close up of goddess eyes

goddess of clarity: a blog about politics, culture, and serenity

Capsule Movie Reviews

Hamlet 2

Pittsford Plaza 09.04.08

The movie itself didn't quite hang together, but anything that gives Steve Coogan a platform to be this hilarious for over an hour is well worth the time and effort.

The Black Cat

Highland Bowl Outdoor Cinema 08.30.08

This classic -- starring both Boris Karloff and Bela Legosi -- is a sick piece of work. I still don't really understand what happened. Plus, Karloff surprisingly has a dancer's body.

Bride of Frankenstein

Highland Bowl Outdoor Cinema 08.30.08

Haven't seen this in a looong time. I'd forgotten how funny it is, and watching it under the stars at the Highland Bowl with a camping blanket and a glass of wine made it even better.

X-Files: I Want to Believe

The Cinema 08.15.08

I wanted to believe this would be a much better movie. I was to be disappointed. It wouldn't even have made a good two-part episode.

Tropic Thunder

Pittsford Plaza 08.13.08

Don't arrive late; you won't want to miss the "trailers." PS: I laughed for pretty much the entire film.

WALL-E

Pittsford Plaza 07.21.08

Tears were streaming down my cheeks so hard at the end, that I could see them streaming down my cheeks. This film was so beautiful that it almost washed away the memory of the trailer for Beverly Hills Chihuahua. Almost.

Don't Mess With the Zohan

Pittsford Plaza 06.09.08

What can I say? It was 94 degrees out and we don't have air conditioning. Funny in bits (if you like hummus jokes).

Sex and the City

Pittsford Plaza 05.30.08

In a full theater, I counted six men. The movie was very fun, like a really good episode only longer. Much longer. (to quote the Rolling Stone review, "Two and a half hours?! What, do they go to Mordor?!"

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

Pittsford Plaza 05.23.08

Add me to the "good, not great" list, but how could a fourth Indiana Jones movie ever live up to expectations. The story was a little obvious and juvenile, even for an Indiana Jones movie, but the first act (especially the college campus motorcycle chase) was good fun.

Leatherheads

The Cinema 05.05.08

The movie had a great premise -- the birth of professional football at a time when the college game was king and the pro game was a joke -- tried to be too many things, and ultimately succeeded at none of them. The screwball comedy moments, when they came, were too weird and off-putting because the movie as a whole didn't go there.

Smart People

The Cinema 05.05.08

A comedy positively littered with quirkiness for quirkiness sake. It was saved by the grace notes Dennis Quaid strikes as a pompous but self-loathing college English professor, and a scene-stealing performance by Thomas Haden Church as his stoned but together adopted brother.

Iron Man

Pittsford Plaza 05.03.08

A very good superhero movie. Very good. Robert Downey takes a character who is pretty much impossible -- the CEO of a weapons manufacturer who's a household name, on the cover of every magazine from Newsweek to Rolling Stone? -- not to mention unlikable, and wins you over completely in the first five minutes. The flying suit is cool too.

The Bank Job

Pittsford Plaza 03.22.08

God, have I REALLY not been to a movie in over a month! I don't know why it is that the British are the only ones making heist movies anymore, but they sure are good at it. This one required a good two cups of coffee at the local coffee shop afterwards to wrangle out all the various plot points, but it didn't feel that confusing at the time. Just a good old fashioned, fast-paced blag.

Sweeney Todd

The Cinema 02.14.08

Loved it! Loved it! Everything about it! The singing! The acting! The costumes and sets! The blood spurting and skulls cracking against the barber shop floor! Brilliant!

No Country for Old Men

Pittsford Plaza 02.08.08

Sorry Coen brothers, but this one went well over my head. It was full of a bunch of people acting like nobody ever acts. And the ending -- sorry if I'm being very limited about this -- but it was deeply dissatisfying. Beautiful scenery, though.

