I didn't know that about Mr. Pulitzer!
It was all very hush hush and on the QT.
Dammit, M/tch. This thread was supposed to get NO COMMENTS.
An experiment, Stanley? To create a spot of perfect silence on the Internet?
I thought the quietest place would be where Paul Simon acknowledges the contributions of Art Garfunkel.
5: I think what Stanley was trying to say is that he didn't want a single peep on this thread.
I assume that this John Cage anecdote is in the book, but I call y'all's attention to it again because it's really great.
8: Explict, thanks for making that.
This appears to be a pretty good description of the place with some anecdotes about the soundproofing.
11: Don't mention it.
12: You don't say.
I'm surprised that soundproofing isn't more of a selling point for apartments.
14: Leasing agents should offer it after every lease signing as a spray-on for which you are charged extra. Like the rust proofing a car dealer will try to sell you.
There's also _The Unwanted Sound of Everything we Want_, Garret Keizer, which is preaching to the choir to me but (alas) sort of fizzles off into 'I like flying too, can't we all get along?'
17: Of course the leasing agent isn't going to push it, but the prospective client ought to be inquiring about it. I always ask about noise and always get the same response about very quiet neighbors. I've never had a response along the lines of "the walls are very thick" or "we insulated the interior walls for soundproofing."
Complaints about noise from neighbors are common enough that you'd think people would ask about these sorts of things and the market would respond, but apparently not.
Complaints about noise from neighbors are common enough that you'd think people would ask about these sorts of things and the market would respond, but apparently not.
Herd mentality on the part of the landlords. If no one offers it, it can't be used as a competitive advantage. Next thing tenants will want heat or something.
18: It's a conspiracy of silence.
Do you think the author put in that anecdote about Pulitzer to subliminally suggest to whoever decides these things that he himself should get a Pulitzer?
You're all just blithely masturbating away to Gary Coleman, aren't you, you monsters?
You're all just blithely masturbating away to Gary Coleman, aren't you, you monsters?
Noooooo. Emmanuel Lewis is still alive right?
19: Peter Wimsey did, once; perhaps it takes a Gary-Stu.
A short moment of silence would be appropriate.
Somewhere, Todd Bridges is amazed that he outlived his TV siblings.
Do you think the author put in that anecdote about Pulitzer to subliminally suggest to whoever decides these things that he himself should get a Pulitzer?
At least it wasn't about Alfred Nobel.
Complaints about noise from neighbors are common enough that you'd think people would ask about these sorts of things
(a) You know you're not going to get an honest answer; (b) the landlord likely doesn't know anyway; (c) people are still at the stage of remembering to ask whether the neighbors smoke.*
* This is an issue with the tenants on the second floor above the bookshop office. The smell does indeed filter down, and the third floor tenant moved out because of it. On the other hand: do I think that landlords should vet prospective tenants for smoking? I'm ... not sure.
26: Jesus, did our cultural imperialism extend to sending that show your way? We really do all belong in The Hague.
26: Oh man, isn't that the truth?
26: Jesus, did our cultural imperialism extend to sending that show your way?
Oh yeah, absolutely. My victimization at the hands of the cultural imperialist dogs was weirdly patchy, though, because it depended on what the national broadcaster was able to afford / saw fit to broadcast. In several cases we were 10-20 years behind because of syndication. In retrospect, I completely misunderstood the premise of The Brady Bunch because (a) Divorce was illegal and (b) Six kids is not a particularly large family.
Divorce was illegal
You know, that bit was entirely mysterious on this end as well. What of the ex-Mrs Brady and former hubby of Carol? Were they dead? Run off to an ashram to find themselves? I don't think anyone ever said. But I did have enough familiarity with kids with divorced and/or deceased parents to know that it was extremely rare for kids to change their names to that of their new father (unless the dad was a member of the Manson family or something).
From wikipedia:
Mike Brady (Robert Reed), widowed architect with sons Greg (Barry Williams), Peter (Christopher Knight) and Bobby (Mike Lookinland), marries Carol Martin (née Tyler) (Florence Henderson), whose daughters are Marcia (Maureen McCormick), Jan (Eve Plumb) and Cindy (Susan Olsen). The wife and daughters take the Brady surname. Producer Schwartz wanted Carol to have been a divorcée but the network objected to this. A compromise was reached whereby no mention was made of the circumstances in which Carol's first marriage ended, but many assume she was widowed.
