I have previously mentioned that my sister was named one of this year’s Park City Mountain Resort “Snowmamas”.
Her first post is now up at the site, and contains a whole list of recommendations for things to do with teenage boys in Park City. It would make a poor blogger very happy if you’d go over there and throw some clicks her way.
(Yes, that is my sister et al in the photo, just in case you were wondering.)
What a sorry ass-day in the NFL.
The Colts won, so no chance of an 0-16 team this year.
The Packers lost, which means that we’ll have to suffer through Gregg Easterbrook knowingly and willfully running his false Microsoft Word Autotext item about the G–d—n 1972 Miami Dolphins again.
It is enough to drive a guy to drink. Fortunately, I have a Shiner Holiday Cheer in the fridge to drown my sorrows with.
Gandhi is supposed to have said it would be a good idea, but I am unable to find a trustworthy source for that quote.
Western civilization is doomed:
Western civilization is not doomed:
That’s a Hot Wheels car with a built-in video camera. And a built-in LCD screen so you can play back your video without downloading it (though you can do that as well with the USB cable). Target had it for $50.
I have no idea how much video it records or what quality, but man! I would never have predicted that 41 years ago.
(You know something else? Hot Wheels at Target are going for about $1.07; I think I paid $3.49 for a five-pack. You know what I was paying for Hot Wheels when I bought them out of my own pocket at the age of 4 or 5? About a buck. You know what $1 in 1970 money translates into? $5.83. I’m sure someone’s going to tell me today’s Hot Wheels aren’t as well made as the 1970 0nes – I don’t have any of my 1970 ones in front of me, but the new ones feel fine – or that they’re made in China and coated with lead paint – I don’t chew on mine – but frankly, I don’t care. Name me something else that’s stayed at a near constant price for 40 years.)
Noted just about everywhere, but I still feel compelled to mention the death of Vaclav Havel.
Stealing a FARK trope, this obit is useless without pictures.
Edited to add: In addition to blogging extensively on the subject, Lawrence was kind enough to send us a link to a purported photo of Mrs. Havel the Second in her role. Today being Sunday, we have not checked this out except to the extent that it appears to be a NSFW photo.