Juno

Pittsford Plaza 02.03.08

I usually hate movies that are quirky for quirkiness sake. But this one is so disarming after the initial "home skillet" annoyingness, that it wins you over. I love how none of the characters are what you think they will be, how each goes off in a very non-movie-specific direction. The distant stepmother is actually loving and courageous. The hip young dad is actually an immature jerk. The uptight yuppie mom-wannabe is actually strong and adventurous. All this plus a fresh, funny, smart, leading lady.

More capsule movie reviews


September 4, 2008 — 19:18 EDT :: permalink

The Goddess Watches the Republican National Convention

(so you don't have to)

Turns out I did watch the GOP convention last night. I tuned in during Rudy Giuliani's keynote speech, right around the time when the crowd starting chanting "Drill, baby, drill" at the mention of energy independence.

"Drill, baby, drill"? Are you kidding me with this? I'm sorry but I was too busy screaming at the television to commit much to writing. I've regrouped now; back to service as usual.

The American people (bless 'em) can only handle two, maybe three ideas at a time. During the 2004 presidential campaign, the three ideas the GOP chose were: John Kerry is an elitist, a flip-flopper, and he exaggerated his military credentials. And that was it, over and over and over. It didn't matter that he was running against an Ivy League senator's son who had managed to skip out of the Vietnam War entirely. All that mattered was that it worked.

Sarah Palin's speech was really impressive. Scary impressive. Maybe it was just a one-night, one-shot deal, but I think the speech gave us a preview of what the two or three ideas are going to be this time around: Barack Obama and Joe Biden are dangerously inexperienced for these troubled times ("Zero, zero, zero," the crowd chanted at every mention of experience), and they are out-of-touch with the concerns of real working Americans. It's all nonsense, but that is irrelevant because it just might work.

7:01pm — The guy who wrote "Honkey-Tonk Badonkadonk" is singing the National Anthem. I think that's all you need to know about the Republican National Convention.

7:50pm — A congresswoman from Tennessee just said something along the lines of John McCain and Sarah Palin being two "gun totin', freedom lovin' Americans with the status quo in their sites." The crowd in Minnesota goes crazy, while I wish I could peel my skin off with a sharpened teaspoon. Why is it that other people's red meat doesn't taste as good? I'm starting to think that there might be something chemical or neurological at work here.

8:06pm — Minnesota governor Tim Pawlenty is desperately trying to get a "Country First! Country First!" call-and-response going. It doesn't seem to be working. Should have stuck with the GOP/frat boy classic: "U-S-A! U-S-A!" Works every time.

8:42pm — Oh my god, where is that sharpened teaspoon?! The GOP trots out an almost obscenely sentimental video about the events of September 11th. How do you honor someone's memory by exploiting it so baldly?

9:11pm — "Mother, moose-hunter, maverick..." So begins -- I shit you not -- the biographical video for VP nominee Sarah Palin.

9:23pm — Former Homeland Security chief Tom "Code Yellow" Ridge plays the fear card: "The challenge of our time isn't to chaaaaaaaange, but to leave nothing to chance." That's my biggest fear: that at the last moment, standing in the voting booth, Americans will lose their bottle.

9:35pm — Time for Cindy McCain, who is eschewing a podium tonight in favor of leaning against two of the strapping McCain boys.

9:52pm — The next time I can't sleep, instead of downing some Nyquil, I can just replay this speech from Cindy McCain. God, it's like she's reading us a bedtime story!

10:04pm — Time for the McCain film. Did you know John McCain is a veteran and former POW?

10:12pm — Why does the McCain video have other people's families in it? Did they get the envelopes messed up at the Videomat?

10:16pm — Lots of demonstrators are escorted from the hall to chants of "U-S-A, U-S-A!" One carries a sign reading "You can't win an occupation," another with a "McCain Votes Against Vets" sign, and still another wearing a T-shirt that reads "Iraq Veterans Against the War."

10:17pm — We're two minutes in and already with the reference to September 11th. To be fair, it is the first mention of President George W. Bush since Tuesday.

10:27pm — On Sarah Palin: "She's worked with her hands and nose..., and knows... what it's like to worry about mortgage payments ..."

