Wasting your time

The 2007 Austin City Limits Festival starts later this week. There's a pretty amazing lineup of bands to hear for $80/day, including some of my favorites, Blonde Redhead, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, and the Arcade Fire. My schedule of annoying indie bands is posted here.
This is an accurate depiction of what is happening in my head when I see this commercial. And you know, this idea that applying an analgesic to your forehead is just about the stupidest thing I've ever seen. Your forehead and your brain are separated by a thing called your skull, and they're even on different branches of the carotid artery. Headaches do not occur on your forehead, even if that's where you feel the pain referred.
I've been trying to get some work done this week, hence the slow week. In the meantime, please consider a visit to to the Unicorn Museum, soon to open up near another museum for other imaginary beliefs.
As any scienceblog reader now knows, we all met up in NYC this weekend. I met many of my sciblings for the first time, including Orac, Tara, PZ, Chris Mooney and the lovely Sheril, Grrl, Zuska (we hatched an evil plot muahaha), Mo, Kemibe, Bora, Janet, Shelley, Rob Knop, RPM, Jake and Kara, Jason, Mike Dunford (his goatee is bigger in real life), our seed overlords and many many more. I learned I don't know how to pronounce allochthonous, not even close. Also, Steve Higgins is identifiable from a picture of half his head, and Razib is kind of evil. I wish we had a few more days…
The Telegraph reports on surnames which may indicate a pirate heritage. With all that pillaging and looting, it could be one of the bloodiest reunions in history when descendants of six of Britain's famous pirates are invited to a get-together. People with the surnames Morgan, Rackham, Bonny, Read, Kidd or Teach, are being invited to discover possible connections with the likes of Blackbeard and Calico Jack, in a series of events by English Heritage. Dressing as a sea dog is optional. Proving your lineage with a real-life buccaneer, however, may prove difficult. Abigail Baker, of the…
Today's WSJ has a profoundly sad article about the real life of some Second Lifers. It's worth a read, especially the end of the article, where you find gems like this: Back in the world of Second Life, Mr. Hoogestraat's avatar and Tenaj have gotten bored at the beach, so they teleport to his office, a second-floor room with a large, tinted window overlooking the stage of the strip club he owns. Tenaj plays with her pug, Jolly Roger, commanding the dog to sit and fetch its toy. Dutch drinks a Corona, Mr. Hoogestraat's beer of choice in real life, and sits at his desk. For a while, Mr.…
Today's post is one of the best ever. Woodwinds are the instruments of Satan.
I can't quite come up with a good reason to see it, considering seeing movies in C-ville is usually a desultory experience. Our local chains, Regal and Carmike, typically play 10-20 minutes of advertisements before the trailers. Being a Tivo fan, my tolerance for commercials has decreased dramatically over the years, and the insipidity of the movie commercials is horrific. So I find I really have to want to see a movie in order to justify suppressing the rage at being forced to watch bad commercials for 20 minutes for a movie that I've already paid 10 bucks for. With the Simpsons, the best…
Now that all of you have burned through the 7th Harry Potter book like GWB with an 8-ball of coke in the 70s, what is left for you to do? How to combat that remorseful feeling of being out of such perfectly fluffy literature? Well here's an open thread to discuss those other series which may provide a HP-like fix for those who are starting to suffer. I have a suggestion that is no mere methadone substitute. The series I'd recommend wholeheartedly would be George R.R. Martin's "Song of Ice and Fire" series that begins with A Game of Thrones. Martin has created the most interesting series I…
The laptop is fixed..er...or rather was never really broken. Somehow the kitten managed to kill the cord, and the loose ac power inlet was an incidental finding. One new power cord later (for the life of me I can't figure out how she did it) I've got my precious back. Some key denialism links though I've been enjoying Orac on bad anti-science comedy Just about everybody talking about the former Surgeon General's muzzling by the Bush administration. Should we be surprised that the administration's new nominee is a homobigot endorsed by the fake family values groups? I must admit, I'm…
I need my laptop. Last week, the power input, which was getting loose, finally decided to become fully disconnected. It might have had something to do with the kitten hanging from the power cord. And sadly, when I consulted the repair people I am told the only solution is to replace the entire motherboard, rather than just reconnect or repair the jack. In the meantime I have become grumpy and withdrawn. I am unable to blog without my bookmarks and properly configured web-browser. I realize how fully dependent I have become on this machine. My reference database is on it, as well as the…
I'm vacuuming. Not because it's something I only do on the 4th, but rather because Chris H is coming to town! So, if you want the shock of seeing more than one Hoofnagle in the same place you should try to find us in Charlottesville. It's not hard, we'll likely be at the Bistro drinking.
Many thanks to those who sent in entries. If people get a stunning idea in the future I'll always accept more banners and put them in the shuffle if they send them to me. But today's winner is this stunner from Patrick of Dog Opus. Be sure to check out his graphic-design blog. And here it is! It will be at the top of the page all week.
Name this cat. She appears to be a a Russian blue with silver coat, green eyes and mauve footpads. Although being a shelter cat, this could be pure accident. Her first google search was RRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. And so far names in the running go from the simple Gray to Lucia. It's kitten season, and many more are looking for homes at the Charlottesville-Albermarle ASPCA. You can find all sorts of pets to adopt in your area from Petfinder or just look at pictures of kittens. While I was there they had piles of kittens. It was pretty unbelievable. I should have taken pictures for Cute Overload…
Anyone want to go see sicko with me? It's playing in Charlottesville tomorrow night and I plan on catching a 7:30 showing on the downtown mall.
Mingle2 - Online Dating I actually try to be less potty-mouthed since I joined science blogs. I'm trying to differentiate myself from PZ.
It lives up to it's title. H/T boingboing
I don't know how many people knew about this - the sciencebloggers were informed a little bit late, but Seed had a competition on threadless to design a t-shirt in honor of our benevolent overlords, Seed publishing. Here's the winner Also, you guys may have noticed our rotating masthead. Well, I'm announcing our own little competition, to design more banners for the denialism blog! The banner submissions must be 756 width by 93 height. You can make a completely revolutionary new design or keep the basic format and add new fun symbols of cranks. Here's our basic banner (pops) - click for…
Anyone else want to venture a guess as to what that ending was about? To those who haven't seen it - I'd avoid going below the fold - it will be a spoiler. This is a total spoiler so seriously stop reading if you don't want to talk about the end of the series. Watching the show on a DVR I was thinking for a minute, "holy crap TiVo just froze at the worst possible moment." Then I realized it was purposeful - just a fade to black after a kind of suspicious camera-glance at some customer who came into the bar who made you think Tony was about to be whacked. I definitely got how A.J. was…
I'm now convinced Castro will outlive us all. He's apparently going to give his first interview since he got sick and was hospitalized. I was hoping that a conspiracy theory would evolve that Castro was really dead, and they were just hiding the evidence of his death from the press. It was going to be the basis of a film script I want to option - Weekend at Castro's - which centers around the hi-jinks of a pair of ne'er do well party members assigned to keep evidence of Castro's death a secret during an important state visit. Hilarity ensues. Doesn't that sound like a good movie? Oh well…