Archive: July, 2005
How about beating traffic tickets?
A story making the rounds today comes from a New York City driver, using a laptop in court to discredit a police officer's testimony. Saved $200 plus points. Story here in Gear Live.
Before it was known who actually dies in the latest Harry Potter tome, The Guardian pitched a contest to its readers. Let's pretend it is Dumbledore: Write a passage about his death in the style of another popular author. The results are here.
The winner wrote the professor's end as a Chaucer tale. Others channeled Dave Eggers. Sapphos. Stephen King. Dr. Seuss. And, of course, Norman Mailer, beginning the self-involved story:
It was a not unpleasant afternoon at the old people's home. Norman, knowing the intimate workings of the place, its shutterings and releasings of doors and inmates, and remembering the throngs that massed on the Pentagon back in '67, placed himself with military anticipation close to the buffet table.
Bare-knuckled first reaction in the blogosphere to President Bush's nomination of John G. Roberts Jr. to replace retiring Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor previews the greater fight to come.
It's fierce, highly partisan and seemingly organized. It could be two distinct people they're writing about: a brilliant, impeccably credentialed conservative and a stealth reactionary cut of the same cloth as men like Edwin Meese and Richard Mellon Scaife.
Lots of talk at the blog luncheonette about the Brooklyn journalist who wrote in Sunday's New York Times about firing her nanny after reading the young woman's blog, with its vivid accounts of sex and pills and yes, the journalist and her husband's spats.
Sunday I started seeing the pieces, and finally have gotten around to reading reading the Style section guest column by Helaine Olen, the one that begins:
Our former nanny, a 26-year-old former teacher with excellent references, liked to touch her breasts while reading The New Yorker and often woke her lovers in the night by biting them. She took sleeping pills, joked about offbeat erotic fantasies involving Tucker Carlson and determined she'd had more female sexual partners than her boyfriend.
"How do you spell relief for Rove," HP asked atop its page. "Supreme-Court-Announcement."
Later in the afternoon, after it became known that President Bush will announce his nominee to replace Associate Justice Sandra Day O'Connor at 9 p.m., Drudge simply showed a picture of the Supreme Court and asked "Who?"
If you didn't see Willy Wonka or The Wedding Crashers this weekend - two actual "movies of the summer" - then maybe Hollywood is dying. A much-linked theory about why the film industry is in trouble comes from Tyler Cowen, a George Mason U. economist who writes for a blog called Marginal Revolution.
Is it Hollywood as the next Detroit? Blue-state bigotry?
Nope. Cowen takes on why the box office is in a nose dive (it has slumped 19 out of 20 weeks) and comes up with some basic intelligence. Hollywood can't control star or marketing costs. Television has gotten good. The Internet is a more alluring time-sink than the movie theater or DVD. He goes on, six points in all. The happy ending?