10:39pm — Mr. Goddess has finally made his way upstairs, just in time to get pissed off. "I can let a lot of things slide, but when Republicans start talking about health care, I just hate them. I hate them, hate them, hate them!"

10:46pm — Now it's my turn. When the Republicans talk about energy policy, I just hate them. I hate them, hate them, hate them! The "Drill, Baby, Drill" chant has started up again, as the camera cuts to a hand-painted "Environmentalists for McCain" sign. Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion!

10:52pm —" I hate war. It is terrible beyond imagination. I'm running for President to keep the country I love safe, and prevent other families from risking their loved ones in war as my family has." That was good. It can be hard to convince someone like me that Republicans aren't big fans of war, what with the relentless "U-S-A" chanting and all.

11:03pm — During the sincerely touching final act of McCain's speech, all I can notice is the misspelled"Mavrick" sign in the crowd. I'm a petty woman, but for God's sake can't you consult a dictionary?

—lori.

September 2, 2008 — 21:18 EDT :: permalink

The Goddess Watches the Republican National Convention

(so you don't have to)

Um, ... right. About that. To be honest, tonight it's more like, "The Goddess Catches Up on The Late Show with Craig Ferguson on Her DVR While Researching Her Football Picks (so you don't have to)."

I'll try again tomorrow, folks. Gotta build up my strength for the GOP.

—lori.

August 31, 2008 — 21:02 EDT :: permalink

Sunday Snapshot

Halloween candy

It's Labor Day weekend; time to stock up on Halloween candy.

—lori.

August 28, 2008 — 18:56 EDT :: permalink

The Goddess Watches the Democratic National Convention

(so you don't have to)

Mr. Goddess made a chicken curry and brought in some wine for tonight, so I think we are all set. All right, Democrats! You've got my attention. Now impress me.

6:45pm — Obama doesn't come on for another three and a half hours and already Mile High Stadium (I refuse to call it Invesco Field) is impressively full. I don't know what those folks are going to do for all that time. Maybe there's a beer tent.

7:20pm — Nothing beats C-Span if your idea of entertainment is watching other people mill around, punctuated by awkward dancing.

7:30pm — I've been nervous about this move to Mile High Stadium tonight. It's a huge risk. The conservative bloggers have already started to mock the backdrop they've built on the field, comparing it to some kind of Greek temple (the "Barack Acropolis" as one of my co-workers dubbed it). Seeing it now it actually looks more like the White House facade, which I'm sure some will describe as "presumptuous" or "arrogant" since that fits into the accepted media frame for Barack Obama.

7:35pm — As both a Phillies fan and a Democrat, I'm always waiting to see defeat snatched from the jaws of victory. However, C-Span just calmed my nerves a little bit about tonight. The camera pulled back to a crane shot of the crowd: thousands of people cheering, waving, and singing to "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" as the setting sun streamed through the stadium. It looks fantastic. Maybe everything will be OK. Maybe everything will be more than OK. Maybe tonight will totally kick ass! Al Gore is the first big speaker up tonight, and I'm waiting for him to give 'em hell. Go, Al, go!

8:16pm — Bill Richardson hits the stage and boy you can tell he's not running for anything anymore, rockin' the beard and the classic rock hairdo. I've always liked Richardson. He brought a desperate"I'm really experienced, guys! Please take me seriously!" vibe to the primaries.

8:38pm — Even PBS is covering Stevie Wonder singing "Signed, Sealed, Delivered."

8:42pm — Mr. Goddess is warning me against becoming too hopeful, saying he is worried about how much faith I am putting in Obama's ability to inspire. "Something died in me that night four years ago. I'm hard now! Hard as rock! I am never going to believe again until I wake up in the morning and it's true!" To be fair, the 2004 election hit Mr. Goddess hard. Now that he is able to vote, he is taking it even more personally.

8:45pm — It's Nobel Prize winner Al Gore! Woo hoo! In a parallel universe, we could be living in the dying days of the Al Gore presidency. Imagine that.

9:07pm — I can't believe they are following Al Gore with Michael McDonald. Way to put the crowd to sleep.