In retrospect, I completely misunderstood the premise of The Brady Bunch because (a) Divorce was illegal
I thought the Brady parents were a widow and widower. If they were divorced, I completely missed that.
True fact:
My first cousin (my mom's sister's daughter) was the replacement Marcia on the thankfully short-lived Grown Up Brady show. This claim to fame has made her a Jeopardy answer, however. So she's got that going for her.
Hm, how did the introductory song go? "Here's a story / of a lovely lady / who was [blank] with three kids of her own"
Something like that. I think I assumed widiow and widower as well, but as a kid myself, my focus was on them rather than on the parents.
33: Although in The Very Brady Sequel, the impostor father's story is that he was not "lost at sea" as presumed. But I don't know that TV shows are bound by subsequent TV sequels.
who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
My victimization at the hands of the cultural imperialist dogs was weirdly patchy, though, because it depended on what the national broadcaster was able to afford / saw fit to broadcast.
So what you're saying is that they took the good, they took the bad, they took them both, and there they had the facts of life?
all of them had hair of gold
like their mother
the youngest one in curls.
(I am not googling here.)
A short moment of silence would be appropriate.
Heh. Upon hearing the news just now, my first two comments were: (1) Life was short; so was he. And (2) What, did he have a diff'rent stroke? So, anyway, I'm definitely going to hell now.
It was the man named Brady who "was busy, with three kids of his own".
36: I did not expect when googling "Brady Bunch song" that the first hit would be for the National Institutes of Health.
The lyrics are mysterious, almost Dylanesque. Nothing is revealed.
Here's the story of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother,
The youngest one in curls.
Here's the story, of a man named Brady,
Who was busy with three boys of his own.
They were four men, living all together,
Yet they were all alone.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow,
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch.
That this group would somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch.
The Brady Bunch, The Brady Bunch.
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch.
You bastards are turning my silence thread into my personal hell song-stuck-in-my-head thread. GAH!
It was the man named Brady who "was busy, with three kids of his own".
Weird how I conflated those. The woman, the man, whatevs, apparently. How far we've come!
Wasn't Niel Patrick Harris complaining about the demise of the theme song at the last Emmy Awards show?
They were four men, living all together,
Yet they were all alone.
They were all together, and yet each one of them was alone. Deep!
Maybe four is really the loneliest number.
Note -- the father was busy, and he and his boys were alone.
The mother and daughters were apparently doing fine.
The men needed the women. The women did not need the men.
51: Eight can be as bad as four, it's the loneliest number since the number four.
However, it's also enough.
52. Maybe they had fish instead of bicycles, or something.
52: When they said Mike Brady was "busy, with three boys of his own", they weren't talking about his three sons.
In fact, Mike Brady was busy with the My Three Sons boys.
56: Oh man, talk about an annoying theme song.
58: Although actually, don't talk about it. Stanley wants silence.
52: Carol didn't have a job, that I remember. (What did she do during the day, since they had Alice, after all, the housekeeper.) Mike must have pulled in a fair amount of money, to support all eight of them. He was an architect, wasn't he?
These were simpler times.
59: Actually, in my hieracrchy of annoying theme songs, The Brady Bunch song is waaaay worse than the Three's Company one, potentially because I rarely ever watched the latter. So sing away. ♪♪Three's company, too!♪♪
his three sons
Don't get me started about that weirdo Fred MacMurray and his "three sons" fetish. Uncle Charley indeed.
60: Right, Carol did not have a job, and Mike was an architect.
As I recall money was never a problem because the kids made a fortune selling nude pictures of themselves over the internet.
61: There's something about the voice of the guy who sang the Three's Company song that is insane-driving.
Huh. I clicked on Apo's link in 44, giving in to curiosity over what the NIH had to do with anything. That was surprising evil, dude.
I thought the Brady family made money by touring around in a brightly painted bus and playing concerts??
It occurred to me that the Internet was probably already littered with joking references to "Different Strokes" within moments of Coleman's death, so we didn't need another, but I'm glad to see that not everyone shared my misgivings. He did die of a brain hemorrhage, anyway. I mean, come on, God.
66: Silly M/! That was the Manson family!
69: Here's the story, of a man named Charlie
who was busy with three knives of his own . . .
68: Recalling the Brady theme song in my head is one thing; listening to it is another. Do you have your speakers turned on?
