Friday, November 30, 2012

Spurs 1, Stern 0

Despite the fact that the NBA commissioner levied a fine of a quarter mil on the San Antonio Spurs yesterday (Today?) for failing to play all their starters and sending them home instead of to Miami, the Spurs got the last laugh by taking Miami down the wire with their reserves. There's an excellent article at Y! Sports (why can't it just be Yahoo Sports?) about how this is part of a pattern of behaviour from Stern persecuting the Spurs for not seeking success in the way he wants them to. I have to say, now that my Sonics are gone, I'd like to see San Antonio succeed; they play the game the way it ought to be played. And that's both on and off the court.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Stupid Blogger!

It's a small thing, to be sure, but it really annoys the heck out of me that the Blogger login page, alone of all the Google-brand login pages, doesn't automatically place a cursor in the login box.

Monday, November 26, 2012

"Soccer" isn't an American term.

It's a British term. No, really. Check it out. I actually knew that already since I spend a fair bit of time looking at random things in the OED, but I expect it comes as a surprise to a fair number of folks. The best part of the article though is the soccer snobs in the comments who come out to whine (as soccer players and enthusiasts spend much time doing) about how it must be wrong because those benighted Americans couldn't possibly be right about their precious game.

Next thing you know they'll be pretending that the game isn't played by skinny whiners who can't manage to demonstrate enough skill to play a real sport.

Monday, November 19, 2012

That *was* helpful.

So, there's this movie that Netflix suggested for me. Rubber, which is about... well, let me quote the description.
In this inventive twist on low-rent revenge flicks, a car tire named Robert rolls through the desert Southwest, using its strange psychic powers to blow everything up. But when Robert spies a gorgeous woman, he decides to take a chance on love.
Yeah. Is it really worth it though? The most helpful review on Netflix gives this information:
On the surface this movie is boring, unfunny, and repetitive, but when you take into account the underlying iconography and deconstructive subtext, it's boring, unfunny, and repetitive.
Okay, then. Duly noted.


My employer is paying for me to take a class to aid in my ability to do my job. I came in with high hopes, but, based on the first day (today) I'm not sanguine about the outcome. On this particular topic I've tried auto-didacticism and looking over the lesson plan for this three-day class it appears that my company could have just tossed the money out the window and gotten about the same return on its investment.

This is something of the problem with learning things on your own. I've apparently learned enough on my own to scrape by well enough for a beginner, but no one believes that you've done so until you go and get credentials for that knowledge. I mean, this isn't any MS certification or anything, but it's a class with a paper trail which counts for more than just knowing the material.

If I wasn't lazy, I would here draw the connection between this attitude and the "need" for everyone to go to college, but, well...

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