Laces Out

Couple things about that infamous shoe toss.  First, W has mad reflexes.  Cat-like best describes them.  Second, how in the world did that guy manage to get shoe number two off in time for another launch?  I figured our Secret Service would’ve intercepted him as the first shoe was in mid-flight.  Third, I wonder what sort of new security precautions will result from this.  Will future journalists be forced to attend these sessions in the nude from now on? 

On a serious note, no matter your opinion of W, this really is neither something to laugh at nor celebrate.   That our President had something launched at him out of hostility in a foreign land is not only sad, but scary.

Slumdog Millionaire

This movie looks awesome.  I have it on good authority that it’s the real deal.  Can’t wait to see it once I’m back stateside.  We need stories that warm the heart during times like these.

Slice of Awesome

Apparently, Enrique Iglesias had a real-time feed caught on tape during what was supposed to be a “live” performance.  So that’s how they make it look real when they lip-sync!

Shine A Light

We saw Martin Scorsese’s Shine A Light last night, the Rolling Stones documentary that covers one of the band’s NYC shows back in 2006.  What an incredible film.  Of course, the directing was superb and Jagger & crew were certainly up for the challenge.  Having never seen the Stones live, this qualifies as a suitable alternative as far as I’m concerned.  It really felt like I was at the actual concert, thanks in large part to the fact that we were seated fairly close to the screen and the sound system was, shall we say, off the hiz.  I was so wrapped up in the show that I excused myself to grab the obligatory brewskie (they sell alcohol in Japanese movie theaters) since no show is complete without me assuming my traditional concert-going pose – some bobbing of the head, occasional foot-tapping that may or may not be on beat, and one or both hands clutching a nice cold beer.  Heaven.  In any event, this was a great show and I highly recommend any music fan – Stones or otherwise – to see this movie.  Not only was the music fantastic, but it was a sight to see these old-timers get up there and ply their trade in such phenomenal form.  The energy that they expend each night is mind-boggling.  I couldn’t imagine doing that for a week, much less the forty-plus years they’ve been going.  Unreal.  And Scorsese’s touch was true, which should come as no surprise.  I particularly liked the insertion of interview clips dating back from when the band had just started out, most of which had interviewers asking questions about the band’s potential longevity.  One reporter asked Jagger when he must’ve been just a tad over 20 if he could ever imagine doing “this” at 60.  Without hesitation, Jagger answered “absolutely”.  How prescient he was!

Below is a clip from the show that includes a guest appearance by Jack White (one of my faves in the biz) for a rendition of Loving Cup.  Other guest appearances included equally powerful showings by Buddy Guy for Champagne and Reefer and Christina Aguilera for Live With Me.

Awkward Moments

We all love awkward moments, which is one reason why I for one will miss W once he rides off into the sunset (and moves in next door to Mark Cuban!).  Press conferences just won’t have that car wreck fascination about them anymore.  Alas…

In any event, I came across the below interview between Nancy Grace and Elizabeth Smart the other day and couldn’t help but cringe.  As you may recall, Elizabeth was the fourteen year-old girl who was abducted by some weirdo in Utah and found nine months later wearing a disguise a mere 20 miles or so from her home.  Watch the below and marvel at the lack of grace (pun intended) demonstrated by the interviewer.  Is it possible that Grace could’ve managed to come off as any less genuine?  How could you see through that burka?  Talk about grasping at straws.  And how annoying is that voice? 

Slice of Awesome

I don’t know which is funnier – the guy’s face or the cats that appear to be dancing.

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Say It Ain’t So!

Slice of Awesome

The ending is what we all remember - topped off by the wonderful awkwardness of Mike Myers – but watching this over again reminds me how brutal the blubbering was before that infamous finale.  In a word – awesome.

One Year Wiser

In the small (but growing) world of Eddyfication, December is a big month for birthdays.  Here’s a little something to wish you all the very best:

Charlie Weis Still Irish

Amazingly, Charlie Weis has managed a one-year reprieve to stay on as head coach of the Irish.  Despite meeting with little-to-no success on the field, the powers that be apparently reckon that the momentum he has built on the recruiting trail outweighs – for now - his mediocrity on gamedays.  Better to give him another shot at developing the talent he has managed to attract to South Bend rather than see that talent leave along with its coach.  I guess I can buy that, but it seems to me that the inability to develop talent, motivate players to give it their all, and call a smart game are all unlikely to be rectified over the course of just one offseason.  Barring some sort of miracle next year, my guess is that the flirtation with Urban Meyer will begin again, which will dovetail nicely with the departure of Tim Tebow and possibly another national championship for the man known lovingly as Urban Liar to the Irish faithful.   

