turd” anyway? Why should he be an insider?

But if La Shawn has even noticed I exist, (and it doesn’t matter to me either way) then she assumes it’s just outsider jealousy on my part too… it couldn’t possibly be that such an amateurish production by folks I’ve voluntarily chosen to associate with could make me question my own involvement in it, nor make me worry that it could actually be detrimental to developing this blog as a “serious” (i.e.: at least minimally money-making) hobby or entrance to other things.

As part of my usual practice, I won’t do what naysayers desperately want me to do: link to them. Instead, I’ll just feel pity for them. Sadly, it’s usually low-traffic bloggers who blog negatively about other bloggers, but there are exceptions, of course. There are much better ways to build readership, people.

But if you want to focus time and energy on me and members of OSM, you’re free to do so. But I truly wish OSM bloggers wouldn’t dignify naysayers by giving you a much bigger stage than you have on your own.

That must be why I’ve posted all those attacks on La Shawn Barber over the last week. More traffic! All… um… zero of the attacks. Wait, I know, I’ll count this as the first one! Because, you know, she doesn’t care about all the people that attack her, especially from the conservative side, so she feels no need to lump them all in one pile and call them anything like “jealous outsiders.” Or the attacks on . . . . ummmmmm. . . . No one, except Charles Johnson and Roger Simon; the two masters of foot-in-mouth disease.

Sigh. Well, it’s nice to know that Charles and Roger aren’t alone in their suffering. Frankly, until LaShawn carelessly lumped me in among “jealous outsiders” and made some really foolish assumptions about the reasons for all the criticsim the OSM is getting, I could not have cared less what she thought. What drew me into this publicly was the classless way Charles Johnson handled the criticism from Ann Althouse, combined with the sloppy way the launch has been handled. The latter I would have just groaned silently about, but in combination with the former, I realized this ship was in serious trouble of a spectacular foundering. And I elected to state my opinion about it, forcefully.

I’m not going to kid anyone. I published the first (and every subsequent) “anti-osm” post in the full knowledge that I would be linked by and receive traffic from:

  • People who are of completely opposite political alignment,
  • People who want to see OSM fail,
  • People who have axes to grind, and
  • People who enjoy other people’s misery.

It really sucks to know that Mary Mapes and Dan Rather are somewhere, breaking out the celebratory champagne, laughing their asses off in glee, and going “See! See! We said all along that these bloggers weren’t professionals!!” Well, none of the types of bloggers listed above (or their readers) are likely to become permanent readers of this blog. Therefore, a public attack for the purpose of gaining visits would be a useless, if not self-defeating, strategy. So toss that idea out the window. I regard all of this as a “necessary evil” to the goal here, which is to, in the immortal words of Billy Jack, “put the left side of my foot upside the right side of [OSM’s] head.”

Why? Because I cannot respect or follow the emperor of the story, “The Emperor’s New Clothes.” But disrepect alone isn’t an explanation. This is: Were I in the story, I’d have gone over the top into active revolt if he’d sent the soldiers into the crowd to arrest a kid laughing at his nakedness.

Listen well: People, I work for the local government. I work for an organization whose first response to a major gaffe is always to pretend there’s nothing wrong, or that what they think is reality–not what the viewer thinks. The second reaction is to try and silence them. What the hell do you think drove me to including the city of Houston in my blogging in the first place? Isn’t that just a little, you know, dangerous for me?

Now, is a person who’s crazy enough to do that going to hesitate to publicly reprimand an associate (I guess that’s the best term) for the moral equivilent of sending soldiers into the crowd to silence a critic? Especially if it’s the only way it’s going to be heard? I mean seriously, if Roger and Charles aren’t listening to Dennis, whom they actually worked with apparently screwed over, I’m sure they’re going to take a bit of private advice from one of the smallest blogs on their roll.