I don't remember the Partridge Family's theme song (no, no, that's fine, really, it's okay), but I had a big-time crush on David Cassidy, puka (sp) beads and all.
I think I'll go for a walk outside now; the summer sun's calling my name.
71: C'mon get happy!
Now do you remember it, parsimon?
If not, maybe you never really loved David Cassidy at all.
I had a Partridge Family lunchbox and a huge crush on Susan Dey.
64: There's something about the voice of the guy who sang the Three's Company song that is insane-driving.
Try this one then.
And just learned that it was written by Joe Raposo who also wrote the Sesame Street theme and a lot of other Sesame songs such as "Bein' Green" .
71/73: It's pretty much a good song! I get a happy feeling.
Do you have your speakers turned on?
It's a pretty swingin' version, though.
Yep okay. Got it. It's not very offensive!
Jesus McQ and I are of an age. No lunchbox, but I had the records, man. I played them on my record player. Good times.
To bring some silence back to this thread, I found it interesting that on the guy's website he chose to illustrate the "silence of the disappeared" with a picture of Spruce Tree House at Mesa Verde, carefully framed to exclude the crowd of visitors that must have been there at the time.
77: If it comes to that, yes, yes it is.
I had their first album, and I played the hell out of it when I was seven or so. That might have been my first record ever.
82: That's funny, I did the same thing with John Cage's 4' 33" when I was seven.
80. Nothing ruins ancient ruins like modern tourism. Although it is sometimes fun to look at ancient graffiti and image the pre-industrial tagger.
I am going to make every crashingly obvious joke today because I am dysthymic.
comically wacky and freakishly behaved refugee from a totalitarian dictatorship: Nork & Mindy.
Nana, Nanu and Dear Leader Kim will destroy the United States in a sea of fire!
the one about the all-American girl and her roomate, a mostly normal-looking, but comically wacky and freakishly behaved refugee from a totalitarian dictatorship: Nork & Mindy.
I like the 80's remake when the lawyer was forced to move in with his all-American niece after failing tosecure appointment to the Supreme Court: Bork & Mindy.
m, then, the 90's tech boom: Dork & Spendy
Has anybody noticed how goddamn dark (as in dank) a decade the 00's (which should technically include '10) were? The late 80's and early 90's were dark as I recall but not near as dark as this one. Very weird.
m, maybe it is just me
what, meteorologically dank or emotionally?
i don't think i've ever heard the word 'dank' outside of cannabis references
I thought that as horrible as the past decade was in many ways, marijuana-wise it was a golden age, max.
94: if i were you i'd beware of the boomer mafia
95: Yes, ooga-booga, ooga-booga. You kids get off my grass.
There is little doubt that the potency of high-grade marijuana (and the average potency of what is generally available as well) has increased dramatically since the late '60s and early '70s (and starting right after that). Exactly what one might actually prefer to smoke or otherwise ingest in what setting is a potentially quite different matter.
i don't think i've ever heard the word 'dank' outside of cannabis references
We don't move in the same rental circles.
I suppose the silence thread is the one to disclose this unsettling realization: having either Van Halen's "Dance the Night Away" or their "Standing on Top of the World" stuck in one's head is probably pretty bad. Having them both stuck in one's head, however, and having them keep switching back and forth? I'm here to report it's really, truly awful.
I am in Apple $tore testing iPad, but cannot read title of this post.
Yeah, of course you're speechless, after Ron Artest saved that airball last night. I still love you, though.
98: I have a fond college memory of blowing off a Hegel seminar to listen to Van Halen I. (It was very old by then people, sheesh. Not Hegel, VHI.)
The songs stuck in my head have now shifted gears, and I'm getting alternating versions of "Eye of the Tiger" and Led Zeppelin's "Immigrant Song". What's up with you today, head?
Don't get me started about that weirdo Fred MacMurray and his "three sons" fetish. Uncle Charley indeed.
B-b-b-but a social worker visited them! And he said that Uncle Charley was just as good as a mom! So they could adopt that neighbor kid!
(Who was bound to wind up buried under the front porch. Even as a kid I knew that.)
103: I'll trade you "Safety Dance" for either of those.
I've had Janelle Monae in my head all week and it's awesome.
(It was very old by then people, sheesh. Not Hegel, VHI.)
But also Hegel!
Perhaps you should be listening to "Jump".
108: I have a long standing 12-string fetish.
101: after Ron Artest saved that airball last night.
