Monday, June 16, 2008

Round ball

We hit the US Open down in San Diego this weekend. Yeah, the one that just finally wrapped up this afternoon. Did get to see all the big names and drink a bunch of Michelobs (official beer sponsor) and walk around the beautiful Torrey Pines course even though the weather on Saturday was all overcast and windy, more like the British Open. And people are already calling it the greatest US Open ever. Others are calling it perhaps the greatest golf tournament ever. So, needless to say, it was well worth the trip. There'd be pictures but apparently you can't bring in phones or cameras to major events. Sorry folks.

I've also been getting very caught up in the Lakers-Celtics series and am disappointed at the amount of people here who are claiming to be Celtics fans simply because they "hate Kobe." Sure the guy may or may not be a rapist but the dude can ball. Besides I'm more of a Pau Gasol guy anyway.

Two in a row in Boston ain't gonna be easy though. At least it's holding off the sports doldrums for a few more days.

Friday, June 13, 2008


I'll admit, I don't hold most political journalists nowadays in too high regard. I feel like a lot of them simply don't have either the experience, the gumption or the authority to ask the hard questions and to demand the answers they're paid to get. Especially for about the last seven years.

But Tim Russert did. He was one of the good ones.

You just knew no BS was gonna get past him. Sure, you might be able to snow everyone else all week but come Sunday morning you were gonna get your comeuppance at the hands of the man from Buffalo. The guy knew his stuff. And yours too. And he always did the questioning in such a way that you had no idea where he stood politically, only that he stood for the truth and for integrity. Even though I suppose I always secretly knew he was on my side. And I'm sad he won't get to see what's going to happen this fall.

We'll miss you, Tim.

Go Bills.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Sign o' the times

While editing today we ran across a shot of a car passing a gas station with "$3.59/$3.69/$3.79" listed as the prices for the three grades of gas. The sad thing is, it looked good! We're all like "damn, where's that cheap-ass gas?" Like we were looking at some sort of historical archive footage from yesteryear. What's even sadder is it was just shot a couple months ago! Now with our gas here in LA making a b-line for the five buck mark, I'd be drivin' cross town to even find gas for $4.59. Here's the story of the last month here in LA:

Who do I need to talk to about lowering the price of the go juice? This is retarded. Damn fossil fuels.

On a kinda-sorta related note, the term "staycation" has already really worn out its welcome. What did that take, a week and a half? Personally I like John Hodgman's "holistay" better.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The last living souls

I've found a new favorite channel in a little thing up in the high channels called Music in High Definition or MHD, if you're nasty. It's fantastic. It's all kinds of cool concert videos by pretty darn good bands.

Last night I caught the Damon Albarn side project, Gorillaz, and a show they played in Harlem at the Appolo. And I couldn't not share this nifty little clip with you good people. Give it til about the 2:00 mark to really get going.

I promise more other news soon.

Oh yeah, go Lakers.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

One down

"Americans are a decent, generous, compassionate people, united by common challenges and common hopes. And every so often, there are moments which call on that fundamental goodness to make this country great again.

So it was for that band of patriots who declared in a Philadelphia hall the formation of a more perfect union; and for all those who gave on the fields of Gettysburg and Antietam their last full measure of devotion to save that same union.

So it was for the Greatest Generation that conquered fear itself, and liberated a continent from tyranny, and made this country home to untold opportunity and prosperity.

So it was for the workers who stood out on the picket lines; the women who shattered glass ceilings; the children who braved a Selma bridge for freedom's cause.

So it has been for every generation that faced down the greatest challenges and the most improbable odds to leave their children a world that's better, and kinder, and more just.

And so it must be for us.

America, this is our moment. This is our time. Our time to turn the page on the policies of the past. Our time to bring new energy and new ideas to the challenges we face. Our time to offer a new direction for the country we love.

The journey will be difficult. The road will be long. I face this challenge with profound humility, and knowledge of my own limitations. But I also face it with limitless faith in the capacity of the American people. Because if we are willing to work for it, and fight for it, and believe in it, then I am absolutely certain that generations from now, we will be able to look back and tell our children that this was the moment when we began to provide care for the sick and good jobs to the jobless; this was the moment when the rise of the oceans began to slow and our planet began to heal; this was the moment when we ended a war and secured our nation and restored our image as the last, best hope on Earth. This was the moment - this was the time - when we came together to remake this great nation so that it may always reflect our very best selves, and our highest ideals. Thank you, God Bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America."

Barack Obama
June 3, 2008

Monday, June 02, 2008

Mayor of the Sunset Strip

Somehow I missed this movie when it came out a few years back but Whitney recommended it to me and, man, is it good. It's the story of Rodney Bingenheimer who was kind of a legendary figure here on the strip back in the 60's and later a dj here on KROQ. Despite always being instrumental in hundreds of artists' discovery and development he never really made any money out of it.

Long story short, the guy pretty much had an in with everyone who was anyone in music. Everyone. John, Paul, Elvis, Bowie. You name it.

Easily the best rock documentary I've seen since "Dig!"

If you like yourself the rock and roll, I frikkin' highly recommend it.

Go Bills!

So basically what you're saying is you're completely full of shit?

Tick tock. Tick tock.