Lileks' Bleat is today,
as it is almost always, a meandering mess of wonderfulness. Remembering
Wally Schirra, nice pictures, Uncle Ben's office, Carel Struycken's (Mr. Homn's!) panoramic
photographs, fish sticks, piano recital, Dairy Queen, thoughts on the GOP
debate, verbal jousting with Gnat. It may not be everyone's cup of tea,
but it sure works for me.
The 128-bit integer censorship incident from earlier this week
continues to reverberate. Tim Lee continues to have some interesting
things to say about it. Here
he talks about the issue in relation to hacking and civil disobedience
(with a lengthy excerpt from a Paul Graham essay). And here
he points out that making fun of the attempted suppression of
"just a number" is easy, but it's not quite so simple. In ComputerLand,
everything's "just a number."
I went to see Grindhouse yesterday, and had a difficult time
describing it. However, I happened upon a review that
a much better job. Sample:
This is [Quentin Tarantino's]
first directing job and the dude KICKS ALL SPECTRUM OF ASS.
He kicks ass that isn't even in the ass area. Like, his director
skills are so stripper-with-chainsaw good they make you grow asses on
other parts of your body that he then kicks. I hope he directs more
movies. I would see them, burn down the theater, and then call the fire
department so I could tell all the fireman about what a kick-ass movie
it was. When they started to attack me with axes, I'd fly away
because Quentin's movie would have given me ninja flight.
I think it's safe to say that if you think the above is funnier than
it is stupid, you might like Grindhouse. (Note: much worse
language at the link, but if you're offended by bad language, don't
even think about going to see Grindhouse.)
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