Archive for September, 2001

escape with Peter Lefcourt

I wish Peter Lefcourt’s novels were given film treatments. The Dreyfus Affair is one of the funniest novels I’ve ever read, bar none. I suppose my opinion is slightly skewed by the fact that I’m a queer baseball fan, because the novel is about a homosexual love affair between two major league baseball players. But [...]

books

under God?

I am trying to fend off a massive headache today, the likely result of not enough sleep on top of being twisted and turned and dangled and suspended at Six Flags New England yesterday. My poor nicotine-addled brain is just not dealing well with all the blood that was sent rushing through it.
I also thought [...]

death of common sense

yeah, ooooh, right there …

A study at the University of Florida measured the heart rate, brain waves and perspiration of avid Gator fans and found that, when shown pictures of their favorite players making game-winning plays, they responded with the same “indicators of arousal” as they did while viewing erotic photos.
Another study, done at Georgia State University by psychologist [...]

sports

protocol

Yes, this patriotic US citizen who has been up on his soapbox for the past few entries made the embarrassing mistake of posting a photo of his flag displayed in an unacceptable manner. Through the magic of Photoshop, I have digitally corrected the error. As for the glorious stars and stripes, Marlin had already (unbeknownst [...]

hodgepodge

old glory

Marlin dug our American flag out of storage last Saturday and hung it on the front of our house. I asked him to take it down. Now stop before you get all riled up … I just wanted to wash it. Red, cream and blue didn’t look right. So after a little color-safe bleach and [...]

terror

my prayer

When filling out a form that asks for a religious affiliation, I usually place my check mark next to “agnostic.” Actually, I’m somewhere on the scale between agnosticism and atheism, but these forms never seem to offer the option of secular humanist. In any case, my point is this: what should someone like me do [...]

death of common sense, terror