Archives for: May 2006

Almost unbelievable

posted by marco on 06.05.25 at 14:54, in the news, insanity, politics, news, politics, null, Leave a comment Permalink

From this NYT article about very severe recently discovered flaws in Diebold voting machines:

David Bear, a spokesman for Diebold Election Systems, said the potential risk existed because the company's technicians had intentionally built the machines in such a way that election officials would be able to update their systems in years ahead.

"For there to be a problem here, you're basically assuming a premise where you have some evil and nefarious election officials who would sneak in and introduce a piece of software," he said. "I don't believe these evil elections people exist."

What planet is that guy from? More importantly, why the hell is our democracy being entrusted to his company?!?!

An Unearthly Child

posted by ben on 06.05.23 at 23:04, null, null, television, Leave a comment Permalink

The bass line is much better in the original.

-Doctor Who, An Unearthly Child


posted by ben on 06.05.23 at 22:55, null, on writing, rant, Leave a comment Permalink

I've been coming up with a great number of mediocre one liners recently, while preparing for my gruesome death in Zion. I'm wondering if there's a way to string them into something useful, but I don't think I have time to find out before I am crushed by a cascade of rotting wood.

They pay for their garbage, we found ours in dumpsters.

To quote Dumas, something that really ought to be done more often, "god has nothing to do with it."

Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart.

posted by ben on 06.05.23 at 22:50, null, random, 1 comment Permalink

I just got this in my emails from Is it spam? I think I like it regardless.

Do I know anyone in New York. Someone ought to go and report back. Maybe Gothamist will cover it...

Comment from: graham [Member] ·
Ha... I just happened to come across the same poster at another blog...
Permalink 05/25/06 @ 16:33

when I was a child, art robbed me of my humanity.

posted by ben on 06.05.21 at 22:55, null, null, kittens, puppies, writing, Leave a comment Permalink

If I had known how lonely they were going to make me, I would never have read a book. When presented with my first copy of One Fish, Two Fish, I would have bitten off a piece of the cover and done my best to choke on it. I would have run my soft, new face over the edges of pages and drawn great rivers of blood. My mother would have wrenched the book from me, and replaced it with something less likely to harm me, maybe a gun.

But, I didn’t know how lonely books would make me. So, I reached my plump little hands out toward her proffering hand and grabbed at the book, trying desperately to please… sounding out “new” and “blue,” moving my fingers carefully over the words, and ensuring a life of misery.

I read other Seussian classics. I learned to yearn for an environmentally sound world where the Truffula trees could stand tall. I learned all war could be reduced to a gripe over toast. I learned to be dissatisfied with the status quo: I learned to be miserable.

It only got worse from there.

Books about magic, kings, rings and grand weddings gave me an overdeveloped sense of my own potential, of my own importance. Endless mysteries viciously targeted at the youth taught me to value intellect and wit.

Once I’d made it through the Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, Encylopedia Brown and the Babysitter’s Club, I began finding new books on my own. I discovered new genres. I read books about space elevators, an uncle obsessed with the collecting and freezing Picasso’s semen and something about the six legged majority.

And, it worked like a disease, a horrible addiction.... I read more, one book would reference two, from there I’d be reading four, until my library was exploding exponentially.

All the while, friends, family, teachers, all urged me on… telling me I must develop my mind, learn… and I did. I picked up poetry, saw beauty in a young boy’s rosy cheeks, laid beside her in the dawn and died a thirsty death surrounded by water. I learned to see beauty everywhere, beauty in the wonderful, and beauty in the terrible.

And that led me to philosophy. I learned that being is nothingness. I stared up into the night sky and felt heat death creeping down from heaven. And through all this, friends continued to urge me on, to ever increasing heights of madness.

I lived my life eight hours a day, with three lattes, four hundred pages and three homeless bearded men at a coffee shop telling me half truths about categorical imperatives. I made friends with the characters in my books. I loved beautiful women. I painted Tahiti with my fat Polynesian lover, but died of leprosy. And for what?

I exhausted English literature. I read ever novel of note from the last 500 years. Then I wandered the streets looking for someone to talk with. But, unlike Miller, I could no longer relate. I’d read too much. I went into bars and attempted to talk about that time I became unstuck in time… to tell people about how I iron my shirts, moving my shirt only 2 times.

Worse, I started to write. Language is a virus. I read, it incubates, and I write. I only hope the wretched soul who finds this puts it in the wood chipper where it belongs.

At least I'm good at something.

posted by ben on 06.05.21 at 01:31, null, boulder, 1 comment Permalink

I drove way too fast up the canyon, then sat under the stars at Barker until my absurdly fluffy jacket could no longer make up for my linen pants... sang along to the Pogues... got briefly excited when I saw a white Volvo parked in front of my dad's house... before I remember that I was in reality and not the world I inhabit while sleeping... and then I fixed the blog in one instant of genius realization. David Taylor be damned. Hurrah.

The blog is hosted at godaddy now, so I suspect uptime will actually be reasonable.

Comment from: graham [Member] ·

Permalink 05/21/06 @ 04:57

It's art.

posted by ben on 06.05.05 at 14:42, null, art, music, art, music, Leave a comment Permalink
-Hamster MIDI

Why is this on DVD?

Comment from: Christian [Visitor] ·
Are you kidding? I love that show. I'm thrilled it's finally being released.
Permalink 05/01/06 @ 22:00
Comment from: Alex [Visitor] ·
I was involved in two separate conversations last week about how great this show was.
Permalink 05/02/06 @ 10:13
Comment from: Jo [Visitor]
ahh, I loved that show! I'm not sure that I could watch it now, though..
Permalink 05/03/06 @ 18:23