9:30pm — A half-dozen ordinary Americans are asked to speak about why they support Obama. They're promoted as American heroes; I think they are heroes for speaking in front of 70,000 people. The Michigan auto worker, the nurse from North Carolina, the teacher from New Mexico: I inwardly groaned at the "ordinary Americans" portion of the program, but each of them did a better job at the podium then some of our elected members of Congress.

10:02pm — Time for the inspirational Obama video. Call me sappy, but in the end, in spite of all my cynicism and the hard-won knowledge that there are backroom deals afoot that none of us will ever be privy to -- even in the noble Obama campaign -- I am still a sucker for an inspirational video.

10:12pm Flashbulbs, signs, cheers. This is it. I want goosepimples.

10:48pm Goosepimples achieved:

I will restore our moral standing so that America is once more the last, best hope for all who are called to the cause of freedom, who long for lives of peace, and who yearn for a better future.

Admittedly, it took me right up to the end before I felt those goosepimples, but you know what: he had me at "Hello."

—lori.

August 27, 2008 — 18:56 EDT :: permalink

The Goddess Watches the Democratic National Convention

(so you don't have to)

6:30pm — I got home just in time to watch Hillary Clinton move that the roll call vote be suspended and that Barack Obama be named the Democratic nominee by acclimation.

6:38pm — Nancy Pelosi rockets past the "All-those-opposed-signify-by-saying-No" part with lightning speed. Sadly, this means we won't get to hear the rest of the roll call of states, with their colorful factoids. "We the delegation from the great state of Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plain, home of the country's largest wheat silo, the world-record holder for the most tornados in a single day, the third-flattest state in the Union, etc., etc., etc..."

7:00pm — After the momentous moment with Hillary Clinton, the convention shifts over to some decidedly B-league stuff. Here's the line-up leading up to prime time: our other senator from New York, Chuck "Never Met a Camera I Didn't Like" Schumer; New Mexico Representative Tom Udall; former governor of New Hampshire Jeane Shaheen; Senate candidates Jeff Merkley and Tom Allen; a parade of congresswomen; a Michigan firefighter; and Melissa Etheridge.

7:05pm — I think I'll watch my Tivo'd episodes of The Daily Show and The Colbert Report for a while.

8:10pm — Back at the convention, I've just hit the mute button on Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid, and I think most of the crowd on the floor did as well.

8:20pm — Sgt. Major Michele Jones takes the podium and shows Harry Reid how it's done. Ma'am, yes ma'am!

8:26pm — Patrick Murphy of Pennsylvania, who represents my parents' district and is the only Iraq War veteran serving in Congress, is ripping President Bush a new one for his conduct of the Iraq War.

9:00pm — The Big Dog is in the house! Give it up for the Bubba-in-Chief, Bill Clinton! Michelle Obama looks like she may pass out. The crowd is going ape-shit, and Clinton has to scold them to get them to stop so he can begin his speech. The first words out of his mouth: "I am here first to support Barack Obama!" And a grateful Michelle Obama (and the rest of the crowd) exhales.

9:30pm — Last year's loser John Kerry, who's fading sticker still mocks my bumper, is warming up the crowd (believe it or not). Kerry -- who more than anyone else knows how effective this argument can be -- is flip-flopping the flip-flopper, pointing out all this issues where candidate McCain now disagrees with Senator McCain. Best line: "Talk about being for it before you were against it!"

10:01pm — Tom Hanks and Steven Spielberg have cornered the market on honoring our veterans through the medium of film, and they are at it again, with a tribute video.

10:30pm — Michelle Obama is sobbing as Beau Biden tells the story of the childhood car accident the claimed his mother and infant sister a few weeks after his father Joe Biden became the youngest senator ever elected to that office.

10:34pm — OK, this is totally pathetic but Joe Biden is making me cry with his homespun advice from his mother Katherine Eugenia Finnegan, the most Irish woman in America.

10:55pm — Joe's wife Jill announces that we have "a surprise guest." And it's Barack Obama, live and in person this time! He surprises Jill Biden with a kiss on the lips (at least I think that's what I saw!). I don't know, this is kinda weird. It's a little like seeing the bride before the wedding.