Yo, Empress. I’m not here to fight you, nor to accept your slings and arrows, nor to entice you into giving me linky-love (or hate). My concern is totally, one hundred percent, completly selfish: I want “the former Pajamas Media” to succeed. I want the principals to stop making damn fools out of themselves. I want them to stop vindicating the Old Media’s disdain for the New Media. I want to belong to an organization that I don’t have too look back at in five years, and think of my time with it as the moral equivilent of doing porno films to break into Hollywood.

I’m not doing this to dance on your graves, I’m doing it to dance at your victory.

Now stop being such idiots and make it happen.

I’m Now Beyond Embarassment.

Well, Dennis just dumped the entire sordid story of what become the train wreck known as OSM(tm). It’s ugly. Predictable, in it’s own way, but ugly. At the same time I was signing my four-month committment (which expired two months ago), Simon was being seduced by the Dark Side of venture capitalism.

Remind me never to start working on a business with a partner until we’ve nailed down the partnership in writing. It’s the first law of business after all: A verbal contract is not even worth the paper it’s written on.

This story has become too pathetic for me to expend any kind of emotion over.

Life Is What’s Happening…

…while you plan. So not only am I going to in co-charge next week while the supervisor’s out, I found out last night that an uncle who has been on the brink for several months finally passed. Funeral to be set; then I’m probably taking one morning off to take my mother to the doctor for the results of her biopsy, and I may not be able to take off for the funeral too. I’ve got 2-3 articles planned, but at this point, I’m just jotting things down on the fly and hoping I get back to them later.

Got in a lengthy discussion of Crest of the Stars with Steven Den Beste. Now I’ve walked away from arguments with people having IQ’s of over 180 because I felt like they were too stupid to debate, but SDB is one of those people who can make me feel like an idiot in casual conversation. Feeling dumb is a constant with me, because I can’t stand people dumber than I am for very long — so I am usually to be found in the company of people smarter than me. Out of four issues we touched on, I’d have to say I tied on one, and was wrong on three. The tie was that we were both wrong — I’ll conceede that one though because he was closer to right than I was. (It was about the Abh’s extra sense).

You know, I just realized what I’m doing again. No, not the name-dropping. The avoiding a difficult subject I’m having problems dealing with. I’ve alluded to it several times here, but then I always run away from it again. I have had a hard time bringing myself to face or talk about it… many of my friends and co-workers don’t know yet. (Sigh, and am I being long winded to keep from typing the words? Get it over with.)

My mother has inoperable lung cancer.

There. It’s said. And I want to go back and erase it, crawl back in my shell and pretend it isn’t happening. I’ve been burying myself in the blog, the anime, the work, the webcomics; anything to Not. Think. About. It. Wed., we will get word back from the biopsy and there’s an 80% chance (they weren’t able to get everything they wanted) we’ll know what kind it is and if chemo or radiation is even possible.

I have to go. The family’s getting together over at my aunt’s, and I need to put in an appearance. I wasn’t particularly close to that uncle, but family is family.

That’s It. I’m Officially Embarassed Now.

I’m a little behind the curve today, but not because I went to Austin (I changed my mind) but because I went to see Harry Potter and hang out with a friend all day. I had planned another rip on Hollyweird after seeing the most insulting preview in history, but then I saw this idiocy, just when I thought the whole OSM thing might be taking baby steps towards being resolved.

The OSM/Dennis the Peasant squabble goes off the deep end into some very shallow waters. It’s looking like Roger Simon hit his head on the dive and forgot to come up for air. This isn’t even high-school, it’s like I’m back reading the forums for my server on Everquest, and the 13-year olds (maturity-wise, anyway) are all engaging in what the more restrained of us called “drama.”

Some folks are just a little high-strung to be starting media giants, don’t you know?

Ok, Mr. Simon, Ms. Simon, here’s some free advice that I think you both need to take to heart:

Take a big, deep breath, and . . .
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Slow weekend

It will be another slow weekend blogging, as I’m going out of town. Thank God Exxon for $2.00 a gallon gas again. Never thought I’d say that.

What the heck, the former Pajamas Media needs a couple of days to bask in all their glory without me picking on them.