Feb
27
2007

Spam attack

Ever since my post about Jesus, I’ve been inundated with comment and trackback spam. I’d think of it as nasty stuff if I weren’t so used to getting such spam in emails for years. I guess terms that I was 25 before I knew what they meant are now familiar terms to 8-year-olds. I mean, even if parents take precautions with their kids’ web access, all the kid has to do is be watching while mommy fat-fingers a website and winds up on a page with hard-core porn.

Anyway, I’ve activated the Akismet and Bad Behavior plugins, and I hope that does the trick to stop this spam.

In a new documentary, Producer Cameron and his director, Simcha Jacobovici, make the starting [sic] claim that Jesus wasn’t resurrected –the cornerstone of Christian faith– and that his burial cave was discovered near Jerusalem. And, get this, Jesus sired a son with Mary Magdelene.

Source: time-blog.com

Blogger Tim McGirk calls it a “startling” claim. I call it a no-brainer of a claim. Christians ought to have to find evidence that Jesus was resurrected instead of skeptics having to prove that he wasn’t. Reason and science are on the side of the skeptic and always have been. One day, not in my lifetime, unfortunately, the tale of Jesus’ resurrection will take its rightful place along with other ancient mythologies.

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Quintessential belly shot (June 2005)

Originally uploaded by toastiest.
I’ve got a billion more pressing things to do, but I took a break to go through some photos on an old SD card. I uploaded about a dozen pics of Zellouisa from 2005.

Feb
24
2007

I found my glasses

8:17 pm

After a month-and-a-half, my glasses have finally turned up, and they were precisely where I thought they were, in a small compartment of a small piece of luggage. Somehow, this small piece of luggage evaded my several frantic searches. A couple of weeks ago, a doctor told me I had to stop wearing my contacts for a week while my eye healed from what was likely some sort of infection. All I had available to me was a pair of glasses from the early 90s, a pair with a bright gold frame because the original tortoiseshell coating had peeled off long ago. I could only stand to wear them for a day or two. My eyes did improve, but it’s been bad not to have a good pair of glasses available to me. Now I have four pairs of glasses. Yes, I kn0w, I should donate at least couple of these pairs, and I will.

Looking on the bright side, I didn’t accidentally throw them out, and I’m now confident that anything else that I haven’t been able to find recently will indeed turn up eventually. And a billion things I had completely forgotten about have turned up, like that 1996 roap trip tape I mentioned earlier.

Feb
24
2007

Making — my own

7:43 pm

Finally put up the nickel-plated digits [- - -] [6/26/2007 censorship; I had revealed these digits pre-Toastiest, before anyone really read this] by my front door, along with a brand-new mailbox. As far as necessities go, I certainly didn’t need new address markers and a new mailbox. I don’t even own this house. But the [- - -] atop the door looked like crap, crooked and impossible to read if approaching the house. The mailbox was banged up. I tried to scrape off the old [- - -] in vain. Eventually, I put some wall epoxy of some sort over it; it’s supposed to dry white.

It would make sense to show before-and-after pictures. Those will have to wait. At some point tomorrow, my home will be in the best shape of my two months here, and, if I have time, I’ll take some photos.

Because if I did, I might never have listened to this cassette recording I have of me, Godot, Jason, and Yo rating songs for my Top 200 as we drove from Durham all the way up to RPI in Troy, NY for fall break in 1996.

This tape is hilarious, and it reminds me of a time I remember fondly. If only I had more memories from college like this.

Feb
24
2007

Cassettes

1:47 am

For the first time in years, I unpacked my collection of audio cassettes. Why do I still have a collection of audio cassettes? They’re representative of who I’ve been and who I still am. I probably have about 40 or 50 cassette singles! My car does have a tape deck, and I still have a tape deck at home, although half of the dual unit just broke today. (Not that I’ll need a dual tape deck for dubbing…unless I’m feeling really nostalgic and want to make a mix tape with another tape as source material; high unlikely).

I still have various cassettes from my various Top 100 countdowns, and I have most of my big Top 200 countdown from  1997. I have tapes of the couple of DJ gigs I had with WXDU back in 1994. Yes, me, I was a DJ on a college radio station, once upon a time.

I was just listening to Ed Schultz on the radio, as his show has taken Al Franken’s slot on WCHL. Generally, it’s a better program, but Ed has been pissing me off defending Hillary Clinton the past couple of days. Her 2002 vote on the Iraq resolution should cost her the nomination. No defense. She knew it was the wrong way to vote. She did it for political reasons, because she wanted to be on the right side of history. Voting against the resolution would’ve put the nail in the coffin for her presidential ambitions had the war in Iraq gone well. Yes, she is progressive on almost every issue that matters, but she is heartless and soulless. I don’t say this because she is a woman, and, frankly, I’m fed up with Hillary-lovers using her gender as a way to insulate her from attacks. “You wouldn’t say this if she were a man!” Yeah, I would.

    For his last meal, Anderson requested pork chops, fried chicken, tacos, baked potatoes, potato salad and french fries.

    Source: news.yahoo.com

    If the worst punishment you can dole out to a criminal is death, if capital punishment is supposed to be a deterrent to crime, why do we behave so hospitably to the condemned in his final hours, let alone care if his death is humane?

    Just another way in which our great democracy is pretty twisted.

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    I renamed my account account. Someone already had toastiest, so I just grabbed toastie_st. For the record, this is meant to be pronounced as “toastiest” and not “toastie S T” and not “toastie street”.

    So, all public posts will be posted to Wordpress on toastie.st and copied to the LJ account. Non-public posts go to the LJ account.

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