Independence Week

Great week for BYU football–and I say that without even knowing the results of our Saturday game against Jake Locker and the Wash. Huskies. We’re free of the Mountain West conference, its garbage TV “network,” and the sulfuric stench of commissioner Craig Thompson.

And I just might be done having to Slingbox games from California so I can watch them in NYC.

The best part of the deal is that it cements ESPN as BYU’s best friend for the next 8 years. That is absolutely huge. They’re going to broadcast BYU home games and help with scheduling, and if you know anything about college football, you know that ESPN holds ALL the cards. Really, all of them. ESPN is The House, and BYU gets to play with The House’s money for the next eight years.

USA Today has the details

Jesus for Comptroller General 2012

Granted, it’s the journalist’s job to find the craziest-but-still-believable quote and run it in the story, but this quote from a NYTimes article represents a line of thinking that seems to pop up frequently of late:

Becky Benson, 56, traveled from Orlando, Florida, because, she said, “we believe in Jesus Christ,” and Jesus, she said, would not have agreed with the economic stimulus package, bank bailouts and welfare.

Which religion is it that teaches people that the all-powerful God of the universe has a strong opinion about U.S. fiscal policy? To the extent that Jesus spoke of money, it was to disabuse his followers of the notion that money is at all important.

Render unto Obama what is Obama’s, and if you don’t like it, try to get more votes together next time around. But how about we let Jesus worry about more important things than the tax rate, shall we?

[Thanks to Jim for the link, and for the line "What ever happened to 'Blessed be the poor'…. I guess I was too busy to notice that there was a rewrite."]

P.S. — One more thought on that article: It seems Glenn Beck is now a victim of The Al Sharpton Paradox. His stature is tied to the preservation of the problems that he is purportedly trying to solve.

Living the bachelor life

Corinne’s on her annual “sabbatical” or whatever you want to call it; one of the joys of being a stay-at-home-mom is that she can decamp to rural Idaho for weeks at a time to play golf and ride horses and let Bumblebee discover new things, like grass and carpet. We’re well into week three and I think Corinne’s finally starting to think about buying a return ticket.

The timing of her trip couldn’t be better, though. I’ve been working nights and weekends–and by that I mean EVERY night and EVERY weekend–for the past three weeks on a work project that’s finally wrapping up.

It’s kind of a fun experience when Corinne’s out of town to discover what kind of adult I am on my own. Can I keep the apartment clean, keep the cat fed, get enough sleep, buy vegetables at the grocery story, and act like a responsible adult?

That’s been easy so far, because I’ve been at the office almost every waking moment. But know that I’m returning to normal working hours (and no more catered meals), it’s time for the real test…let’s see how long I can go without lapsing into a complete state of arrested development.

When I start blogging about my Madden scores, you’ll know I’ve fallen off the wagon.

The Dungeon of Rock

It’s the height of irony that the worst NYC clubs for live music tend to be the ones owned by musicians. Snitch (which was owned by Scott Wieland until it mercifully closed down) was the worst–the gear never worked, the sound guys were punks, the drinks were expensive and served in plastic cups, our guitar player almost got in a fight with the booking manager–it was a crap shoot at the end of the night to see who would hate the venue more, the band or the fans.

We played at The National Underground last night, owned by Gavin DeGraw, and it was another dud venue. Tiny little cave at the bottom of a flight of stairs–if there had been a musty couch, an Xbox, and a washing machine it could be your friend’s creepy basement.

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The Crude Case of Chevron

Have you heard about the trial of Chevron vs. Independent Documentary Filmmaker? Crazy case…I wish I owned the movie rights.

Joe Berlinger makes a movie called “Crude” that shines a light on a legal struggle between Ecuadorians and Texaco (since acquired by Chevron). Seems the oil company’s drilling techniques may have contaminated the local water supply, so the Ecuadorians sued.

All good so far, right? The little guy standing up to Big Oil, and we get to live vicariously through the Ecuadorians and vent our own anger a little bit.

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Frigid Beach

Went to the beach today. Baby was cute, water was freezing. Corinne has a post with more pics on her  blog. Read the comments…you’ll thank me later.

Two Safety Precautions That Make Us Less Safe

1. Hyper-Sensitive Smoke Detectors

The smoke detector in our kitchen is so sensitive, it goes off when we’re preheating the oven, or whenever we pan fry anything. Guess how I respond? I take it down from the ceiling and remove the battery. I try to remember to replace it after dinner, but that doesn’t always happen right away. Firex, I’m sure your heart’s in the right place, but my family would be safer if you’d dial the smoke sensitivity back a bit.

2. Overly Strict Password Policies

IT admins, this one’s for you: If you make me change my password every 30 days, and I can’t repeat passwords, you know what you’re doing? You’re making me come up with a password I don’t use anywhere else, which means there’s a good chance I’ll forget it, which means I’m going to write it on a Post-It note. And that kind of defeats the purpose of your password policies, now, doesn’t it?

AMC: Screwing With Its Most Loyal Viewers

Are TV people stupid?

I’m sorry, let me rephrase that question to be more open-ended:

Why are TV people stupid?

I can’t answer the “why,” so I’ll try to address the “how.” Add your own gripes in the comments.

Exhibit A: Loud Commercials are Bad for Everybody

I get why commercials are so much louder than the show I’m watching. Advertisers think a loud commercial will grab my attention–but they’re idiots. For the past six years, if I watched a TV commercial it was because I WASN’T paying enough attention to remember to hit Fast Forward. And maybe some of the messaging in the commercials actually sank in, who knows? DVRs may not have been common six years ago, but they are now. Every viewer in my demographic is equipped with Fast Forward. If a commercial’s best hook for attention-getting is to blare, it’ll not only get skipped, it’ll get skipped by an annoyed viewer. That’s not good for the advertiser or the network (or the viewer). Continue reading

In Defense of Malcolm Gladwell

I should say up front that I enjoy reading Malcolm Gladwell. I usually can’t make it all the way through his books (they get kind of repetitive after the first 150 pages or so), but his New Yorker articles are great, and I’m currently reading (and enjoying) What the Dog Saw, a collection of his best essays.

Two of the smartest people I know can’t stand him, and hate how popular he is among advertising-type people. Ad people are always trying to have a finger on the pulse of culture and new ideas, and to my friends’ chagrin, when Gladwell wrote The Tipping Point he became a marketer’s darling.

Gladwell’s weaknesses are that his writing tends to be formulaic, he’ll stretch to make facts fit hypotheses, and he puts too much emphasis on creating new buzzwords from old ideas. (All of those things are what endear him to hack marketing strategists–he’s just like them!). John Graham-Cumming posted a funny takedown of Gladwell’s quirks earlier today (“How to Write Like Malcolm Gladwell“).

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Look Who’s (Not) Talking

Can I just quickly make a sweeping statement about the history of human communication?

Talking sucks.

Seriously, I hate it. You’ve read those futurists’ visions of a dystopian world in which humans are all shut in their basements, connected to other humans only by email? Sounds great to me!

Seriously, lets look at the cons of verbal interaction:

1. No random access recall and no reliable record (what memories you do have of conversations are probably VERY unreliable and one-sided)

2. The timing is all wrong; you’re expected to reply immediately after being spoken to. After which you expect an immediate reply. Terrible way to arrive at thought-out conclusions

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