So tomorrow is the big night, when the scene moves to Mile Hile Stadium. It's sorta feels like the Olympic closing ceremonies all over again. Maybe there will be thousands of drummers and brightly dressed children singing songs of peace.

—lori.

August 26, 2008 — 20:23 EDT :: permalink

The Goddess Watches the Democratic National Convention

(so you don't have to)

My conference committee meeting ran late tonight -- mainly because I decided to stay at the bar we were meeting in for a second beer -- so I missed the following highlights of tonight's convention coverage: Representative Rahm Emmanual, Majority leader Steny Hoyer, and Iowa flood victim Katherine Marcano. Of course, the big moment tonight belongs to Hillary, but that's several hours off. This leaves plenty of time for the network talking heads to discuss the fact that the Hillary supporters "aren't there yet," and how they "need to find closure." Good lord. Get a grip, people.

8:20pm — A home healthcare worker with whom Barack Obama once spent the day seems scared to death as she reads her remarks without lifting her eyes from the podium. Why are the Democrats terrorizing this poor woman?

8:23pm — The first officer of the Service Employees International Union (who is from my home town of Levittown, PA) is scaring the rest of us to death as she positively screams at the audience about the importance of organized labor. Dial it down a notch, comrade!

8:27pm — Janet Napolitano, the governor of Arizona, is wearing the pinkest turtleneck ever, and taking cheap shots at her fellow Arizonan, John McCain.

8:50pm — The Republican mayor of Fairbanks, Alaska, just endorsed "Barack Obamas" for president of the United States.

8:55pm — Tonight's theme must be "The Parade of Ordinary Citizens Who Are Deathly Afraid of Public Speaking." The next victim is Gloria Craven, a laid-off North Carolina textile worker with huge medical bills.

9:00pm — Kansas Governor Kathleen Sebelius is at the podium, which gives the pundits a chance to talk about the fact that some Hillary supporters demanded that Obama *not* choose any woman for vice president if he did not choose Hillary. I'm starting to think some of these women are a little loose in the screws.

9:32 pm — "Who is that grandmother from Alabama at the podium?" The lady with the Civil War accent is the fantastically named Lilly Ledbetter, who took her discrimination lawsuit against Goodyear all the way to the Supreme Court. She seems terrified too, but so far she's given the most compelling speech of the night.

9:41 pm — Time for the keynote speaker -- otherwise known as Hillary's opening act -- Virginia governor Mark Warner. My favorite line: "Just think about this: In six months, we will have an administration that actually believes in science!" It's funny 'cuz it's true.

10:24 pm — Can I just say that I am so happy that PBS has historians on staff. How cool is that? It's like having a Senior Librarian Correspondent.

10:30 pm — Is the Governor of Montana still talking?! At least he has an actual personality, even if that personality is currently wearing a bolo tie.

10:31 pm — It's the big moment, everyone! Put on your Hillary hats! It's time for the soft focus video, followed by Chelsea -- who I really, really like -- and now Hillary herself. Cut to Bill, who appears to be crying. As are many others in the crowd. And shit, she is good. She kicked some major ass, on this the 88th anniversary of the passing of the 19th amendment giving women the right to vote. Best moment:

"I want you to ask yourselves: Were you in this campaign just for me? Or were you in it for that young Marine and others like him? Were you in it for that mom struggling with cancer while raising her kids? Were you in it for that boy and his mom surviving on the minimum wage? Were you in it for all the people in this country who feel invisible?"

My prediction, if I may: Will the pundits start asking whether the speech was *too* good? After watching a tearful delegate on CNN, almost inconsolable, stare into the camera and cry, "Look what she could have done! You saw it, you saw it. Look at the president she could have become," I think that may be a common theme in the next day or two.

—lori.

August 25, 2008 — 20:22 EDT :: permalink

The Goddess Watches the Democratic National Convention

(so you don't have to)

8:15 pm — House Speaker Nancy Pelosi calls the convention to order. Somewhat ironically, the Speaker is not a very good speaker. CNN isn't even covering her remarks, and I think they may be on to something. "It wasn't the Gettysburg Address," says PBS's David Brooks.

