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Just call me Eric B. & Rakim, because I’m paid in full:
Now, if I can just keep this car rolling for a few more years, I can stow away enough dough for a down payment on that solid gold rocket car I’ve had my eye on. . .
What I’m reading: Sophocles’ Ajax, and Osamu Tezuka’s Buddha, Vol. 5
What I’m listening to: The Last Post, by Carbon / Silicon
What I’m watching: we finished with the first season of The Wire and caught The Corpse Bride and half (okay, maybe a third) of The Return of the King
What I’m drinking: Rogue’s Dead Guy Ale (because the position of the skeleton on the side of the six-pack made it look like Pogue, and I thought that was funny)
Where I’m going: We didn’t get up to Providence this weekend. Next week, I’ve got a trip to Belfast to visit a client. I’ll have Sunday & Monday on my own, so if you have any suggestions for sights to see in Belfast & environs (I’m thinking of day-tripping up to the coast to see Giants Causeway), mention it in the comments!
What I’m happy about: THE GIANTS WON THE SUPER BOWL!
What I’m sad about: NOTHING! SEE ABOVE!
What I’m pondering: The relationship of men and their gods. Here’s a passage from Sophocles between Athena and Odysseus, after Ajax goes insane and believes that he’s killed Odysseus and the other generals:
  ATH: Do you see, Odysseus, how great the gods’ power is?
Who was more full of foresight than this man,
Or abler, do you think, to act with judgment?
   ODY: None that I know of. Yet I pity
His wretchedness, though he is my enemy,
For the terrible yoke of blindness that is on him.
I think of him, yet also of myself;
For I see the true state of all us that live —
We are dim shapes, no more, and weightless shadow.
   ATH: Look well at this, and speak no towering word
Yourself against the gods, nor walk too grandly
Because your hand is weightier than another’s,
Or your great wealth deeper founded. One short day
Inclines the balance of all human things
To sink or rise again. Know that the gods
Love men of steady sense and hate the proud.
GIANTS WIN!!!!!!!!!!
30-second ad placement for G2 Drink at Super Bowl XLII: $2.7 million
Not bothering to hire a proofreader:
Priceless
I’m glad The Best Los Angeles Sports Arguments exists. Now we can find out whether the best way to avoid traffic and still be seen at Lakers games is
I will laugh my bitch-ass off if John McCain’s presidential bid falls apart because of campaign finance issues.
Arlen Specter wants to get to the bottom of the Patriots’ spying scandal, which broke early this season. And he’s mad that the NFL erased the evidence that the Pats turned over:
“That requires an explanation,” Specter said. “The N.F.L. has a very preferred status in our country with their antitrust exemption. The American people are entitled to be sure about the integrity of the game. It’s analogous to the C.I.A. destruction of tapes. Or any time you have records destroyed.”
In a certain very literal respect, I suppose destroying those tapes does compare to the CIA’s destruction of tapes. But in most other respects, I don’t think we’re served well when a senator compares the outcome of football games to CIA torture of terror suspects who were shipped to secret prisons.
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