I have a case of the crankies today. There’s a bunch of crap going on in the political world out there, and I’m just not in the mood for any of it. So instead, I’ve been making up fake CPAC panel names with some other malcontents on Twitter.
But this video made me giggle, so I thought I’d share it. It’s a Star Wars parody from my cyberspace friend @mattytheglue and my meatspace friend Danielle Cloutier (whose only claimed involvement was bringer of snacks.)
(Feel free to use this as an open thread. Maybe if you dump some links in the comment section, I’ll be compelled to blog. Bah!)
On Tuesday, the First Lady Michelle Obama unveiled her new effort, Joining Forces, the goal of which is to enlist all sectors of society to ensure that “military families have the support they have earned.”
A video of her first tweet is after the jump. Brace yourself for extreme cuteness:
Right before Game One of the 2011 World Series in St. Louis, MO, First Lady Michelle Obama posts her first tweet from an official White House account. Watch the behind-the-scenes video and follow Joining Forces on Twitter: http://twitter.com/joiningforces
Looks like it’s not just “ObamaCares”; it’s “ObamasCare.”
Commenter jinxtgr at Balloon Juice got me thinking (his comments are after the jump): whether or not you believe that the recent floods, hurricanes, and tornados are the result of natural or human-caused climate change, it seems fairly obvious that the weather as of late has been bizarre, to put it mildly; so the question becomes what now?
The below explanation about the patterns of weather I find fascinating and compelling. As I understand it, his argument boils down to this: Weather is a chaotic system, but falls into predictable chaotic patterns. There are no weather flukes or outliers, only weather indicators. Climate change simply shifts the weather patterns (like an Overton Window, if you will), creating storms more destructive than we’ve ever seen because it pushes the outer limits of how destructive a storm can be to Really Fucking Destructive.
I don’t know what to take away from all of this. After the tsunami hit in Japan, I stayed awake all night, reading about the Ring of Fire, waiting for an earthquake to hit, and wishing I had some earthquake insurance. I spent the following days watching every Discovery Channel program I could find on tsunamis.
Needless to say, I don’t know anything about this stuff, but I find it fascinating:
Many of you were disappointed with the season finale of Lost. I’m not one of those people. I love Lost. I have all the soundtracks. My ringtone is a snippet from End Title on the soundtrack for Season 2. I keep a box of smoke under my bed. I like Lost, is what I’m saying here, people. I fully intend to sit down and rewatch the entire series. (After I sit down and rewatch all of Battlestar Galactica.)
I’m not one for fanaticism, so given my fanbitchery, it’s not hard to imagine that scads of Lost fanatics have been playing Hurley’s numbers since they were revealed in season 1.
Well, it finally paid off for some lucky (or un-?) New Yorkers:
First, I love Lindelof’s hashtag. Second, it would suck if these winners suffer the Hurley curse for a lousy 150 bucks (I know 150 bucks is a lot of money, but it’s not worth [spoiler alert!] having to live for all eternity on the island with Ben and that weird tunnel of light.)
In any event, it’s pretty cool and congrats to the winners.