Meanwhile, our friends over at The Onion had a fun take on the drama:

SOUTH BEND, IN—Jesus Christ, the Son of God and president of Notre Dame football’s Booster Club, announced yesterday that head coach Charlie Weis will appear before Him to discuss his future, if any, as coach of the Fighting Irish. “I, like many Notre Dame fans, am disappointed in Weis, and his day of judgment has surely come,” Christ, His eyes flashing with righteous flame, said at the Sunday morning press conference. “Escorted by the angelic host and by [Notre Dame athletic director] Jack Swarbrick, I shall sit upon My heavenly throne Monday and, in all My glory, meet with Coach Weis. I am a fair and loving God, and I have always said that the souls of the righteous shall rise to national championships; but also shall the evildoers, like Bob Davie and Gerry Faust, be condemned for all eternity.” When asked about the untimely smiting of former coach Tyrone Willingham, Christ said He had no comment, asked for the questioner’s name, and left. 

What The?

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Quirky Japan

Saw a great sweatshirt yesterday on a boy who looked maybe six or seven years old.  The sweatshirt was yellow and had writing in big block letters that covered up the entire front.  On top in green letters was written “Bravery Player”.  Below that in red letters was written “You are good at making sliding catch”.  Awesome.

I Hate Pete Carroll…But Damn He’s Good

Now this is cocky.   Fresh off his annual Irish beatdown, Pete Carroll is willing to sacrifice a timeout so his team can wear its home jersey for a “road game” against UCLA this weekend at the Rose Bowl.  I love it.  Arrogant and cocky in a very subtle way, and intelligently framed as having fun.  This is the level of cockiness to which Charlie Weis aspires.  Must be nice to know you can talk the talk AND walk the walk.

Attractive Girls Union

Good stuff from our friends at The Onion.  My favorite part: “He f*cks up everything…why does he even try anymore?”.  Poor Mike Greenman.

Doh!

Obama’s first major flub?  No stepstool for Susan Rice as she is introduced as his choice to become the next U.S. ambassador to the U.N.  And here I thought these guys were meticulous in their planning.

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Slice of Awesome

I love Reno 911…

Speak No Evil

Here’s a novel approach to papering over a financial crisis in the making: arrest economists who are pointing out the impending doom.  According to the WSJ, that’s exactly what Latvia is doing.  How bad has the global financial system gotten people?!?!  And can you imagine if the U.S. were to engage in such silence-your-critics tactics?  Paul Krugman would be shitting his pants right now.

Checking In On Michael Vick

After being indicted on dogfighting charges last year, former Atlanta Falcons quarterback, Michael Vick, has managed to go bankrupt while serving out his sentence.  How?  One way was by having a friend serve as his financial advisor, and then having $3 million disappear without a trace while under his stewardship.  ESPN’s Rick Reilly tells us more.

The End Of An Era

Fantastic article describing the roots of the current financial market meltdown by the one-and-only Michael Lewis in this month’s Conde Nast Portfolio. 

My favorite part (italics are my own):

But [Eisman] couldn’t figure out exactly how the rating agencies justified turning BBB loans into AAA-rated bonds. “I didn’t understand how they were turning all this garbage into gold,” he says. He brought some of the bond people from Goldman Sachs, Lehman Brothers, and UBS over for a visit. “We always asked the same question,” says Eisman. “Where are the rating agencies in all of this? And I’d always get the same reaction. It was a smirk.” He called Standard & Poor’s and asked what would happen to default rates if real estate prices fell. The man at S&P couldn’t say; its model for home prices had no ability to accept a negative number. “They were just assuming home prices would keep going up,” Eisman says. 
 

Random Factoid

Only once since 1896 has a new party taking over the White House not held it for at least eight years.  The one exception?  The Democratic reign of Jimmy Carter, which lasted only one term.  Put that in your pipe and smoke it!

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