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Brit Hume’s Investment Tip of the Day
[via Media Matters] Brit Hume, Washington Managing Editor for FOX News on the London bombings in conversation with newscaster Shepard Smith:
SMITH: Some of the things you might expect to happen, for instance,
a drop in the stock market and some degree of uncertainty across this
country — none of that really seen today, and I wonder if the timing
of it — that it happened in the middle of the night and we were able
to get a sense of the grander scheme of things — wasn’t helpful in all
this.
HUME: Well, maybe. The other thing is, of course, people have — you
know, the market was down. It was down yesterday, and you know, you may
have had some bargain-hunting going on. I mean, my first thought
when I heard — just on a personal basis, when I heard there had been
this attack and I saw the futures this morning, which were really in
the tank, I thought, “Hmmm, time to buy.”
[Quickly realizes what he’s said]
Uhmmm…others may have thought
that as well. But…uh…you never know about the markets.
I do try to keep the swearing down on this blog, but geez, what a fucking scumbag!
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Music Video of the Week
Oh. My. God. This can’t be
real [-link to QuickTime movie]…
The video is safe for work, except for the fact that your co-workers
will think that you’ve gone off your rocker.
The site also has links to a couple of tunes in MP3
format:
- Peg Me With Ur
Luv
- A2M (short for, of all things, “Ass
to Mouth”)
At it least it’s nice to see that the “Where’s
Waldo?” guy found some work…
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London
My thoughts and prayers go out today to the people of London, as well as their family and friends.
My current landlord, Julian, a really stand-up guy, lives in London
with his girlfriend Beth. I’ve sent them some email letting them know
that we the house called “Big Trouble in Little China” are hoping that
he and his are safe and sound.
I’d bet that Tom Reynolds, author of the blog Random Acts of Reality
is going to have long long shifts in the coming days. Not only is he a
really great guy whom I had the pleasure of meeting at my birthday
party in November, he’s also a great storyteller whose crazy urban
tales come from his job as a driver in the London Ambulance Service.
He’s unharmed and has blogged a couple of entries since the bombings in
London. The next couple of days may be rough for him, so if you drop by
his blog, please be sure to leave him some kind words in his comments.
It’s not quite the six-word novel that Hemingway supposedly wrote to win a bar bet (it’s supposed to have gone “For
sale: baby shoes. Never used.“), but this Craigslist personal ad in the
“missed connections” section still says so much using so little:
You…being shoved in the back of a squad car… – m4w – 27
I shouted “fuck the police”…you made the black panther fist. You got
tasered, I got goosebumps. Your hair is very pretty. Let’s chat.
While walking down Queen Street a couple of weeks ago, I passed a couple of girls, both with acoustic guitars, strumming some chords. I recognized them and nodded in their direction, and one of them motioned for me to come and talk.
“Hey,” she asked, “we’re trying to settle an argument and since you know all these old songs, maybe you’ll know.”
Since she was in her mid-to-late teens and knew of my accordion repertoire, I guessed that by “old” songs, she meant songs from the eighties, when I was her age.
“I can try. What’s the argument about?”
“You know that band with the old chicks, the Indigo Girls? They have a song, Closer to Fine?”
(Wendy would scream if she’d heard the Indigo Girls being called “old chicks”.)
“Sure. They always played it in the pub after graduation at Queen’s [better known as Crazy Go Nuts University].”
“I say the from the song is ‘I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper and I was free’. She says the word is prostate.”
After I finished laughing, I said “Prostrate! Pros-TRRRATE! Like this…”, and I made the Wayne’s World “We’re Not Worthy!” gesture.
I then added, “I don’t think the Indigos — or half their fans — have been anywhere near a proSTATE.”
I’ll be performing a couple of vaudeville numbers at the upcoming Girlesque burlesque show taking place this Friday evening at the Gladstone Hotel (1214 Queen Street West,
at the corner of Queen and Dufferin). This one’s got a theme that
should be pleasing to all you geeks out there: Science Fiction!
I did a rehearsal with performers Penny Whistleton, Mysterion the Mind Reader
and The Wolfman, and the songs that Wolfie wrote are spot-on sci-fi and
absolutely hilarious! If you’re seeking out-of-the-ordinary
entertainment, this Friday’s burlesque show (featuring Yours Truly)
might be just what the doctor ordered!