So, last week I posted a piece over at Planet Green's website on the changing nature of our landscape, thanks to the fact that the West is burning up. It's now the second most “voted” on piece at Planet Green, just behind the life altering piece on Emeril's tips for making “green gumbo”... [Read More!]

So I will crow over this silly little mistake. The normally excellent Indecision2008 Blog has misidentified Senator Ben Cardin as the Senator from Maine in this blog post. He is, in fact, the Senator from Maryland.

This is important since Susan Collins and Olympia Snowe, the Senators from Maine, (a) are women, (b) are Republicans, and (c) voted in favor of the FISA “compromise,” whereas Cardin voted against it. I shall leave it as an exercise to the reader which they think is the most important difference and whether either Cardin, Collins, or Snowe should feel offended that Indecision08 got them confused. Although I do agree with the main thrust of the blog entry that Ben Cardin is not nearly as sexy as Charlize Theron no matter what state he is from or his political party.

But in any event, I do think Indecision08 should run a correction.

(I promise to do real blogging again soon, just a bit busy at the moment.)

stay tuned . . .

Perhaps you've been too busy trying to hold onto your mortgage to notice, but there's been a fair amount of controversy over actor/director Ben Stiller's comedy “Tropic Thunder”. Apparently some folks have an issue with use of the word “retards”- and the depiction of disabled people- in the film. Understandable... [Read More!]

They're just STUPID! What do they know?.

USA Today has a much more intelligent article (alas, from before the ranking s were published), especially this quote:

“What made me come back? Don't be funny,” he says. “Everybody wants to come back to a reunion. That's what Princeton's made up of, people coming back to reunions.”

— Malcolm Wornock, Class of '25.

Tune every heart and every voice,
bid every care withdraw;
Let all with one accord rejoice,
in praise of Old Nassau.
In praise of Old Nassau we sing,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Our hearts will give while we shall live,
three cheers for Old Nassau.

Harvard. Feh.

When we have a First Lady whose an alumn they'll change their tune (and no, the fact that he went to Harvard Law does not count).

Stay tuned . . . . .

Harold Feld, Class of '89

Go Tigers!

I just discovered that for about three months, maybe more, mail messages sent to webmaster @ $this-ahere-website and jsundman @ this-ahere-website, have been going directly into the bit recycling program. Those addresses should work now. In the very unlikely case that this pertains to you, please forgive, & if it's still germane, resend.

As a producer/correspondent for the Planet
Green show the G Word, I blog on the Planet Green site. Here's what I wrote in my most recent entry: [Read More!]

With the Comcast ruling by the FCC, lots of well-earned congratulations are going 'round. Free Press is getting its props, and Larry Lessig is congratulating Kevin Martin.

But hey, we have our own local hero right here on Wetmachine.

So please join me in three cheers for Harold Feld! [Read More!]

Neutrino/Hadron-class Wetmachiner David Newsom, a producer/correspondent on “The G-Word” show on Discovery Channel's “Planet Green”, sent a message to his mail list the other day:

In its first few months, PLANET GREEN has had a bumpy start and taken some hits- many well deserved- but “G-Word” remains good, low-budget fun. It’s informative, breezy and democratic. We’re proud of it. For the noble few of you watching, their website is now under revision, and will be posting notices from some of its correspondents.

In an effort to get the word, out, I’m spamming the world about my new post. Feel free to use it as a point of entry to the site and shows. If you have criticism, fire away. They want and need it.

Note: The title of this post is from an old Rockie & Bullwinkle bit. Those of you too young to remember it ought to be ashamed of yourselves. And you kids get off my lawn!

From an article in New Scientist entitled, I fecal matter you not, “Rise of the rat-brained robots”:

. . . the disembodied neurons are communicating, sending electrical signals to one another just as they do in a living creature. We know this because the network of neurons is connected at the base of the pot to 80 electrodes, and the voltages sparked by the neurons are displayed on a computer screen.

Normally this kind of story is the province of furtive Wetmachiner Gary Gray, but Gary hasn't posted anything here since his wedding day some months ago. Which could mean anything, just say'n. In the meantime I'll do my best to assume his wetmachine slack. I'm proud to say I was his Best Man, and the attendant responsibilities last a lifetime, what-what?

And furthermore, long dormant wetmechanics have been known to pop up and chirp, after a long sojourn underground, just like N-year locusts. With Greg resurgent, can Gary be far behind? Or David? Or, yegods, Peg or Christian? My advice? Stay tuned. Rat brains in jars controlling machinery have prortent! I swear I believe it!

Like Harold, I've been on vacation this week --on the New Jersey shore, where the weather is perfect and the surf is fine. Which accounts for the sparseness-osity of the postings around here lately.

Anyway, I've been wondering: how many houses does John McCain own? How many rooms in all these houses, total? How many houses does his wife own? How much does he typically pay for a haircut, and how much for a pair of shoes?

Also, is he technically senile?

On vacation, you know, I guess one's thoughts tend to turn a tad philosophical.