Category Archives: YouTube/Video

Strangeness and Charm

I don’t know what I have to say or not say today. I’m tired of talking about the gym – and you’re probably tired of hearing about it.

I am sure I could go on and on about something, but I came across a clip of Joaquin Phoenix on David Letterman, promoting his new and possibly last movie.

For those who haven’t heard/read/seen – Joaquin has been making a stink about retiring from celluloid and foraying into the world of hip hop.   Whatever, dude.

But he was indeed on Letterman, though not really on Letterman. Dave is in his prime.  I love seeing him when he is on.  You have to watch the clip – and I do mean the entire clip – to truly enjoy the weirdness of the situation.

Song by: Tim Finn

the only constant is change

It’s kind of a YouTube Sunday.   But the actual embed process if not via YouTube, so….it’s just video link Sunday I guess.

I have no idea who Louis CK is.  See how hip I am?  He was on Conan (I do know who he is).  But I didn’t see this, I can’t stay up that late.  My sister sent it to me via another blog, of which I have never read and don’t really feel like linking to, as I probably won’t really ever visit it again.

As my sister said in her email: this is funny too (sort of)

I’m not sure what the “too” was in response to exactly, but I assume it was a post I had done earlier.  I did find the clip amusing, though not hilarious.  It really has nothing to do with anything I’ve been yakking about to even thinking about.  I don’t know how Conan and Louis CK got on the subject.  I don’t think it matters much.

I wish I knew how to embed this into a WordPress blog, but I can’t seem to.  Anyone know how to embed it if not a YouTube clip?  Anyone???

But you can link to it here.

It’s just a mindless Sunday post.  Deal with it.

Song by: BT

Mr. Plow

Currently, we are about 3″ away from having the snowiest January on record.

Yesterday, though the news says we got less than a foot. They are liars. Or at the very least, they didn’t measure at our house.

Before work, Denton cleared about 4″ of snow. Not a lot, but we knew more was coming and we did not need those additional flakes when one of us got home and had to clear again.

As it turns out, when I got home, there was at least 10″ in the drive……and I know from 10″. (bada bing!) Though that would have been hard to navigate anyway, naturally, the plows and other cars had done their damage at the end of the drive.

Since we live at the end of a street, we get folks turning around in the drive. Just enough to pack it down. Let’s compound that with the street plows that covered that packed snow with the 10″ that were actually on the street, but now resided in the first five feet of our drive. Bother!

So I park in the street and trudge my way up the drive to get the snow blower. Since our drive is 80′ long, it is a necessity. But get this! The snow blower won’t turn over. I cannot get it started. Now, I said something much worse than ‘bother’. Much much worse. For miles around, women covered their children’s ears.  Rightfully so.

I call Denton, who swears he can fix it when he gets home. I know better than to wait and get out the handy-dandy shovel. I start at the bottom of the drive and dig out about 7 feet. Not bad. I had also dug out a shovel length all the way down the drive too. At this point, I’m tired so I figure, I’ll just dig another length that accommodates the width of our cars. The rest of the snow can wait – right?

Just then, I’m reminded there might be some superior being – I mean, besides Ina Garten….or Aaron Eckard. A private snow plow, truck guy is driving down the street and I hail him like I’m trying to catch a taxi. We negotiated a price. And by that I mean, I asked what he’d charge, he told me and I paid it.

Within a few minutes, we were dug out and I got my car off the street.

As for the snow blower? Well it seems when Denton was using it this morning the key had fallen out. I didn’t notice – clearly. Now the key is probably somewhere in a big big big snow pile at the end of our drive. I’ll look for it in May.

Song by: Linda Rondstadt & Barney Gumble


The shortest day and the longest night were joined by the coldest day.

I’m not 100% sure, but the first day of Winter I believe was the coldest day of 2008. At least in NE Ohio.

I think the high was 21…maybe, and that was early in the morning. But most of the day we were in the single digits. On the ride home from my parents, it was 1 degree – and that doesn’t include wind chill. ….and it will probably dropped more before the day ended and after I got in the house and just gave up watching the weather.

But the wind was a-howling all night long.

Cold Miser, even if he is called “Mr. Ten Below”, sings that he never wants a day above forty degrees. He’d rather have it, thirty, twenty, ten or five. Even he didn’t go down to 1 !!!!! It might be too chilly for his liking.

They said there is global warming. They said this winter would be milder than the last. WHY isn’t it happening???

Song by: Three Dog Night


It’s that time. Today is the first day of Winter.

Not be my father (but hell, it seems to be a fate I cannot and will not escape), after today, the days start to get longer!!!!   I could have conjured up a picture of a pretty winter’s day.  Not from here though.  It’s cold, but not white and not pretty either.   Lots of ice around though, as you may have gathered from yesterday’s post.

Today is also the first day of Hanukkah. (this is the spelling that I prefer.  there are others, of course.)

All I got to show for it is my Jewish Troll.   I’ve had him and his xmas pal for almost two decades at this point.  They make an appearance for about 2 weeks of the year – and then as Pee Wee Herman would say to Grace Jones, ‘back in the box!’.

…and speaking of, it is almost time for the annual viewing of the entire Pee Wee’s Christmas Special – which by the way, is the bestest holiday special of all time.  Charo, Cher, Dinah Shore, kd lang, Grace Jones, Princess Zsa Zsa, Miss Yvonne, Reba the Maillady, Cowboy Curtis, the jewish dinosaur family, Frankie & Annette (before her MS kicked in!), Little Richard, Whoopi and the Del Rubio triplets.

It does not get more star*-studded or gayer than that.  Seriously, do yourself a favour and go to amazon and order it.

*’star’ is such a relative term, isn’t it?

Song by: Tori Amos

Cool for Cats

Since I’m preparing for a week of travel, I thought I’d just throw out a YouTube video.   It is only 46 seconds long, but I just love it.

I want to get one for Sophie to ride around on.  Tovah wouldn’t do it for sure.  But as it turns out, we just don’t have much carpet.

Song by:  Squeeze

The Married Man

There have been some half-baked thoughts out there on Prop 8 – on both sides.  Maybe not that bad, but more wrought with emotion than logic.   My Keith Olbermann post from the other day was one I liked, but for the demographic who watch his show – he was preaching to the choir.  He was not really bringing one over to the Gay Side of marriage.

Last Saturday, on Real Time with Bill Maher, Dan Savage was on (again) – his first time after Prop 8 failed.  I’m not a huge fan of Savage’s written column – it’s a bit over the top for me – but as a commentator, he’s articulate, and has well thought-out ideas and if need be, arguments.

Take this clip.  Yeah, you have to sit through Ashton Kutcher, and his borderline homophobic response (about 50 seconds in) – he almost redeems himself (1:45 in).   Almost!

It is really about 4:10 into the video where Savage presents one of the best counterpoints to the Right, or the Mormons, or the Catholics rationale on why same sex marriage is a threat to the institution.   It’s a fun thing to watch – but maybe that’s just me.

Fall-out from Prop 8 continues.  The multiple protests that happened last weekend (admittedly, I did not attend in the 35 degree pouring rain) – which was coordinated in days via FaceBook or MySpace.  They got hundreds of thousands of people protesting – something HRC couldn’t do in a year’s worth of planning.

There is a push for Hollywood to boycott the Sundance Film Festival – as the latter is full of Mormons (major instigators to push Prop 8 to pass) and the former is full of homosexuals.  No – it’s true!  I swear!!!

I’m ok with the boycott.  Nothing good has come out of Sundance since sex, lies and videotape anyway.

Song by: the Roches