Artfully reported, too.
Bryant and Artest wrapped each other in a bear hug after Artest honed in on (emphasis added) Bryant's miss and threw up a hideous shot that somehow went in. (In this case, "homed in on" would have sucked nearly as badly.)
Speaking of the NBA, do I have egg on my face for claiming (when pressed) that the Celtics were, in fact, plausible contenders, and would not, in fact, get steamrolled by the Magic, or what? It's like I'm some kind of blind Boston partisan who knows fuck-all about basketball, and for that I apologize.
Oops.
I was all set to feel like I was missing out on the NBA playoffs, but since they pretty much suck, with the same teams playing each other and the same boring stuff about the same boring dynasties and the same boring fans boring everyone with their tired disputes, I'm kind of glad I don't even have a tv.
The advantage of still being, inexplicably, a Warriors fan, is you can easily choose whether or not to care about the playoffs each year. It's not like your team is going to be involved.
Touché! And a totally fair point, too.
I'M SORRY EVERYBODY I WILL CONFINE MY GLOATING TO E-MAILS TO ARI AND POSSIBLY SOME IMPOSSIBLY AWFUL MASSHOLE-CENTRIC INTERNET FORUM OR ESPN JACKASS'S INBOX OR SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THAT NATURE.
Eh, the Lakers fans always seem ready to saddle up the dead horses.
114: And coming to City Winery in NYC June 11th and 12th, plus according to my wife, tickets still available. Saw him last year and it was one of the two best concerts I've seen in years (I had seen him once before in the late '70s ... a long gap). There's a slim possibility we will plan a trip to the city around it.
113: Actually, I found that they played out in kind of an interesting way* this year (although I've not watched that much). Maybe the Cavs should play Orlando in a private consolation round just to prove they really had built a Magic-killing squad but just didn't get to use it.
* A bit depressing for me personally, but interesting overall.
121: The Decemberists Hazards of Love tour; I was captivated. I think Stanley mentioned liking it as well, but I can't find where. Granted, I don't get out much.
What does this list represent?
Arianna Huffington
Peter Ueberroth
Larry Flynt
Gary Coleman
George Schwartzman
Mary Carey
People who have run for governor of California?
Yes, we should all defer to FA's decision to root for a shit team and then decide to avoid watching actually exciting, interesting games. I mean, whatever you want to say about any of the teams left, boring seems like exactly the wrong word. But I guess we're all missing the incredible thrill of a Nets/Warriors finals.
I was there at dawn. Where were you?
I think Stanley mentioned liking it as well, but I can't find where.
Here. That was a very good show on a lovely night.
I was in the abandoned warehouse, with a bedazzled jacket, no pants, and a copy of Thriller. Where were you?
I've had a lot of success with my strategy of not caring about or paying any attention to basketball.
Let's see, conference semis: three sweeps and a six game series with no close games.
Conference finals: a series that starts 3-0 (really, who cares what the next two games are like if there isn't a seventh game) and a 2-0 series that revived itself with two games that weren't really in doubt as individual games. Then, one good game.
You can continue to pretend I said that it would be interesting if crap teams were involved, though.
You thought that the Suns/Spurs series was boring? Or Celtics/Cavs? Or Lakers/Thunder? I mean, it wasn't like the greatest thing of all time, and no big game sevens, but two of the four teams in the conference finals, and at least one in the finals, had no business being there at all according to the press, and got there in interesting ways. And if you'd seen the way the Lakers looked in the last 25 percent of the season, you'd be amazed that they are where they are, too.
For obscure reasons, I liked the Warriors long before moving out here. Wait, what's that you say? I'm supposed to care about the Kings? Um, pass.
My head has moved on to having "The Cupid Shuffle" stuck in my head, along with Blink-182's "Down" in lesser rotation. Weird earworm day for sure.
Since the early 00s, I'm glad to be able to have Boston as rivals again. instead of Sacramento. Even my heart of stone felt affection for the Sacramento fans. But now it's just back to the days of my youth, hating the Whitey McWhites of the Garden.
Cleaning my pistol on the field of honor. Perhaps your seconds weren't able to reach my seconds. Next time, if my seconds aren't in, go straight to my thirds.
Lakers/Thunder - first round; I had access to a tv back then, so didn't feel like I was or was not missing out because I was watching. Spurs/Suns, fun games, but after it was 3-0, meh. I was glad the Suns won, though. Celtics/Cavs was ok at the start, when you could believe it could end up good, but once I didn't believe the Cavs actually had a chance, and then they lost the last three and all the other series were sweeps, well, yawn.
