Videolog: Camila

Fobia
Camila, 1991.

I remember seeing this in 1992 on some music video show, either on Univision or Telemundo, and really liking it for some reason.

Birthdays and stuff

A big happy birthday to my dad, who turned 83 today. As is his custom, there was dinner at the cafeteria followed by cake at home and no further fuss.

While I’m at it, a big happy birthday to me, who turned 44 last Sunday. I allowed slightly more fuss: dinner at Anton’s on Saturday night (as is my custom) and then a lovely day hanging out with my boy (which is something I don’t get to do enough of) on Sunday.

I got lots of cool stuff, much of it books:

Motoring by John Jakle and Keith Sculle. These are two of my favorite authors: geographers with a road culture and history perspective. When I write my book on the history of the American supermarket, the format will be based on their books on motels, gas stations, and chain restuarants.
The Five Laws of Library Science by S.R. Ranganathan. Ranganathan is the Jane Jacobs of Library Science, or so I tried to demonstrate in a paper last semester. He described a common sense approach with a rather dry humor. I love this 75-year-old book.
Atlanta: An Illustrated History by Andy Ambrose. It is what it says it is, but I haven’t read it yet.
Books on Fire by Lucien Polastron. Again, I haven’t read it yet, but it looks fascinating, touching on historical and current issues surrounding both preservation of and free access to information.
Popular Culture in the Age of White Flight by Eric Avila. Suburbs, politics, and the restructuring of urban space in postwar Los Angeles, which is, of course, a metaphor for the postward United States.

And then there was my new puppy:

I love having a boy who understands that a big stuffed puppy and an Elmo piñata are absolutely appropriate gifts for a bitter, cynical 44-year-old.

Don’t want them aliens more educated than we are

Way to go, State Board of Community Colleges (along with both NC gubernatorial candidates). Let’s make sure we do all we can to guarantee there will be a persistent, dependent underclass in North Carolina for years to come.

Denying undocumented immigrants a means of getting an education that might help them support themselves is probably not the most efficient way to avoid having your tax dollars support them. Keep in mind that these people were paying out of state tuition rates which covered more than the cost of their education, so they weren’t exactly suckling at the public teat to begin with. However, without access to job training, it’s pretty much a given that they (or their children) will eventually be doing so.

For worse. Much worse.

With Grandpa predictably having another heart attack just in time for Elizabeth’s wedding day, Lyn Johnnston has changed her mind about the future of For Better of for Worse (a/k/a FOOB) for the 413th time. Apparently the mix of old to new content will now be 50-50, and she will be returning to her old drawing style to match the old strips. Apparently she wants to make Ellie’s nose smaller, and “fix” some of the mistakes she made over the years.

That said, I’d like to announce that I will be re-launching Planet SOMA later this year. In the process, I will be increasing the size of my penis and correcting mistakes and mishaps like this one, this one, and this one.

Those of you ho have been following this FOOB saga over the past few years will probably agree with me when I say that I fully excpect Lyn Johnston’s next announcement to be that she will be re-launching her strip again in October using discarded artwork from Gasoline Alley and Snuffy Smith and recycled storylines from The Katzenjammer Kids.

Videolog: Grey Cell Green

Grey Cell Green
Ned’s Atomic Dustbin, 1991.