Camel Turkish Silvers
You’ll look cool, feel vaguely bad-ass, have something to do with your hands, and quicken your impending death. What’s not to love?
The first two seasons were great TV. The second season ended with a huge WTF. And now the third season has roared out of the gates, promising something completely different, but of similar quality. I never figured I’d have a reason to watch the SciFi Channel regularly…
After the toilet, shower, and sink, probably the most important bathroom fixture. (The mirror is, I think, overrated.)
It’s WB-meets-noir, and it’s gooood. (Note: Extra o’s means extra good.)
Like Battlestar Galactica has this season, The Wire retools every season, finding a new focus within the city of Baltimore. (This year, it looks into an inner-city middle school.) I’m consistently amazed at the rich, interesting characters they add with each new story, and further so at the fact that they can keep most of their old characters involved with so much new going on and still be pretty tight.
Lori McKenna: The Kitchen Tapes
Not strong all the way through, but worth a listen for its gorgeous opening track “Falter” and a cover of one of my favorite songs, “Fake Plastic Trees.”
Regina Spektor: Begin to Hope
Besides being hot and Russian, Regina also writes vocals-driven pop songs on a piano. “Fidelity” is outstanding. “Hotel Song” and “On the Radio” are also quite nice. (I’ll be seeing Regina at the Majestic in Madison, on Tuesday, 10/17. w00t.)
I’ve always been wary of generated code, but as I’ve grown more confident in these fuckers and used them more, they’ve saved me more and more development time. Screw writing inflexible data-access code.
2006 Detroit Tigers
I know I was on the Oakland A’s bandwagon, but now that they’re out of the picture, I’m throwing my support behind the Tigers. They’ve lost 406 games in the last four years, and for them to be in the playoffs, let alone the World Series, gives me hope for my 2007 Brewers.
The only thing better than writing them is checking stuff off of them. Hoo-ha.
There’s no better place to find random crap to read before bed or in the morning before I feel like getting ready for work. (Well, okay, there’s Fark.com, but I don’t like their attitude.)
Beyond starring dreamboat Mary-Louise Parker, this is one of the funniest shows around. Best show ever about a suburban widow selling pot to get by. Check it out Monday nights on Showtime.