Thursday, March 26, 2009
McKinney Falls, Part 2 - Rock Shelter
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
McKinney Falls, Part 1 - Upper Falls
People all over the top of the falls wanted to take pictures of the girls.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Happy Friday, Thank God It's Here And Not There
The whole week, feeling kinda like this. Hoping James made it to Portland safely. Loving all you all.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The Latest Majority Report from TED
Thanks to the last 10 years of tech absorption into our everyday lives, cyberpunk science fiction genre is now dead & buried (don't bother with William Gibson's last 3 irrelevancies, and Neal Stephenson is spiraling away with historical fantasy). But this "6th Sense" invention pounds down the final nail. Philip K. Dick would laugh himself into a coughing fit with this one.
Friday, March 06, 2009
Beer Wars Film: Can I Listen To Your Beer?
++=WTF?
What does a conservative, Nixon-worshipping, religious right/GOP groveller and hand-crafted beer have in common? Less than nothing, I thought, but there MUST be a good reason Ben Stein has attached himself to something WAY cooler than anything he's done in his life.
In the few months since subscribing to the Zealot's newsletter, I've learned more about home brewing in Austin than I did working at Austin Homebrew. And by "more" I mean "not as much," but here's the most recent awesome thing they posted: a new documentary about the American brewing industry, and the craft brewing upstarts that are fundamentally changing everything we know about beer.
Outside of his "Beuller...Beuller..." schtick and his mildly entertaining "Win Ben Stein's Money" trivia show, I have a hard time getting past Ben's incongruous intellectual hypocricy (e.g. tilting at creationist windmills, weeping over Nixon's resignation). It's like discovering a famous astrophysicist is also a Scientologist. "Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed?" Dude, you were a presidential speechwritwer. You've published, like, 10 NY Times bestsellers. You're capable of grasping the irony, and you don't need the money.
Despite the creepy shadow Ben throws on the festivities, I can't wait, and I'm thinking of putting a petition together to get the Alamo Drafthouse to show it. The last beer thing I went to there (w/Tim and Caleb) was a funny, drunken travelogue by a bunch of friends on a US brewery tour (American Beer), while we were served beers from the breweries visited as the film progressed. More fun than you can stick a shake at.
These trailers are too dee-lish and new-trish. I salivate in their general direction.