Sensei.

March 23rd, 2010

When I was a teenager in the suburbs of Houston, there were three people who, more than anyone else (except my parents, who I’m excluding from this list), influenced the development of my taste in movies:

  • Jeff Millar, the long-time movie critic and columnist for the Houston Chronicle (and the guy who writes “Tank McNamara“). The HouChron hasn’t had a better critic since he retired; Mr. Millar, if you’re out there somewhere, I hope you’re having a wonderful life.
  • the late Gene Siskel.
  • and Roger Ebert.

This was in the days long before the Internet. Actually, it was mostly in the days before I had a personal computer. My exposure to Rog and Gene was from “Sneak Previews” on our local PBS station (and, later on, “At the Movies” in syndication).

This was also in the days before home video changed everything. We had VHS tapes, but access to foreign and obscure stuff was iffy; that kind of thing wasn’t well stocked in our local video stores, and NetFlix didn’t exist yet. Rog and Gene were pretty good about including those movies on their show (and my mother used to gripe every time they did) but the art film theaters in Houston were a good drive away.

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I hear that train a’ coming, it’s rollin’ round the bend…

March 23rd, 2010

Capital Metro rail service from Leander to downtown Austin started yesterday.

How’s the ridership?

Day 1:

Capital Metro first said the morning boardings were 672, then later updated that (without explanation) to 716, based on an eyeball count rather than the electronic counters in the train car doors.

Day 2:

Capital Metro reports morning boardings on its nine MetroRail runs today was 547, down from 716 on opening day Monday.

Note that these are just the morning boardings; the Statesman writer comments that afternoon ridership “tripled” yesterday.

Obit watch: March 23, 2010.

March 23rd, 2010

Wolfgang Wagner, former director of the Bayreuth Music Festival, and grandson of Richard Wagner. The NYT obit gives a good overview of the bizarre world of Bayreuth:

In 2008, Bayreuth announced the appointment of Eva and Katharina — half-sisters more than three decades apart in age — as the festival’s co-directors. In keeping with longstanding family tradition, they had not spoken to each other in many years.

Also among the dead: Robert M. White, former X-15 pilot:

On July 17, 1962, he flew the rocket-powered X-15 plane to an altitude of 314,750 feet, or 59.6 miles, almost 10 miles above Earth’s atmosphere.

(Edited to add 2: Better obit from the LAT.)

Edited to add: Sort of an obit, anyway: The Hump, aka “that place that served whale sushi“, closed on Saturday. Their website makes this sound like something they did voluntarily; I am not convinced of this. The Hump was a tenant at Santa Monica Airport, which is owned by the city. The city was apparently looking into pulling The Hump’s lease. Plus there’s the whole thing about the fine for violating the Marine Mammal Protection Act, and the possible prison time. Plus there’s the whole question of whether people want to eat at a place that buys meat from a Mercedes parked behind the restaurant, instead of a legitimate restaurant supply house. (Hattip: LA Observed.)

But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for…

March 22nd, 2010

By way of the NYT, we learn that the U-2 is still flying recon missions in Afghanistan and Iraq.

The U-2s used in Afghanistan and Iraq commute each day from a base near the Persian Gulf, and the trip can last nine to 12 hours. Pilots eat meals squeezed through tubes and wear spacesuits because their blood would literally boil if they had to eject unprotected at such a high altitude.

Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Pinky?

March 21st, 2010

I am emphatically not a Star Trek fan, but I feel like I have to note that tomorrow, March 22nd, is the Second International Talk Like William Shatner Day.

Especially since this particular holiday was invented by the great Maurice LaMarche.

(Hattip: Roberta X.)

Random notes, special legal edition: March 19, 2010.

March 19th, 2010

Thomas Hagan has been paroled.

“Who?” Mr. Hagan, aka Talmadge X. Hayer, was the only man to confess to the killing of Malcolm X.

Two other men, Muhammad Abdul Aziz (then known as Norman 3X Butler) and Kahlil Islam (then Thomas 15X Johnson), were also charged with the murder. They maintained their innocence. Mr. Hagan did not, testifying at his trial in 1966 that he was responsible for the murder and that his co-defendants were innocent.

All three men were sentenced to 20 years to life.

I’m kind of boggled by the detail that Mr. Hagan has been on work release for 20 years.

In other news, a Federal court has ruled that the estate of Anna Nicole Smith is not entitled to any of the estate of her late husband, J. Howard Marshall II. I’m not clear if the Smith estate has any options at this point; since this appears to have been a panel of the 9th Circuit, can the estate appeal to the full 9th Circuit?

In other other news, accused child killer Casey Anthony has been declared indigent and will get public funds to pay for a defense lawyer.

In other other other news, accused child killer Casey Anthony got $200,000 from ABC News for old photos and home movies. (By way of Jimbo.) $200,000? Seriously, ABC?

Edited to add: Two more stories that came up over dinner tonight.

Lady Gaga’s ex-boyfriend/ex-producer is suing her for $30 million.

Texas A&M student was allegedly driving while texting. Texas A&M student allegedly crossed the center line and hit another car head-on, killing that car’s driver. Texas A&M student ordered to pay $22 million.

Not that I’m in favor of texting while driving, and not that I’m opposed to punishment, but when does punishment cross the line into excess? And, as Lawrence points out, if you’ve got a $22 million judgment against you, Costa Rica or Nicaragua are very nice this time of year.

