Cosh on the rules changes.

All I ask is that, when I look at a 1981 game next to a 2005 game, the goalies in the latter don’t look like they flew in from the Planet of the Michelin Men. Call me a crazed romantic, but I want to see the freakin’ glove save come back into hockey.

See Ian Wood’s ad about the dangers of weight training. And buy a Neon George shirt by way of thanks. I would, but there’s no XXL. Keeping the fatties down, as usual…

I can no longer call myself a programmer…not after seeing this — Pong, written in Ajax. Which, I believe is basically naught but javascript.

OK, go waste some hours of your life. And, Scotty boy…make the ball a little bigger for the old eyes out here.

ROFLMAO Line of the Day of the Week:
Yes Scott Chaffin, I know YOU can build a 5-buck PC in a cigar box, with parts scavenged from broken garage door-openers. But I mean, for the ordinary Joe who just needs a machine that works.

My machines do work, by the way…almost as well as that Macintosh, too.

Very interesting concept here:

One might ask why anyone might choose to adopt a blog and host it for free. The answer: the Adopt a Blog project is centered on the issue of the individual’s freedom of speech. Anyone who participates is making a strong statement in favor of free speech, as well as helping to further shape the internet as a tool for the free exchange of ideas internationally. The internet can be a very powerful force.

OK, that sounds very web-hippy-ish. What I do know is that China is going to be a geopolitical force for the forseeable future. I’d much rather hear what the web-hippies have to say, so that I can make a viable assessment of the situation on the ground. And it kind of ties in with my current interest in that Tom Barnett book and all that connectedness he talks about (I’m such an intellectual gadfly - please admire me.)

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When I was reading the BaloneyMachine this week, I was cracking up with cynical laughter at the mediots involved in the not-even-a-story about a cable teevee show. I was briefly tempted to launch into yet another rant at the boneheadedness of the publicity sluts, but I was rapidly bored, as in, after 30 seconds of thought. Through the legal process of extreme rendition, I’ll let Big Dick Bennett eviscerate these nano-intellects:

Bernie Goldberg, author of 100 People Who Are Screwing Up America : (and Al Franken Is #37) was ambushed on the Donnie Deutsch show Wednesday. He was invited on the show to discuss his best-selling book (it’s number two on Amazon, behind Harry Potter), and was told there would be a panel of people on both sides of the issue (the culture war), and that the host is a “purple-stater” with no strong partisan views. So many lies, it’s hard to know where to start.

And he answers one of the main questions I had — who in the hell is Donny Deutsch, and why should anyone give a damn? Answer: a nobody, and they shouldn’t.

The hilarious part of Jarvis’ jacked-up goofballness is where he describes Goldberg’s book as a one-way cable teevee shoutfest, then announces that he’s going on a one-way cable teevee shoutfest and encourages us to watch the one-way cable teevee shoutfest that he’s going to be on. And, being in the business of selling more BaloneyMachine, there’s the obligatory response post to critics. No BolognaMachine non-story about Jeff would be complete without a licking link for Jim Bob Wolcott, either.*

* Digression: I’ll likely never forgive Jeffro for exposing me to that effete, sociopathic snot. I could have lived my entire life quite happily without knowing that such a person existed, much less prospered, outside the pages of fiction.

You seriously have to hand it to Jarvis — there’s not a harder-working self-promoter in the bloggiverse. He’s a shining city on the hill for all the world’s money-hungry bloggers. Of course, it helps if you start off as a lifelong media insider with connections up and down both coasts.