There’s been a lot of talk about cooking lately, so I thought I’d contribute.
There’s been a lot of talk about cooking lately, so I thought I’d contribute.
(Episode CCLXXXVII: Them’s good Martians.)
I have some concerns about the Disneyfication of the classic pulp novel, A Princess of Mars; I’m sure Disney wouldn’t have much trouble with Burroughs’ casual racism, and I see they have an out for the violence — green blood everywhere is OK — but I doubt the casual nudity will make it to the screen. One really good thing, though: those are truly excellent CGI Barsoomians.
And it’s being released for my birthday! How sweet!
(Episode CCLXXXVI: Escape from Wisconsin!)
I’m back from my brief diversion into the savage wilderness of Wisconsin, so I thought it only appropriate to tell you all about the wonders that Governor Scott Walker has wrought.
I saw a lot of “recall Walker” signs. How can they do that to such a sweet guy?
(Episode CCLXXXV: The monkey does the work.)
I can do this thing. I’m making a big push today to get students prepared for my final exam, and I’m making myself available in the bioclub room to provide tutorials and reviews all afternoon — I kind of expect maybe 3 or 4 students to show up, which has been my past experience, so I’ve also got my big stack of term papers to grade during all the long lonely gaps. The grind will be done, though, and then aside from proctoring an exam Thursday morning and another stack of grading, I’ll be done! And it will be like Christmas! The real Christmas!
(Episode CCLXXXII: Louis C.K., Ph.D.)
He seems to be smarter about evolution than the creationists, that’s for sure.
(Episode CCLXXXI: Contrived outrage!.)
Ah, Fox & Friends joining forces with the War on Christmas — can it get any more ludicrous?
It’s a holiday tree. It’s a christmas tree. It’s a pagan relic. It’s gaily decorated fluff. It’s a dead tree. Call it whatever you want! Jeebus, people. Are you going to tell me I can’t call it a big-ass stick with glitter?
(Episode CCLXXX: Islamic silliness.)
Since I got to listen to an Islamicist babble yesterday, you get served a summary today.
I’m a Pacific Northwest boy at heart, so how could I not enjoy these gorgeous timelapse scenes from Oregon? Although I have to protest that there aren’t enough scenes from the coast or the green valleys of the Willamette — but then, it’s got an astronomy bias and the skies are not clear as often. I suppose a timelapse of winter skies like seething gray oatmeal is just not as photogenic.
(Episode CCLXXVIII: Evolution, sorta.)