Art, damn it, art! watch (#6 in a series).

March 19th, 2010

A once-prominent art dealer pleaded guilty on Thursday to a $120 million fraud scheme, admitting he sold paintings he did not own and at least once sold fractional shares of a painting that added up to more than 100 percent.

Zero Mostel approves.

Edited to add: URL fixed. Sorry.

Edited to add 2: Everything you ever wanted to know about the WSJ and hedcuts. I’m throwing this in here because:

  1. I do consider hedcuts a form of art, and
  2. I’m trying to limit myself to one “Art, damn it, art! watch” per day.

Take off your coonskin cap.

March 18th, 2010

Obit watch: Fess Parker.

March madness.

March 18th, 2010

I’m picking Gonzaga to go all the way.

Mostly because I like saying “Gonzaga”. Say it three times fast. “Gonzaga. Gonzaga. Gonzaga.”

Also, completely unrelated to basketball, I’m going to go on the record as saying I think the Chicago Cubs are going to win the World Series this year.

Edited to add: I’m documenting here that Lawrence has bet me $5 that the Cubs won’t win. Otherwise, I’ll forget.

Edited to add 2: Lawrence is also taking the field against Gonzaga for another $5. Gonzaga. Gonzaga. Gonzaga.

Edited to add 3: I owe Lawrence $5. Gonzaga!

SDC updates.

March 17th, 2010
  • March 2010 to date posted.

I’d appreciate it if people would take a look at the peeing Calvin. Comments here are okay if you don’t want to email.

Leadership Secrets of Non-Fictional Characters (part 2 of a series).

March 17th, 2010

At Half-Price Books not too long ago, I found Kipling Abroad: Traffics and Discoveries from Burma to Brazil, a collection of Kipling’s travel writing.

There’s a rather striking paragraph in one of the essays, “Some Aspects of Travel”. Kipling’s talking about why some men seem to be able to inspire impossible efforts from people everyone else considers to be no-accounts, while other men couldn’t motivate a hand-picked crew of highly skilled individuals to organize a piss-up in a brewery.

A man was asked some time ago why he invariably followed a well-known man into most uncomfortable situations. He replied: ‘All the years I have known So-and-so, I’ve never known him to say whether he was cold or hot, wet or dry, sick or well; but I’ve never known him forget a man who was.’ Here is another reply to a similar question about another leader, who was notoriously a little difficult to get on with. One of his followers wrote: ‘So-and-so is all you say and more; and he grows worse as he grows older; but he will take the blame of any mistake any man of his makes, and he doesn’t care what lie he tells to save him.’ And when I wrote to find out why a man I knew preferred not to go out with another man whom I also knew, I got this illuminating diagnosis: ‘So-and-so is not afraid of anything on earth except the newspapers. So I have a previous engagement.’ In the face of these documents, it looks as though self-sacrifice, loyalty, and a robust view of moral obligations go far to make a leader, the capacity to live alone and inside himself being taken for granted.

Hookers and blow watch.

March 17th, 2010

I blogged earlier this week about the latest developments in the SF Weekly/SF Bay Guardian newspaper war.

Eli Sanders in The Stranger has a good overview of the story for people who haven’t been following it from the start.

Lacey has noted that Brugmann, for all his independent talk, once had among the investors in his paper Donald Werby, a billionaire real-estate mogul who bankrolled the Church of Satan (“No, really,” Lacey wrote) and was indicted for paying off underage prostitutes with cocaine before dying in 2002. (“I missed the Bay Guardian’s coverage of their investor’s indictment on child prostitution charges,” Lacey added.)

(Hattip: Jimbo.)

Art, damn it, art! watch (#5 in a series).

March 17th, 2010

There’s a nifty profile in the NYT of Beriah Wall, who’s been producing and giving away ceramic “coins” for about 30 years.

The article includes photos of some of his work.

Edited to add: Let me make it clear, I like Mr. Wall’s work very much.

So, here, have a link to some more questionable art: John Kelso (the local excuse for a newspaper’s designated cranky curmudgeon columnist) on “Barton Barriers“:

…this more than 100-foot-long, 12-foot-wide, 10-foot-high cluster of 50 road barriers that are lit up at night.

The holidays, they come on so quickly.

March 15th, 2010

I was so busy planning for today’s celebration of Pi Day (observed) that Meryl Yourish’s Eat A Tasty Animal for PETA (EATAPETA) Day almost got past me.

Almost.

I’m trying to think of what might be good for dinner. Looking at the sub-categories under “Food” gives me an idea…

Edited to add:

CrapCam!

Edited to add 2:

Keep your fork.

“I’m Peter Graves, and I was wondering if you could direct me to the natatorium, as I am attending a swim meet.”

March 14th, 2010

Obit watch. I’ll link to full obits when they go up. (Edited to add: NYT obit. LAT obit.)

I still think Mission: Impossible was one of the great TV series of the 1970s. (You can find M:I openings on YouTube, but oddly, pretty much all the ones I found did not include Peter Graves, or were from the later incarnations of M:I.)

And I will confess that I’ve actually sat through Red Planet Mars.

(Hattip. Yes, I chose to go with the more obscure reference. You were expecting gladiator movies?)