Saturday, March 15, 2003

Eric A. gets a nod from the NYT.
It's really too nice outside to blog, so I made sure I gave the dog a nice long outing before returning to my shut-in habits.

Saw The Quiet American last night. I started reading the book four years ago to keep my sister company but never got around to finishing it. According to my dad it was pretty accurate regarding plot, and it was more or less cast well. Brendan Fraser had the cream cheese wonky look that the character of Pyle needs. All in all, though, the whole thing felt pretty thin. Maybe I've gotten too impatient to be satisfied with parables and want something a bit meatier. Still, it's worth seeing.

The Hamster is back online (after a fashion) and has a rundown of last night's Real Time With Bill Maher. The panelists were Monica Crowely, Arianna Huffington, and Dennis Miller. What Eric fails to mention is the highlight of the night, in which Arianna turned to Dennis, after he rather pathetically and incoherently defended Bush and the war on Iraq, looked him in the eye and said. "You know Dennis, if you don't stop defending this administration, you're going to end up as Bush's Sammy Davis Jr."

Oh how sweet it was. That was it. He never recovered. He's whipped it out, waved it in her face, only to find out that hers was bigger.

One has to feel bad for Dennis, even though he's had that Arianna TKO coming for a long time. He lost two cushy jobs in the same year, and has pretty much spent the last several months mouthing off bad frat-boy style jokes against liberals and Bush critics. How far he's fallen was especially obvious last night, especially in contrast to to Maher who's refashioned himself completely as the comedic voice who's not afraid to say anything. Bill Maher is who Dennis Miller used to be, and Maher was clearly throwing him a bone by inviting him on his panel.

Friday, March 14, 2003

Going into this weekend on a couple of high notes. For one the weather has decided warm up and shine. For another, this anti-social blogger will actually be out doing stuff. Saturday, a friend of a friend is sponsering a Make Drinks Not War party, and Sunday is the rally and candelight vigil.

Hmmm. Methinks my life is becoming alarmingly narrow. But I've found that I have to do these things to get rid of the cynical stomachache that occurs when going through the news.
Here's a man who really really needs to have a weblog. Careful Eric. We miss and love you, but with Pierce we could learn to live without you.

WARNING: There is a link to the latest Noonan hallucination.

Tuesday, March 11, 2003

Oh laughing, crying God.
So that means we return the Statue of Liberty right?