133: That's a lot of songs. How long does a song have to be in your head for it to count as "stuck"?
It's true that the Forum is filled with salt-of-the-earth Americans while the Garden is home to nothing but racists and swells.
All duels will be settled by the method of J-O/danceoff competitons. Mineshaft rules.
137: I pretty much always have some song stuck in my head, and they move fluidly throughout the day. It's this two-songs-at-once thing that's unusual for me, and it's been happening a lot today.
But to answer your question I'd say, uh, long enough for me to notice that it's on repeat, so as little as five minutes. That's probably a pretty liberal standard of "stuck", but I'm a pretty liberal guy, laydeez in Wisconsin.
123, 124: Yes, but more specifically, 5th through 10th place finishers in the recall election.
You're the one who suggested pistols. I would say something about "competitons", but I know you're sensitive about your fat fingers.
Jesus Christ, Blandings, how many times do I have to ask before we can have a simple round of synchronized jacking off and dancing to Michael Jackson songs? You're going to make me beg, aren't you.
So, uh, leaving aside the Kings, is the RR museum in the same town worth visiting, or is it aimed more at kids and the parents who accompany them?
That is, worth visiting if you will not be accompanied by kids.
127: Here.
And I described myself as "captivated" by the show then as well. So at least I am consistently clichéd.
It's a pretty gorgeous space. And the trains are incredible. But the interpretation sucks more than the Lakers.
Wait, what's that you say? I'm supposed to care about the Kings? Um, pass.
At least drink some Coors.
Ari, I can't believe that you won't agree that Boston fans aren't a bunch of racist whiteys. Especially when you know what Tweety wanted to do to New Orleans.
152: the Garden is home to nothing but racists and swells. isn't good enough for you? Because it implies that the swells aren't racist?
I will not defend the Gardenians, it's true. But the idea that a Lakers fan is trying to claim the man-of-the-people moral high ground? Hollywood, pun-leeze.
I was assuming that Ari's "salt of the earth Americans" line was a racist jab directed to the Mexican Americans who largely make up the Lakers fanbase. From an objective point of view, rooting against the Lakers is rooting for white supremacy against the entertainment industry/ethnic minority alliance that forms the bulwark of the contemporary American Left.
I think Halford just called me a kike. I'm telling Abe Foxman.
Advantages to ignoring basketball include avoiding conversations like this.
Wait, there are people other than Jack Nicholson at Lakers games?
Teo, you probably don't even know about Game 6 in 2002.
I am blissfully ignorant of all games in all years.
Guys, take a bow. We brought back just a little of the old Unfogged tonight, all boys, talking about the NBA and cocks. If anyone has some Jessica Biel pictures, best to post the links right now.
Also, just between us -- feminism is kinda bullshit, right?
Bill Lambeer - best center ever ever? Or best player?
Also, Game 2006 in 2 is the real one to remember.
170: Galilee Lakers v. Jerusalem Kings.
Game 2006 is always the pivotal game in a best of 5013 series.
2 Corinthians, 1 Thessalonians. It was cloudy, so the shot clock wasn't working.
0 AD. Epic. The refs couldn't call traveling, because all the players were Roman.
Best of 4013? Or is there a strategic implication I'm missing?
1555: The Castrati Championship Match. Game was called on account of no balls.
Watch enough basketball, and it will turn out that any given game of a series will be called the pivotal game by someone.
Paul was maybe the greatest polo player turned basketball player in history.
I don't know about basketball, but it was an epic football game they had that one Good Friday. Unsportsmanlike, indeed, Jesus. Unsportsmanlike, indeed.
Remember when Jesus kept getting open and Peter refused to throw him the ball on all three downs, and they had to punt?
And then someone told them that they if they kept kneeling down, they'd get the ball back, and the Romans kept slaughtering them? They didn't really start to convert until they got more aggressive on offense.
180-1 is comment mastery. Study up.
[Please pardon delay; I staggered to bed.]
Clew @ 92: what, meteorologically dank or emotionally?
Emotionally, economically, militarily and otherwise. It was a bitter black broth of bile was that decade. Only six months to go to over.
94: I thought that as horrible as the past decade was in many ways, marijuana-wise it was a golden age, max.
