Archive for January, 2008

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WReCked

January 29, 2008

Well, it’s official, the 2008 rallying season’s upon us and no surprises for guessing who won the inaugural Rallye Automobile Monte Carlo. Yes, it was once again, the Gallic answer to Germany’s Michael Schumacher, the intrepid Sebastian Loeb. Those Citroen C4’s are proving still hard to beat with only mechanical failure stopping Dani Sordo’s charge for 2nd place and thereby leaving the field open for Ford’s Mikko Hirvonen to take it. Subaru’s Aussie driver Chris Atkinson, claimed a podium finish in 3rd place by a hair over Francois Duval in a Stobart-sponsored 2007 Ford focus WRC.

It was a dramatic win for Atkinson who saw his 23 second lead shorn down to only 1.1 seconds by the time they arrived for the final spectator stage in Monte Carlo. Atkinson who enjoyed home-town advantage on the twisty streets of the circuit, took the last spot on the podium by the skin of his teeth when he fobbed off the determined attentions of the Belgian who put up a spirited fight to make a dead even time on the track.

Subaru’s Petter Solberg came in 5th overall to place the team one point behind Citroen in the manufacturer’s championship. Conrad Rautenbach who was placed 21st overall crashed out in the final stage of the rally when he appeared to have tried to reverse over the finish line but lost control of the vehicle.

More details on the WRC site

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Age isn’t just a number………..

January 18, 2008

This morning was a bit wet so I dilly-dallied around the house trying to draw out the moment I would leave the house for as long as I could. Eventually I was all set at about 9.00am and I went and got Penelope warmed up for the commute. As I drove out in what was then a light drizzle, I was flagged down by one of my neighbours who just happens to be an older ‘gentleman’ of about my father’s age. I know him quite well and have given him lifts into town on many occasions but today was different.

As we drove down and I listened to his usual 5 cents worth of opinions on whatever caught his fancy, everything seemed to be going swimmingly until it was time to drop him off at his regular stop. As I leaned across to open the car door for him I noticed something that wasn’t there before……………………there on the door sill gleamed a big brown BOOGER! I couldn’t believe my eyes and was too shocked to even react as he calmly stepped out the car and with a courteous “thank you, have a nice day”, he shut the door as if he’d done nothing wrong.

He left a booger on my car door.

What are we, Five?

Audiophile: The cure – Friday I’m in love
Off my shelf: Kiran Desai – The inheritance of loss
Midday Matinee: Flags of our fathers (2006)
Starring: Ryan Phillipe, Jesee Bradford, Adam Beach
Directed by: Clint Eastwood

 

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Mock my words

January 15, 2008

And God took up a lump of clay and from it he fashioned an artist and when he was finished, he looked upon his creation and said, ” it is good”. Then he took up the clay that was leftover and from it he made three critics.

With the internet coming of age, the phrase “everybody’s a critic” couldn’t be more true. Virtually everything has a review or a comment appended to it, most of the time by some nameless, faceless person whose competence to pass any sort of judgment we will never get a chance to examine. It gives me the impression that alongside the dyed-in-the wool critics out there that have made a living of pointing out other people’s ‘triumphs & mistakes’ exists another group of pseudo-critics who seem to be seeking fame (or simply recognition) however fleeting by offering an opinion on virtually everything. From Absinthe cocktails to Zimbabwean poetry and everything in between, these people will pin a blurb on it all the time typing in their names and email addresses in hard-to-miss font sizes.

These are the nice, harmless ones whose only crime is having too much time on their hands and the internet’s equivalent of a big mouth. There is another more sinister type of critic, one who appraises their own work. You may know the kind I’m talking about, they write a mediocre novel that even Oxfam would be hard pressed to give away to a remote school library in some literature-starved developing country. The manuscript through a modern miracle is proofread, edited and somehow published and distributed for sale. Here’s the interesting bit, since the internet gives one a certain measure of anonymity, our (exalted?) author then proceeds to ‘buy’ a few copies of his/her own work and then posts numerous glowing reviews of it under various aliases. The end result is the fabrication of a ‘buzz’ on the internet that fashion-victims tend to believe. £4.50 and 6 pages later one realises that they have to put it mildly, had a fast one pulled on them.

