Caberet of the Seven Devils

So much about push-nudge:

1) So everybody who knows me knows how much I am absolutely fascinated with the DPRK. Huh, DPRK? Yes, the Democratic People's Republic of Korea. North Korea. So, the fact that VBS is doing a 16 part Vice Guide to North Korea is pretty much off the scale. Hosted by Shane, I cannot even begin to express my joy (oh, and Thumb's Up! broadcasts it penultimate Season 2 episode, but whatever...).

2) Go see The Adventures of Earnest and Moribund [clicky]. You'll laugh, you'll cry. You'll ask the question, "why?"

3) Back in days small, it was very important to me to be a "soloist." No not like a violin player or anything, but just going about things all alone. It was my style, the whu-zay I ruh-zoled. That was what counted most; the epitome of survival. Unfortunately, outside inspiration only infiltrated indirectly. Few mentors and colleagues resulted in a fairly insular way of expression.

But, I'm older now. I forget things. I lose things. I'm much more sure of things and a lot less certain of others. In sum, I've learned a thing or two. Independence doesn't have to mean alone. There is value to "with" as well as "without." You'll have to just believe me.

4) Not only is it OK to be wrong, it is sometimes perfectly GOOD to be wrong (except in the case of land mine removal or AIDS prevention). Case in point. There's an article in this week's issue of The New Yorker magazine (or printed version of the internet). It's called "Numbers Guy." When the issue arrived I read the first paragraph and thought I had the thesis of the article all figured out. I just knew what the punchline was gonna be having read a ton of this brain wiring stuff. In fact, I only continued the article to confirm that I was right.

I was wrong.

Read it. Good stuff. You'll learn something too. Me? I learned something more about brain science and a little something about myself. Go figure.

5) Mail's here, be right back.... Hummm. Six piece of mail. All six are unsolicited offers of services or products: junk mail. Honda service? Nope. Home show? Not interested. Insurance offer? Pass. "A major threat to your home may be coming - Protect it now" notice from Terminix®, the dead bug people? Yawn. Carpet cleaning? Please? Oh, and this jewel: a McDonald's® coupon book asking me (telling me) to "Celebrate Daylight SAVINGS Time at McDonald's®." Get it? Daylight "savings" time? I think it would have been better copy to have printed, "Celebrate Heart Attack Obesity Time...."

6) This didn't happen to me in California but I do believe that I suffer from a seasonal affect dip. How do I know? Well, today is bright, sunny, and warm and I can feel the difference. From the notebook: "Seasonal swings aren't as severe in temperate climates." It's amazing what 67º will do for a fellow.

7) It is my opinion that Hillary Diane Rodham's jokey super surprise guest appearance on Lorne Michael's Saturday Night Live was not only a desperate attempt at humanizing, but brought shame to her campaign. How it affects her campaign and prospects, though, isn't up to me, however. But, I'm off the politics.