{laughs} Pity I don't get high. Ah. that explains it; everyone else was high!
m, like with the oil well
the 00's (which should technically include '10)
Why? Consistency with millennium definition for consistency's sake? I think our concept of "decade" is based on a common tens digit.
Why? Consistency with millennium definition for consistency's sake?
Pretty much, yeah. The popular understanding of "decade" does generally rely on a common tens digit, but this more technical sense is well-established.
The best year of the '80s was 1990.
this more technical sense is well-established among people who are being annoyingly prescriptivist.
But at least he always puts a positive spin on it.
marijuana-wise it was a golden age
This is Jah's own truth.
this more technical sense is well-established.
I don't understand what "more technical" is supposed to mean hear. Other than "incorrect". It is technically true that, e.g., the 202nd decade AD includes 2020 rather than 2010. It cannot plausibly be the case that the decade denoted by the term "the 2010s" does not include 2010.
OT: As part of my ongoing effort to conform to the norms of this community, I just downloaded some Janelle Monae albums. You are all right -- she is great. Quick observation: the song "Many Moons" steals its main riff from the Pointer Sisters 1-2-3-4-5, 6-7-8-9-10, 11-12 song from 1970s Sesame Street, aka the best song ever.
Reviewing my comments from last night, I think I may need to install some kind of drunk commenting block on my Iphone.
Quick observation: the song "Many Moons" steals its main riff from the Pointer Sisters 1-2-3-4-5, 6-7-8-9-10, 11-12 song from 1970s Sesame Street, aka the best song ever.
I was just noting this to Snark yesterday!
197: Seconding me, or making fun of my typo?
Dijkstra born two thousand years too late.
Excuse me, two thousand and one years.
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195, 196: People talked about that in a metafilter thread. Someone there also brought up the Debussy-quoting in "Say You'll Go", which has been nagging at me a bit. The piano part is obviously quoting 'Clair de Lune', but the style of the chorus of voices in the last minute also sounds a lot like Debussy to me. But 'Clair de Lune' doesn't have vocals, and I don't think the voices are directly quoting anything else -- are they?
I don't understand what "more technical" is supposed to mean hear. Other than "incorrect". It is technically true that, e.g., the 202nd decade AD includes 2020 rather than 2010. It cannot plausibly be the case that the decade denoted by the term "the 2010s" does not include 2010.
Well, if you start from the assumptions that centuries begin with years ending in 1 and end with years ending in 0 and that decades must align perfectly with centuries, it follows automatically that decades begin with years ending in 1 and end with years ending in 0. Not everyone accepts those assumptions, of course.
195: Damn. I may have to listen to this woman.
OK, what is "Oh, Maker" borrowing from? Or is it just generic late-60s/early 70s folk rock? I feel like there's some specific song there I can't put my finger on.
There are three separate songs from the ECUSA 1982 Hymnal in "57281."
This is seriously the best new music I've listened to in years. Thanks Unfogged!
And I actually printed out that post from LB once, to give to a friend to read. Just great stuff.
Halford may no longer post drunk, but giddy with e-inspired love is another matter.
209.1: What are they? The melody of the "Anthony Greendown, your Cindy Mayweather will always be waiting for you" bit near the end sounds extremely familiar but I can't place it....
That Artest shot was the gods flipping off us Laker-haters one more time.
Cavs fans suffered a collective psychological implosion after the Celtics series. Never has a city so badly needed a sports star. Kind of humiliating, but also weirdly, charmingly, Cleveland.
Then there's Sacramento's attempt to lure the King .
213.2: I imploded twenty minute into game 1.
213.2: Well, they just had a 7-run 7th inning to come back from 10-5 behind the Yankees, and that was after A-Rod sent David Huff to the hospital with a liner to the head in the 3rd. So that's something, at least (it's 13-10 at the moment, bottom of the 9th).
The best year of the '80s was 1990.
Damn skippy. That's my point. And 1990 sucked sucked swamp water. Now... here we are again.
210: I don't understand what "more technical" is supposed to mean hear. Other than "incorrect". It is technically true that, e.g., the 202nd decade AD includes 2020 rather than 2010. It cannot plausibly be the case that the decade denoted by the term "the 2010s" does not include 2010.
The 80's: 1/1/1981 - 12/31/1990. The 00's: 1/1/2001 - 12/31/2010. 1980 was the last year of the 70's. (And that kinda sucked too.) Remember how much 2000 seemed like a encore of 1999?