Look, I dare to critique the critics!

Audiophile: Peggy Lee – Just one of those things
Off my shelf: Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara – The Motorcycle Diaries
Midday Matinée: The Motorcycle Diaries (2004)
Starring: Gael García Bernal, Rodrigo De la Serna and Mercedes Morán
Directed by: Walter Salles

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Square pegs in round holes

January 10, 2008
To participate, copy and paste the list (below) into your blog, and bold the items that are true for you. Make your comments in italics.
Father went to college - “Son, I always came first in my class…….all the way from kindergarten”
Father finished college“Son, I always came first in my class…….all the way from kindergarten”
Mother went to collegeMedical college, (she was a cute nurse like in those WWII films) ………eeeeww! dude, that’s my mom.
Mother finished collegeMy dad wouldn’t have married her otherwise
Have any relative who is an attorney, physician, or professor - My brother’s an attorney (we don’t talk anymore)
Were the same or higher class than your high school teachers - Only the ones they taught me ha ha :-)
Had more than 50 books in your childhood homeMost of ‘em ‘borrowed’ and never returned
Had more than 500 books in your childhood home – Didn’t quite make it to 500, ran out of friends. Wait! do my mom’s notebooks from medical school count?
Were read children’s books by a parentMainly about ogres who ate up bad kids
Had lessons of any kind before you turned 182 Swimming lessons, the birds & the bees lessons, why billy goats are dangerous lessons, how-to run-fast-from-an-angry neighbour-whose-ochyard-you’ve-raided- lessons, what’ll happen when mom told dad I’d been bad lessons…… Oh yeah, I had lots of lessons
Had more than two kinds of lessons before you turned 18see above
The people in the media who dress and talk like me are portrayed positivelyum, is George Bush EVER portrayed positively?
Your parents (or a trust) paid for the majority of your college costs – College loan that I’m still paying off.
Your parents (or a trust) paid for all of your college costs
Went to a private high school
Went to summer campChristian camp, where my bunkmate wet his bed every night
Had a private tutor before you turned 18 - had lots of ‘em, that’s how my speiling gotso gud
Family vacations involved staying at hotels – grandma never owned any hotels
Your clothing was bought new before you turned 18.mainly but there were a few hand-me-downs
Your parents bought you a car that was not a hand-me-down from them – are you kidding?
There was original art in your house when you were a childmine
Had a phone in your room before you turned 18.I almost didn’t have adoor
You and your family lived in a single family houseuntil my dad passed on
Your parent(s) owned their own house or apartment before you left homeStill standing when I last looked
You had your own room as a child – shared it with my sweaty, grungy brothers
Participated in an SAT/ACT prep course – what’s that? some kind of counter-terrorism drill?
Had your own TV in your room in High School – my High school inspired ‘prison break’
Owned a mutual fund or IRA in High School or College – had a mutual friend in the IRA :-)
Flew anywhere on a commercial airline before you turned 16 – Flew from the top of tree once though
Went on more than one cruise with your family – Yeah, a Tom Cruise film fest
Your parents took you to museums and/or art galleries as you grew up.I threw tantrums just to see dinosaur skeletons
You were unaware of how much heating bills were for your family – It’s them who were unaware, I had to chop the wood and bring it in
The list is based on an exercise developed by Will Barratt, Meagan Cahill, Angie Carlen, Minnette Huck, Drew Lurker, Stacy Ploskonka at Illinois State University. The exercise developers ask that if you participate in this blog game, you acknowledge their copyright.
Thanks Heather
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Auld lang syne

January 1, 2008

Hello Hellooo helooooo,

It’s a new year once gain with debts to be conveniently forgotten and resolutions to be secretly broken, goals to be missed by miles and a time-machine to be perfected (someone I know has been the same age for the past 3 years). Immortality has come to us a little earlier than we had anticipated and not quite in the form we had imagined.

Audiophile: The White Stripes – Fell in love with a girl
Off my shelf: Marina Lewynka – A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian
Midday MatinéeCousin Bette (1998)
Starring: Jessica Lange, Elizabeth Shue and Bob Hoskins
Directed By: Des McAnuff