Archive for November, 2009

No JATO required

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

I was watching a recorded episode of Mythbusters this evening (the one where they ran cars over a cliff to see if they’d explode the way they do in Hollywood movies). I don’t think it’s unexpected that the cars didn’t explode unless they were made to explode – I think we all know that Hollywood tends to go for spectacle when given a choice.

It reminded me of something I read years ago, probably back in the 1970s. Japanese-built cars were starting to make significant inroads into the US market, and the article suggested that one reason was the perceived quality of the cars as evidenced in the movies. Specifically, he talked about stereotypical chase scenes along a cliff.

In the American movies, the hero would exit the car just before it burst through the guardrail and exploded into flame in mid-air. In the Japanese movies, the hero would exit the car just before it burst through the guardrail and tumbled down the the side of the hill/mountain. When the hero caught up to the car at the bottom of the slope, he’d push it back onto its wheels if he had to, then hop back in and drive away, usually to continue the pursuit.

Is it any wonder Japanese cars acquired a reputation for being built well?


Thursday, November 12th, 2009

I’ve written before about a main dish that outdoes Turducken. Now we have Turbaconducken to think about.

I’ll get around to trying Turducken someday, but the others are a bit much, I think.

Tacky iPhone virus

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

Catch the iPhone virus, get rickrolled.

While looking for a job …

Wednesday, November 11th, 2009

I came across this contest, co-sponsored by Monster and the NFL. You can enter once per day.

And, speaking of things you can enter once per day, there’s this.

I don’t like tequila anymore …

Wednesday, November 11th, 2009

But I like this idea.

If you know a veteran, thank him or her.

Helping out

Sunday, November 8th, 2009

I did a little volunteering for Project Cure yesterday. I doubt I’ll do much for them on an ongoing basis – they’re located in Centennial, at the south end of the metro area, and I live up at the north end.

Normally, they collect medical supplies to be sent overseas. However, they’re not allowed to send out supplies for human use if they have less than a year before their expiration data. As a result, I hauled a carload of assorted IV fluids to the Humane Society facility in Greeley. They were glad to get them, although they weren’t certain where they’d put them all. Things at the Humane Society were complicated by the fact that they were holding both an adopt-a-thon and a dog vaccination clinic at the time. We did manage to get everything unloaded and stored, though, and I got to see a number of cute puppies and kittens in the process.

I may have to watch this movie

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

I’ve been seeing previews for Pirate Radio. I remember listening to pirate radio when I was a young boy in England. I was attending Eastcote Elementary, a school for American service dependents, and the school used chartered tour buses to get us to and from the school. The usual driver on my route, a slightly-built young man with an improbably deep voice, used to tune in one of the pirate radio stations (Radio Caroline, I presume, but I really don’t remember) because the BBC was, at the time, too staid to play rock and roll.

It was an exciting time in music, and much of my musical taste was set at the time.

Life imitates art

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

I read a joke several years ago to the effect that the typical plot of a science fiction love story was:

1. Boy meets girl
2. Boy loses girl
3. Boy builds new girl.

It’s no longer science fiction, but I suppose whether it’s still a joke depends on how you feel about what they’ve done.

January-December Romance

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

Most married couples I’ve known are pretty close in age, although there have been exceptions. The widest age disparity in a couple I’ve personally known involved a 62-year-old man who married a 19-year-old girl. I thought that was pretty outrageous, but it doesn’t compare to this.