Well, if you start from the assumptions that centuries begin with years ending in 1 and end with years ending in 0 and that decades must align perfectly with centuries, it follows automatically that decades begin with years ending in 1 and end with years ending in 0. Not everyone accepts those assumptions, of course.
There is no year zero. The first year AD is 1. The last year BC is 1. So 1 BC -> 1 AD. So the very first decade AD ran 1-10 AD.
m, that's all there is to it
Fair point: the 1970's ran 1970-1979 but the 7th decade of the 20th century was 1971-1980.
m, addendum
Eep.
217: 199 -> 216.last
As a matter of historical fact there is no year zero, as apparently there was no 0 in usage yet when the year numbering convention was decided.
m, so there's that thought
218: Fair enough, but when I say "decade" without elaboration I'm always going to mean the first of those two.
We all had plenty of occasion to recite 216.last ten years ago, including me. With decades, there's no particular reason, except pedantic consistency as noted above, to have a system that can be charted out consistently two thousand years back. But having come to this conclusion, I now wonder if it should be any different with millennia.
Fair point: the 1970's ran 1970-1979 but the 7th decade of the 20th century was 1971-1980.
Yeah, this is basically what I meant when I said that not everyone accepted the assumptions I described. (The lack of a year 0 is a further assumption behind centuries beginning with years ending in 1.) Not everyone agrees that "the 1970s" is synonymous with "the 7th decade of the 20th century," and judging by this thread the disagreement is more common even among highly educated types than I had thought.
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Hey, remember when everyone was ridiculing me for thinking salt was unhealthy?
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223: I missed that conversation, but there's a difference between "salt is unhealthy" and "salt in the concentrations found in processed food is unhealthy."
Further 224: Things like that article definitely make me want to cut even more processed foods out of my diet than I already have. I'm sure I could do better.
224: Of course, but the (possibly mistaken) message I got from that discussion, which I've been looking for but can't find in the archives, was that Salt Is Awesome And There Is Nothing Wrong With It.
226: Ah. Well, that's just plain silly. Salt IS awesome, but there is such a thing as too much awesomeness.
Searching the Unfogged archives for "salt" turns up many uses of the phrases "salt of the earth" and "take it with a grain of salt," along with recipes and a decent number of instances of "Let's just meet at Fresh Salt."
Anyway, I remember M/tch being the main pro-salt voice, so he can stop by and explain himself any time.
Thanks, essear. It looks like my memory was pretty accurate, and M/tch is indeed a shill for Big Salt.
Since that time I have actually stopped worrying so much about salt and begun cooking with small amounts of it, which has markedly improved the taste of the things I cook. So, point to M/tch on that score.
Teo! You conceded to M/tch in that very thread! He already won! Double jeopardy!
I conceded based on the knowledge I had at the time, but now I'm not so sure.
Not everyone agrees that "the 1970s" is synonymous with "the 7th decade of the 20th century,"
Aside from the fact that you mean "8th", I still don't understand why anyone would agree with that. If someone tells you he is in his 70s, do you assume he is at least 71 and no more than 80?
Also, salt is a flavor enhancer that should be added to food in quantity sufficient to bring out the food's naturally salty flavor.
I think you don't have to worry an awful lot about salt intake as a 20-something-year-old, unless you make a practice of having, say, Eggo waffles for breakfast, Oscar Mayer lunch meat for lunch, Cheez-its as a snack, chicken noodle soup and Doritos for dinner, and, uh, something or other else before bed. Day after day after day.
teo's mention of salt made me think of this Spanish tortilla served at a local place; the tortilla is sprinkled with a dash of Kosher salt. So now I'm peeling potatoes for a tortilla.
Aside from the fact that you mean "8th", I still don't understand why anyone would agree with that.
I do mean "8th" (sorry about that) and I don't know, man, people seem to care about all kinds of arbitrary stuff. I try not to let it bother me.
222: (The lack of a year 0 is a further assumption behind centuries beginning with years ending in 1.)
Despite this calendrical freedom at least two federal agencies, for reasons best known to themselves, have taken a stand on the beginning of the next millennium. Both the National Institute of Standards and Technology (formerly the Bureau of Standards) and the Library of Congress have declared 2001 to be the first year of the twenty-first century.