8:28 pm — Ya gotta watch C-Span to get the full package, it seems. Right now, Jimmy Carter is on screen narrating a video feature about Hurricane Katrina. And there is the man himself, getting a great reception. No speech from Carter -- bummer.

8:35 pm — Cut to Barack Obama's sister. "Growing up, we didn't have much. But what we did have was blah di blah blah... believe in your dreams ... yadda yadda yadda." I hope we get past the empty cliches sometime soon.

8:43 pm — Congressman Jesse Jackson Jr. gives a stirring address, reminding the delegates that it was 45 years ago this week that Martin Luther King Jr. gave his "I Have a Dream" speech. "Freedom has never rung from a higher mountaintop than it has today," concludes Jackson from his perch in the Mile High City of Denver. Cut to "Are You Gonna Go My Way" by Lenny Kravitz. Color that seque ... odd.

9:06 pm —"We're two hours into this, and we've had nothing compelling for television," says CNN's David Gergen. Sorry Democrats, but I've gotta agree.

9:10 pm — Speaking of "not compelling television," we now turn to Tom Balanoff, the Chicago president of the Service Employees International Union. Thanks for that, C-Span.

9:15 pm — The orchestra strikes up "Sweet Caroline" as Caroline Kennedy comes to the podium to introduce a video that introduces Ted Kennedy.

9:31 pm — The man himself strides to the stage and the crowd goes crazy. Cutting to multiple Kennedys in the audience, it's hard not to notice that they all have the same teeth.

9:48 pm —Pity poor Miguel Del Valle, Chicago City Clerk, who has to follow the Kennedy tribute. At least the only folks who will see him are C-Span viewers.

10:05 pm —Republican congressman Jim Leach explains why he is an Obama supporter. Wow, this guy is completely charisma-free.

10:24 pm — Time for the Michelle Obama introductory video. We have Bill "The Man from Hope" Clinton to thank for this Tyranny of the Film.

10:37 pm — The woman of the hour takes the podium. And she is good. I mean, she is awesome good. People in the crowd are openly weeping. Then the kids come out and the stage becomes a total Cuteness Zone.

Tomorrow night we witness the obligatory bow-down to Hillary. Let's hope things don't go from cute to ugly.

—lori.

August 24, 2008 — 22:04 EDT :: permalink

Quote of the Week

"That was the most entertaining three minutes of the last two weeks!"

(Mr. Goddess, watching London mayor Boris "Rabbit in the Headlights" Johnson accept the handover from Beijing to London for the 2012 Olympics.)

Boris Johnson

Right then, what the bloody hell am I supposed to do with this thing, then? Right! Wave the flag! Hand it over, Jacques!

—lori.

August 24, 2008 — 9:51 EDT :: permalink

A Text in the Night

A 3 o'clock in the morning, Barack Obama sent the following e-mail message:

Goddess—

I have some important news that I want to make official.

I've chosen Joe Biden to be my running mate.

Joe and I will appear for the first time as running mates this afternoon in Springfield, Illinois -- the same place this campaign began more than 19 months ago.

I'm excited about hitting the campaign trail with Joe, but the two of us can't do this alone. We need your help to keep building this movement for change.

Please let Joe know that you're glad he's part of our team. Share your personal welcome note and we'll make sure he gets it:

http://my.barackobama.com/welcomejoe

Thanks for your support,
Barack

Sadly, I didn't receive the message. I've gotten the bumper sticker and the increasingly frequent requests to send the Obama campaign still more money, but for all the very clever emphasis on text messaging and mailing lists, I heard of the Biden pick the same way most people did, I suppose: someone told me.

I like Joe Biden.

He was the first politician to offer a serious solution to the Iraq War, plus he has an alarming tendency to say what he's thinking. In my initial summary of the Democratic field, I mused that the perfect candidate would have Joe Biden's foreign policy experience, John Edwards' health care policy, Bill Richardson's energy plan, and Barack Obama's ability to inspire. Two out of four ain't bad, especially since one part of the equation turned out to be a cheating stupidhead.

