The picture? Caption competition! Usual prize: all glory, no fortune.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Three Down, One To Go ...
The picture? Caption competition! Usual prize: all glory, no fortune.
Friday, September 28, 2007
War Is Hell
Alas, can't include it directly into this posting but take a look at this YouTube offering.
Done that? Right. Things you might conclude from this, and by the numbers:
1. Allah is not Chinese, or if He is then He's not playing for the home-team's arms industry.
2. The power of prayer does not, apparently, extend to precluding weapon malfunctions.
3. If Al Quaeda offers you a job, don't check the box for "Artillery Division" or, for that matter, "Videography".
4. Ballistics 101 must be optional at terrorist school, or at the least these happy-campers missed the bit about laying down a repeatable pattern. Repeat after me, "mortars are not hand-guided weapons."
5. When videoing dangerous military operations, splash out for the really long telephoto lens. Your softer, fleshier parts will thank you later-on.
6. If Iran really is supplying these weapons to Iraqi insurgents then we should do everything we can to encourage the expansion of this trade.
Peace out.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
English Eccentrics
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Limitless Reach?
Interesting rumour today: Google is looking to acquire Sirius, the satellite radio company, if the propsed merger between Sirius and XM doesn't come off.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Bull or Bear?
Is it just me or does this feel like we are bumping up against a bit of a financial wall? Oil is sitting at $80 per barrel; the dollar continues to fall; despite taking a breather, the market is not able to keep above 13,500 without getting all wobbly; and now the UAW is out on strike.
While all this dollar weakness this all may be good for US exports, consumer spending still seems to be slowing and the declining housing market continues to add a drag-anchor to the whole domestic economy. Further cuts in interest rates are being talked about - again, and just a week or so after the last one - but take that step and you run the risk not only of sparking inflation but also of sending the dollar into a real tail-spin, further reducing the options available to the Federal Reserve to control things.
Perhaps I'm just tired and feeling a bit low from the travel, Q-end stress etc. Then again ... that may not make me wrong.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Cafe Marcella, Los Gatos
Look, the food was fine, OK? Really. And there was bread, water, everything. I mean, the minestrone I had was a bit bland and frankly it all felt more country than cosmopolitan, but no real complaints about the basics. Everyone else enjoyed all their dishes, and it was a good choice for ourselves plus the in-laws, always a tricky situation to solve for eating out, requiring that we find somewhere that serves good solid food without too much in the way of "fancy fixin's" shall we say. And spices are right out, 'kay?
However, I'm not planning to return. This place was deafening. The ceiling is low and the dining room quite broad, with hard walls and wainscoting. In short, nothing at all to absorb the roar of noise generated by a place packed with happy diners, as in "happy diners on a Friday night with a few bevvies under their belts". Despite the tables being fairly small - actually making things worse because then can then crowd more people in - it was impossible to hold a conversation without literally talking directly into the ear of the person sitting next to you.
Dining out is about much more than the food. The restaurant itself needs to be a place that you want to sit in to eat, otherwise we'd all just order take-out from our favourite chef, a process that would be far cheaper and generally much more convenient than heading down town, trying to park and then not being able to drink because you have to drive home.
If you do decide to go, find a time when it's not packed. Avoid Friday night at 7 pm like the plague, unless you spent all your youthful years at Black Sabbath concerts and hence came into the game half-deaf to begin with. Or you can sign.
Tripping Again
No, not a follow-up to the Drug Bunny post (which had nothing to do with drugs, just in case the DEA has figured blog-searching out), simply pointing out that I'm back on the road again. Off to Stockholm for a few days, home Thursday night. More planes, one train.
Oh, the picture? After this coming week, I'm home for a few days and then leave again to go back to Europe once more. I've still not fully readjusted from the Tokyo trip, and remain short on sleep. By mid October, I'm going to feel like that piece of wood.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Of The Feds, Fat and Foolishness
According to USA Today, and as covered here, a little known byproduct of the "exploding tyres cause SUV wrecks" frenzy a couple of years ago, as brought to you by de-laminating Firestone rubber and the ubiquitous Ford Explorer, was that the Feds decided to invent yet another round of pointless rules and regulations to blight our lives with. Nope, I'm not surprised, either by that response or by the fact that they managed to get it all arse-over-end.
Simply put, they concocted a single formula to define what's a safe carrying weight for any vehicle and what's not, all based on the maximum number of occupants declared by the manufacturer. From 2006, the results of that single calculation are now stamped and stuck onto every new car sold here. Job done. And all with time left over for another round of doughnuts in Washington to celebrate a fine initiative that is clearly making America safer.
Well ... no. Instead, think more along the lines of "pointless government bloat, the sole purpose of which is to make them feel important and to keep the buggers employed" to help guide you back to reality. And even that cynicism might be underplaying things, as we shall see ...
Let's take an example: The Corvette. As American as apple pie and invading countries without the faintest idea of what to do when you win. Even the basic model packs 400 horsepower and 400 lb ft of torque. This thing could tow the space shuttle from California back to Florida and still out-drag your average Camry away from the lights. However, the Fed's formula says that the max. permissible passenger loading for this car is less than 4oo pounds. In other words, a couple of (US) average sized male adults (190 lbs each) alone exceeds that figure, not allowing for the needs of luggage to be carried nor even one of the occupants wearing a particularly heavy tweed that day.
How long, then, before the first law suit is brought in which an insurance company refuses to pay out after an accident by claiming that the records show the car involved was obviously being used unsafely simply because the passengers inside were a bit porkier than average or had the temerity to actually have an overnight bag on board?
Sound far-fetched? Then you don't know the US insurance industry. Loopholes like this are their bread-and-butter, their very lifeblood. Indeed, if you were a real cynic, you might end up concluding that they helped lobby for this rule to be introduced in the first place ....