Big Government is on my side, dammit!
m, ;)
I mean, there is a certain elegance to aligning the concept of "decade" as sub-unit of century with the concept of "decade" that everyone uses in everyday life (otherwise the former is pretty pointless), and it only takes one little counterintuitive adjustment to make it work, so why not? Most people won't go along with it, but that's their loss.
Salt is going to be a highlight of my dinner - or at least, kosher salt and cayenne rubbed on corn on the cob with a lime is. (I'm also trying out a zucchini-labneh dip with home-made labneh (I can't seem to make yogurt that I want to eat, but I can make yogurt cheese!). And some other stuff.)
Maybe we should start redefining decades to be nine years long, and call years ending in 0 "decadends" or something.
i got hungry for pig anuses for dinner. i imagine going shopping for weiners is like making weekend plans to do a few grams of meth.
i blame the crummy farmers market this morning where all i found was some wilty kale that looks like oversized dandelions
sat and cooking. There are few instances where salt isn't inferior to soy sauce, fish sauce, anchovies, preserved lemons, etc as an additive.
Some jesus people forgot to include a year zero and now you want to start EVERY DAMN CENTURY, DECADE, ETC a year late?
NO>
I mean, the at least 4BC issue, plus the couple of months for the change from Julian->gregorian.
I mean, the at least 4BC issue, plus the couple of months for the change from Julian->gregorian.
Salt isn't on the top 5 at least for 'unhealthy things in food'
Whereäs 'not enough salt' has to be on a top five of 'why you suck at cooking'
Its more a marker for 'processed industrial food-like products' than an actual cause of bad health.
244 gets it exactly and colorfully right.
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Masturbating to Roy Halladay allowed and perhaps even encouraged.
NYTimes e-mail blast: "Phillies' Roy Halladay Throws Perfect Game"
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250: I was just about to mention that, but I figured no one here would care much except Witt, and she's probably out overturning police cars and burning shit shit down in celebration. In other baseball news, Kendry Morales hit a walkoff grand slam, then broke his ankle jumping into the celebratory pile at home plate. :(
I think all baseball nerds care about perfect games, no? I remember my dad would call me (after the 6th inning of course) if one was potentially in the offing, so I could watch.
Cubs players, of course, are randomly going blind in the middle of games.
The big time baseball nerds care about perfect games so they can score them.
Unbelievable.
I have spent the last 24 hours dealing with unpleasant bodily fluids, people at both ends of the life spectrum who need constant attentiveness to their needs, insufficient sleep, and an impossibly treacly movie, and now I find out that I MISSED A PERFECT GAME? BY MY TEAM? And I have to find out about it on Unfogged?
Baseball nerds have to be pretty happy this month, given that Halladay's was only the 20th perfect game in MLB history, and the 19th happened just three weeks ago.
Yeah, well, I just started watching the NBA game online because it's close-ish. Now Halford will laugh at me.
Wait, you're actually in Philly, and you heard about this on Unfogged? Maybe it's an elaborate hoax after all.
258: Yes, I am, and no, I'm not joking. I just sent my brother-in-law an outraged e-mail asking why he didn't call or text. It's not like hanging out with two people recovering from stomach flu and watching a forgettable movie while one of them sleeps is a recipe for an awesome evening.
In yet more baseball news, an 18-year-old Japanese knuckleballer today became the first woman to play pro baseball in the US in ten years.
If Witt becomes the second woman to play pro baseball in the US this millennium it will still be impressive!
OT: Parent bragging: Three people came up to me at the farmers market to tell me how amazing my son is and a total stranger came up to me at Wolf Trap to tell me how much he enjoyed watching my daughter dance delightfully at PHC.
264 seconded. Your kids are great fun, will. It's their father we're all like "WTF?!" about. (I keed, I keed.)
231: and M/tch is indeed a shill for Big Salt.
Timely article in the NYT today, "The Hard Sell on Salt".
"Salt is a pretty amazing compound," Alton Brown, a Food Network star, gushes in a Cargill video called Salt 101. "So make sure you have plenty of salt in your kitchen at all times."A pretty good read, with a nice slide show etc., like the Times is capable of when they aren't being dickwads about politics or money.
The salt marshes of the Camargue are pretty cool. I'd happily move there and shill.
I saw a ton of lovely flamingos at the Salar de Atacama, but I sure as shit wouldn't want to live there.
I would move to Aigues-Mortes tomorrow.
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Also from today's Times, you may continue to masturbate to the character of Gary Coleman in Avenue Q.
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