Barack

Thanks for the note.

Just a thought: If you pick Bill Richardson as your Secretary of Energy, I think we'd be all set.

Let's discuss offline.

--goddess

PS -- Please stop asking me for money.

—lori.

August 20, 2008 — 21:15 EDT :: permalink

It's my Birthday; Time for a Hair-Brained Scheme

I love lists: making them, following them, crossing items off them.

During my lovely birthday dinner, with the lovely Mr. Goddess, at the lovely Rooney's restaurant in lovely Rochester, I had an idea for another lovely list.

During the next year, I am going to eat at every restautant in Rochester, NY.

Like a good mix tape, a list needs rules:

From the classy cocktails of 2 Vine to the burgers and shakes of Zebbs; this will be the Year of Eating Alphabetically.

—lori.

August 15, 2008 — 21:20 EDT :: permalink

Unflattering Politician Photo of the Week

(Say It Ain't So Edition)

John Edwards in Enquirer

You're a New-York-City-party-girl-turned-videographer recently hired by my campaign, I just finished second in the Iowa caucuses. Let's go back to my hotel room. Who could possibly find out?

Adding further evidence to the "people with penises can not be trusted to govern themselves, let alone nations" argument, former Democratic presidential hopeful John Edwards has admitted that he had an affair with a freelance videographer while running for president. And this after his wife of 30 years had been diagnosed with terminal cancer.

Nice. Classy. Real smooth, dickwad.

—lori.

Weblog Commenting and Trackback by HaloScan.com

Home | Who is the Goddess of Clarity? | Contact the Goddess | Archive

The goddess is seeing...

fall

Renaissance Faire

London Vacation

Mt. Cascade and Mt. Porter

Fallingwater

Lilac Festival 2005

Snowshoeing in the Adirondacks

'Lost' photos from Baby Brownie camera

James and Julie's wedding


The goddess is reading...

The World Without Us by Alan Weisman
What would happen if human beings disappeared from the planet tomorrow? That's the thought experiment behind this facsinating book. Did you know that the New York City subways would flood within three months, and your house would start to fall apart--starting around the roof and gutters--after about ten years?

Dead Certain by Robert Draper
This was an illuminating political biography of President George W. Bush. The central thesis of Draper's account is found in the title: that it is Bush's unwavering certainty that is his biggest asset and his ultimate downfall. My favorite anecdote involved the final days before the New Hampshire primary. Bush's staff see a group of school kids sledding on a hill and think this will be a great photo op. The governor enthusiastically joins in, beating all the little kids, and then insisting on a second run, as his cringing handlers instantly regret their decision.

Beowulf translation by Seamus Heaney
I read this in high school of course, but I wanted to read it again to see just how much the movie would veer away from the original text. The answer: a lot. Beowulf and Grendl's mother are the parents of the dragon? Whatever you say, Neil Gaiman.

More books...


The goddess is hearing...

Best of WBER 2007 (01.20.08)

Local college radio station WBER posts its top songs of the year. These are currently in my most-played iPod playist:

Grace Kelly by MIKA

9 Crimes by Damien Rice

Hang Me Up to Dry by Cold War Kids

Wolf Like Meby TV on the Radio

No Cars Go by Arcade Fire

Snails by The Format

North American Scum by LCD Soundsystem

Phatom Limb by The Shins

O, Valencia! by The Decembrists

Icky Thump by The White Stripes


The goddess is online...

Adirondack Mountain Club

Ain't It Cool News

Blogapotamus Rex

The Borowitz Report

CJR Campaign Desk

Daily Howler

FactCheck.org

Fishsuit

The Guardian

HighEdWebDev Conference

Internet Movie Database

JZ Snaps

k.i.s.s. of the panopticon

London Calling

mediaville, ny 14607

Princess Sparkly Pony

Quistilton News

Romenesko

Saints and Spinners

Salon

Sierra Club

Slate

Talking Points Memo

This Modern World

Wonkette

Yorkshire Pudding