Thursday, May 28, 2009

Frontline: Storm over Everest is phenomenal. Those tents just shake. You can stream the whole thing from Netflix.
It's amusing that you cannot legally discriminate in a workplace, but on dating sites you just check a box that says, "I don't want to talk to black people" and that's completely acceptable. I wonder if there's a checkbox on Indian dating sites for only dating members of certain castes. Or maybe there are few Untouchables that have computers right now, I don't know.

And it's also weird that paying people for sex is illegal, but paying people to have sex if a video camera is there is kosher.

Monday, May 25, 2009

I picture Ben Bernanke having a recurring nightmare where he realizes he still lacks the crucial information on the cause of the Great Depression, but he is pulled into a plane, into a complicated cockpit, and he sits down and discovers that the knob he needs to turn, the mechanism that will fix everything doesn't exist.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

2 months ago I went for a solo hike up to San Gorgonio to practice my ice axe skills. I was hiking for a good while and felt quite alone (it was a weekday), until I came across an older hiker coming down. This was bad timing, but just after I noticed him and before I consciously realized how it would look, I was reaching to unsheathe my ice axe from my backpack. I'm fairly certain it looked like I was going to murder him. (Dude hasn't spoken a word and now he's reaching menacingly for a rather sadistic looking tool.) I realized what I'd done by then, but I couldn't put the axe back, or it would've looked weird. And I couldn't say, "I swear I'm not going to kill you." cuz also weird.

But the hike was good, even though I couldn't make it to the top, even with a full day's walking. But when I turned around, I could see the sun set on the ocean, 90 miles away through OC's haze.

Friday, May 15, 2009

I should have written this earlier, but rest in peace David Foster Wallace. You are missed, even by those who did not know you.