Ok, cool? Today we’re gonna discuss grindage. That’s right, I’m talkin about Encino Man circa 1992. I knew at the time that this was an instant classic, but only in retrospec over my youth am I able to fully appreciate its timeless value. The basic premis of the movie is this: Pauly Shore and Sam Wise find Brendan Frasier all frozen and out of his element, and then maximum nugs, chillin, and grindage ensue. Oh, and plenty of wheezin the ju - uiccccee. I don’t think any other movie compares in terms of its deep, meaningful, and expansively applicable quotes and jargon. I also love how they called it “California Man” in Europe. Truly a gem of our 90’s.
I have been watching, reading, and thinkin about the history of our country more and more these days. I truly believe we are making historical progress in this generation, as well as historical mistakes. But, we’re not the first to do either. Its important to see our modern society in the context its born of, all of the advancements and failures our current situation rests on. I know from a philosophy class at UofO (when in Rome…), the term is called Historicity. ‘Of course, wildfire, but whats the point?’ Well, my cyber friend, the goal of this search for prior meaning is to try and pickup where our country’s cause left off, and do the most educated job of continuing the legacy.
so….anyway, I would totally recommend the HBO series, John Adams, though it gets a bit to dramatic for my taste at points. However, it tries to be historically accurate and, as far as I can tell, does a pretty good job. Mostly, its just entertaining. It involves the original founding fathers, including one Thomas Jefferson himself, who I have been extremely impressed with the more I read up on him, and some of his boss quotes. He was all about the pursuit of science and truth, which just gives me shivers, and, oh, ‘Louisiana’ from France for about 3 cents per acre? Oui, s’il vous plaît!
President Obama is rolling in a brand new, state-of-the-art caddy, which has now picked up the title, cadillac one. The service isn’t releasing all of the details for security reasons, but with 5” thick bulletproof glass, military-grade armor, and even cell phone jammers, I’m sure our prez is gonna be safe ‘n sound while making his long road trips, not to mention rolling in style. Apparently, the secret service refers to it as “The Beast”. I wonder if Obama is gonna throw some D’s on dat bitch?
I frickin’ love these guys, and this interview only makes me love them more. Between the history of the band, and where they are going in this crazy digital age I am thoroughly impressed. They are rockin without a record label and want to watch the RIAA burn to the ground, which I can get behind. The Pumpkins are looking into how to be progressive, as they always have, and are driven by their inner creativity rather than trends, and I am so glad they are doing it without papa record company telling them how to do it now. Can’t wait for the next single, and am 100% attending the next concert for the anniversary tour.
This, and many other fine quotes relating to beer and its ever-present value in our society, can be found at Tasty Brew, which also has a ton of info for anyone interested in home brewing; which I am. In fact, this weekend my longtime friend, John, and I started the fermentation on our very own batch of a killer IPA. I am not at liberty to discuss the particular ingredients or portions, but what I can say is that when the yeast are done making sweet delicious alcohol this beer’s gonna be kicking asses and taking names.
Now, I must honor the person responsible for our American right to home brew. That’s right, none other than ex-president Jimmy Carter. Maybe he was rattled by his run-in with a giant swimming rabbit, or maybe he knew that home brewing was as essential a right as any other to us free Americans. Either way, he made it happen. John and I maintain that every brewery should have a framed picture of this brewer’s hero. Cheers, Mr. Carter!
I am going to start a random series where once a week I will be providing a spoonful of the most bitter, disorienting, yet enlightening, modern cosmological discussions out there in this sea of bits. If you’re lucky, there may just be a unicorn chaser involved. Everyone needs a weekly dose of cosmology.
This week is a discussion of a theorized lower-dimensional boundary to our universe which projects the higher dimensional “reality” within it. It even gets into the idea of the Planck length being analagous to a pixel of space-time, which is something I have heard and discussed before, and am quite fond of being an imaging engineer. Thanks for the original link, RC!
Capt. Chesley B. “Sully” Sullenberger III - Hudson River hero
So to follow up, this veteran hero is getting the respect he deserves with a timely facebook fanclub. At first, I was worried that the grumpy, chilly passengers were going to steal the moment, taking the lime light to whine about how unsafe flying is, and how wet their fine NY furs got; which I did see a bit of. I’m sorry folks, but when your hurling through the air at an elevation of about 2,800 ft , traveling with a velocity of Mach 0.78, in an 85 ton Airbus A320, well, my friends, any landing where you walk off the plane is a great landing! Let alone, a crash landing. I also heard that he missed a bridge by about 100 ft, which is very very close in terms of flight. Then there was this passenger creating more drama than I have seen since high school - saying he was the last one off the plane and it was really tough and all. I call bullshit. Capt. Sully was the last one off. After checking that NO ONE was still on board. Twice.
Another interesting tid bit - there was no “ctrl” button on Capt. Sully’s flight computer. Capt. Sully is always in control.
