Monthly Archives: August 2008

What Happened to McCain the Moderate?

Sarah Palin might be a shrewd choice for the McCain ticket, but it still kind of makes me sad. I take it as a sign that the McCain of 2000—the reformer-centrist who’s comfortable breaking ranks with his party—is gone for good.

Why that depresses me is that McCain is absolutely the moderate in this race, but he stuffed that aspect of himself down so deep to win the primaries (as did Romney) that he’s going to have to completely reinvent his image to pick up the moderate votes in November.

The meme that I’m picking up from liberal friends right now is that a vote for McCain is a vote for four more years of George W. Bush. Have they forgotten that, as recently as 2004, McCain was entertaining the thought of running AGAINST Bush as Kerry’s veep on a bi-partisan ticket? That as recently as February, the conservative punditocracy was horrified at the thought that McCain might get the nomination? (Ann Coulter said she’d sooner vote for Hillary, because Hillary’s more conservative.) That explains why his pandering to the right over the past few months (well, the past year) has been so intense. Intense enough to turn off the moderates that he would normally appeal to, and to open the door for Obama to steal them away, even though Obama is as liberal a candidate as we’ve ever had in a general election.

You wouldn’t know that from Obama’s brilliant DNC speech, though. He’s going to slash federal programs, cut taxes for 95% of the country, and jump-start a green US auto industry! Recess will be 15 minutes longer, and the cafeteria will serve pizza every day! Obama’s already got his base locked up, so he’s free to “run to the middle” in a way that McCain’s not. The irony is that the middle is populated by socially liberal, fiscally conservative voters…the opposite of George W. Bush, but a good match with the McCain that ran in 2000 and that might have run on a bipartisan ticket in 2004.

In any case, the fact that I still don’t know who I’m voting for in August means I’d be OK with either one (for once, it’s not a choice between a giant douche and a turd sandwich).

Imperial Fleet Week, San Francisico

Some geeky videographer has WAAAAY too much time on his hands. But this is one of the coolest viral videos I’ve seen.

From CurrentTV

Stuck in my Head

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The New Pornographers – Mass Romantic
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The first New Pornographers song, and still one of their best. And it’s been stuck in my head all day.

Top 100 Classic Web Sites

The second of two stories that take up all my work hours during the summer, The Top 100 Classic Web Sites of 2008, is online now at PCMag.com. Check it out sometime when you’re bored and want to add some new web sites to your bookmarks.

So completely overrated.


So, mostly to piss off Brian Heater and a few of my Twitter followers, I made a list of things that the average Twitter user wets him/herself over, but which are just not as awesome as purported. OSX Leopard. Bob Dylan. Firefox. Heath Ledger’s Joker. Afternoon naps. Kittens. In hindsight, I should have added Barack Obama to the list. These are the sacred cows about which there can be no debate nor dissension. Eff that.

Some of my Twitter friends chimed in with overrated crap of their own. From jessiejensen: “Lightly flavored water. The new Facebook. Overrated.” YES!

From egriffith: “Led Zepplin, Family Guy, hot tubs, any kind of beer, and most of Kyle’s list (giving u Dylan).” Brilliant. Why do we have to pretend to like these things?

Fight back against the society that makes you swallow bad-tasting beer, fake-laugh at animated non-funny non-sequiturs, and listen to Led Zeppelin (did anyone hear that TERRIBLE rendition of “Whole Lotta Love” at the Olympics closing ceremony? Jimmy Page should be ashamed. In fact, he looked like he was).

So what’s on YOUR list of totally overrated sacred cows? The Yankees? Park City, UT? Flossing? Please share.

Also, add jessiejensen and egriffith to your Twitter feed. They’re both hilarious.

Bluegrass Jamborama


I made a bluegrass mixtape just for you. A bunch of barn-burning bluegrass, nügrass, and folk-type stuff (including the studio versions of the bluegrass videos I posted earlier). It’ll make you happy. Just like Steve Martin used to.

6 Days Until Kickoff!

Less than a week until BYU kicks off its Greatest! Football! Season! Evar! To celebrate, read the profile of QB Max Hall that appeared in the NY Times this weekend. Apparently dude likes to pick fights on the practice field. Hey, as long as he protects his throwing arm and watches for the weak-side blitz.

I’ve got six days to talk Corinne into letting me get Slingbox so I can watch the games. BYU’s stupid stupid stupid Mountain West Conference has maybe the worst TV contract in the history of the medium, so it’s rare that I’m able to catch games here in the Northeast.

Anyway, I’m going to do my best to not fill up my blog and Twitter feed with BYU talk this fall. We’ll see how that goes. Between BYU, the Giants, and the newly interesting Jets, it’s going to be a fun football season.

Good Morning Vacaville!

I’ve been doing lots of radio and TV interviews the past couple weeks for PCMag’s Top 100 Undiscovered Web Sites story (I have three radio interviews tomorrow alone), but by far the most fun I’ve had was this morning, talking about Mere in an interview with KUIC in my hometown of Vacaville, CA. For one, it was fun to talk about Mere on the air and to hear my hometown radio station play “Hold On”; and two, my parents got to hear it! Is it pathetic that that makes me happy?

Mere Live from Beijing

Anybody hear the outro music to the NBC Olympic telecast last night? Yup, it was Mere’s song “Higher” (which isn’t even the song on the Olympic soundtrack).

Corinne and I turned off the TV literally right before it started, so I didn’t find out about it until this morning—which is just as well. My heart was already pounding from the gymnastics all-around (how exciting was that?); if I’d heard our song right after I probably would have had a heart attack and Mere would’ve had to find a new bass player.

BTW, the song’s available exclusively thru AmieStreet.

Pig in a Pen

Ricky Skaggs playing my favorite bluegrass song with the Boston Pops. Check this video out, it’s seriously ridiculous.

If there are two cliches in bluegrass music, the first is the image of an old man holding a banjo or mandolin, and the second is the legend of the musician who sells his soul to the devil to up his skillz. There’s a very good explanation for those cliches: In order to play crazy fast like that, you either have to have been practicing for 30 years (Bill Monroe) or have sold your soul (the only explanation I can think of for Chris Thile).

I put “Pig in a Pen” on sometimes to play along to on my mandolin, and it’s hard enough to try to strum on those crazy upbeats. Forget about the full solos–I’ll be 80 and arthritic before I can even touch them.

Oh heck, here’s another:

Nickel Creek and Chris Thile killing. Pay attention to the part where he sets his mandolin on fire between 1:30 and 3:00. If he did sell his soul, the devil got the short end of that bargain.