Clones
I’ll be there for me?
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Started down, went up, still up.
Miata Top Transitions since 10/24/08: 1263
Miata Top Transitions since 10/24/08: 1263
Utopia
I read an online review of Orphan Black the other day from a source in England, they are just getting it shown over there now, and the biggest complaint he had was the crummy British accents. They sound just fine to me and I watch a lot of British TV, but I’m not from there so…
The reviewer compared OB to a show called Utopia which I had never heard of. He said the way they were similar is that it put seemingly ordinary persons in extra ordinary positions and watched how they reacted. It had a six episode series run earlier this year on Channel 4 and after watching half of them I see that similarity, but that is the only one.
It is beautifully shot in very wide screen with a bright palette. The top image is from the opening shots of episode 2, click to see it full size to appreciate it. After episode one you see that there are two parallel story lines that will intersect sometime. The soundtrack is kind of quirky, but fits the show to a T.
If Orphan Black was a movie it would be rated PG, Utopia on the other hand would be rated R. While I have been busy spreading the word and coercing my co-workers to watch OB, the violence in Utopia is so Quentin Tarantino-esque that I don’t know who I would recommend the show to.
134,000 Grains Of Salt
Wow, another thousand miles has gone by. This one in less than a month. Almost seems like old times when the Emperor was our only car and we drove it everywhere. A good chunk of this thousand miles can be directly attributed to our trip to Deals Gap a couple weekends ago.
On our way back home that Sunday we stopped just outside Highlands, NC at the Bridal Veil Falls for a small photo op. We thought with all the recent rains in the area it might have a lot more of a flow, but it seemed to be about the same amount as any old fall day.
Tonight we went out to get some dinner and were surprised by the amount of traffic at, admittedly the busiest intersection in town, Whiskey & Pine Log Roads to turn left. It was backed up about a 1/4 mile with about a hundred and thirty four thousands cars in line. We were going to go left there, but opted to go straight through and turn left further down the street to sneak up on our destination, Captain D’s. Even that left turn was a bit of a wait and the short circuit we were making was crawling (literally) with cars.
We left the house with the odometer on 133,999 and by the time we parked it was right on the 134,000 mark. One mile traveled, but it felt like about five. Our drive brought us to a parking lot area where the were several restaurant options, so when we arrived Donna changed her mind, since she was going to have fish for lunch tomorrow, she would rather go to Five Guys and get a burger. Very little arm twisting was needed to get me to agree. The burgers are pretty darn good and the fries are awesome as well, except they sure do sprinkle on the salt. I bet but our small size had about 134,000 grains of salt on them.
Purloined Hot Sauce
Our Industrial Engineer Rob is an eating machine. But it seems like to him, if it is worth eating, it is worth eating with hot sauce on it. Consequentially, Rob runs out of hot sauce on occasion, so then he needs to borrow some from his coworkers.
Rob has been out of hot sauce for a while now and has found a favorite supply, a bottle our supervisor Keith keeps in his office. But Keith has noticed that the level in his sauce bottle seems to be dropping faster than it should be considering the amount he uses. Naturally all suspicion falls on Rob, but he has steadfastly denied any culpability in the missing sauce, but no one believes him. Turns out, with good reason.
In the last few seconds of this surveillance video is a small obscene hand gesture that may not be suitable for children, parental discretion is advised:
At Least Two More Beard Posts
I said in the middle of last month that I hoped I had made my last beard post, but as long as the FRS are still in the playoffs people will be writing about them, so shall I.
Grantland posted up another article about baseball, beards and Boston: Sportstorialist: Basebeards
Inside that article they linked to a Boston Globe photo essay that is worth a look: Red Sox? ?beard bonding? symbolic of attitude adjustment
The title says at least two more beard posts, this counts as one. The other will be the one with a photo of my shaggy mug when the Sox are done with the playoffs, which could come as early as this Friday, October 11th or as late as Thursday, October 31st.
Simpsonized Clones
The Simpsons is still running on FOX in its 25th season and tonight’s Treehouse of Horror XXIV is episode number 532 overall. There are a couple of folks out there that are drawing other characters in the style of that show, Dean at Springfield Punx and Adrien Noterdaem on his tumblr/Flicker page who did the one above of Cosima, Alison, Beth, Helena & Katja.
At one time there was a site on the web that would let you “Simpsonize” yourself, sadly it is no more, but not before I had a chance to make up one of myself:
South Boundary Morning
It’s the weekend so we opted to sleep in. And sleep in we did, getting out of bed at nearly 8:00 AM. The only problem was, at almost that exact same moment a mile away, the 10k Whiskey Road Race was starting and the course travels right down our little street. Our plan had been to drive to downtown Aiken, get breakfast, drop off some dry cleaning and visit the St Mary’s School’s 25th annual Chocolate Festival, but by the time we were dressed and ready to go the first runners were trotting by our house. This meant that for the next 30-45 minutes hundreds of runners of all shapes and sizes and speeds would follow.
Plan B was implemented, we walked. It was a beautiful fall morning and it is only about 2-1/2 miles one way through very shady neighborhoods and along the low traffic dirt roads of the horse district to our destination. We ended up at the New Moon for muffins and drinks. We used to eat here more frequently, but the prices have gone way up. In spite of that it has gotten very popular, making finding an outdoor table impossible. Reminds me of that old old Yogi Berra quote: “Nobody goes there anymore. It’s too crowded.”
By the time we were finished with all our running around we had walked 6.8 miles.