February 2008
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Review: Raiders of the Lost Ark
Since the next film is coming out, I netflixed this one for Isa, because she hadn’t seen it.“Can we watch Indiana Jones?” she asked me.Score one point for the entity that changed this movie’s name. In case you didn’t know, it is now Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark, which I think […]
strike meeting
It was surprisingly low key, even though this was a relative victory for the writers. The final meeting in 1988 was much more boisterous, and that was in the face of a clear loss. And I can’t help thinking it’s because of the attitude of our leadership. There wasn’t a sign pointing upstairs saying “WGA […]
their least popular stamp
In Topanga, a typical trip to the post office consists of waiting in line, listening to this sort of exchange: Customer: How much to send this package to Portland? Person behind counter: When do you need it to get there? (several minutes later, they have agreed on a class of postage that balances the need […]
I Get Off on Christopher Street
I ride a PATH train underneath the Hudson River to get from my home in New Jersey to the sinister island of Manhattan, where I am employed. I detrain at the Christopher Street station and walk to my SoHo offices. In the evenings I reverse the route. (I assume most of you are familiar with […]
strike
Yesterday was hopefully the last day of WGA picketing, a mass march at Disney. As soon as I reached the line a stranger asked if I would sign his picket sign. “It’s for my kid when he grows up. So he knows that I did something.” I signed, but also silently hoped that he would […]
A friend of mine wrote this
His name is Michael Kaplan, and he wrote it for a friend of his who was trying to learn a 3D animation program.
tastes and preferences
Emptywheel is my favorite political blogger. Her name is Marcy Wheeler, she used to be a comp lit professor, and she specializes in close reading of text from trials, Congressional hearings, and redacted documents. I started reading her a few years ago, around the time Judy Miller emerged from jail, bony, girlish and incongruously triumphant. […]
Hill Street Blues versus Kung Fu
I’m honestly torn.
Lipstick Jungle versus Hill Street Blues
Hill Street Blues wins. I just want to show this isn’t completely rigged.
Cashmere Mafia versus Lipstick Jungle
Lipstick Jungle wins, and I’m not just saying that because I have a horse in this race. I honestly don’t have that much to do with how the show turns out. My job is to add a little comedy around the margins, and it can only support so much. But mainly I’m thinking there are […]
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