tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88625539535501095162012-02-16T20:04:27.802-06:00The World according to Georgegeorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12096270027724711229noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862553953550109516.post-6462128649383183092008-07-24T14:00:00.007-05:002008-07-24T17:06:54.511-05:00

No spoilers!Yesterday I saw The Dark Knight. Frickin' sweet, dude. It was ten times better than Batman Begins, which I enjoyed but didn't love. First off, Chicago looks fantastic in it. In Batman Begins, the city was basically a nameless backdrop. They made much better use of the city this time around--if you know Chicago, you can actually recognize most of the locations, and they look completely

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A couple days ago, I saw the latest play at the Steppenwolf Theatre here in Chicago. It's called Superior Donuts, and it's by Tracy Letts. You may know him if you follow arts news at all. He wrote August:Osage County for Steppenwolf last year, which was moved to Broadway, won Tony awards for everyone involved (including the audience members), and scored the author a Pulitzer Prize. And, yes. It

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Ho-ho! Guess who's back! While reading Marty's blog today, I noticed on his cool little blog update widget that Tom had a newish blog post up. Which caused me to think, "Well shit. If Tom's finally writing in his blog again..." and here I am.In the months that have passed since I last posted, several notable things have happened. Also, these two completely irrelevant things happened: one,

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Check out the cover story of the March issue of WIRED. You can read it online for free... which is interesting, isn't it? They just give away the intellectual property... for free! Another good example of this is in my last post, where you can click on a link and read a big NYT Sunday Times Magazine piece... for FREE!! They used to make you pay to read the opinion pages, but now they let you

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Back when I was writing in my blog more regularly, I had this idea for a post I was going to write. The basic gist of it was going to be that through embracing environmentalism, a variety of the problems our country currently faces could be solved. While doing a little reading to compose my thoughts, I discovered a big piece that Tom Friedman of the New York Times had in the Sunday Magazine a

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A few weeks back in the Tribune, television critic Maureen Ryan did an American Idol article in which she gave her opinion of each contestant and their chances of winning. As usual, Ms. Ryan was dead wrong about pretty much everything. In general, I'd rate her opinions at about the same level as I'd rate "weather predictor" Tom Skilling's: ground level and getting lower. In fact, I'd put her

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Although no living, breathing people actually read my blog, it does not go unnoticed by the tireless automated bots trolling through the internet. As proof, I offer my recent experience with Comcast, in which I went from an average, angry customer to priority numero uno.In the previous post, I laid out the troubles I'd been having with Comcast while I waited for a service appointment. My anger

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I've been away from my blog for so long! I went out of town a couple weeks back, which caused me to get completely out of touch with all of my online activities, and when I got back I just... never really got back into them. Does this ever happen to you? It's funny how you get so in the habit of looking at the same websites, writing on the same blogs and boards and reading the same solicitations

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The Tribune review for Funny Games came out this morning, and it was less than complimentary. Apparently, something is lost in the translation. This is kind of sad to me, since for most of the American audience that turns up at the theaters for this movie, it will be their first exposure to Michael Haneke's films. If it's not any good, it will also be their last, which is pretty unfortunate. So

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The other night, Marissa and I were out for dinner with Harold. As often happens these days, I was pretty much ready for my "comfy pants" by about 9:30. The fact that it was Saturday night didn't make much of a difference, but Harold did come by for a while to watch a movie, so I suppose it was more active than the average week night.Anyway, one thing that came up in conversation was that horror

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I should have another blog post coming tonight or tomorrow morning, but it's about an hour before the Idol results show, so I need to get this in under the gun. The man-on-man stripper, David Hernandez, has got to go. I also won't miss Syesha if she gets the old heave-ho. Chikezie's stock, however, has risen dramatically since he showed last night that he can sing a song that doesn't bore you to

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I'm a little late revisiting some of last weeks topics, but I have a new, not-so-exciting blog feature to unveil. Check out the picture I've put in below, and you'll see that through the magic of digital manipulation, I've managed to put people from TOTALLY DIFFERENT PICTURES into the SAME PICTURE! In my spare time, I often like to play around with images and create "wag the dog" pictures. Once,

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Recently I read an article in WIRED magazine about we've all lost the ability to fix stuff. The writer's point was that back in the day (and by "the day" I suppose I mean sometime around the 50s or 60s), your average run-of-the-mill American male, let's call him "Biff", had the ability to fix a lot of the stuff he owned. If the radio broke, Biff could open it up and do a little soldering. If the

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In my second post in a row inspired by crap television, I'll be kicking off what I hope is a recurring topic in my new blog. The subject can be best described thusly: "THIS... IS AMERICAN IDOL!!!!" Sadly, I've become hopelessly addicted to Idol this season in a way I never have before, which is surprising to me, since there are not very many cute girls, and the few there are aren't very good. But

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After finishing yesterday's inaugural blog post, Marissa and I settled in to watch the episode of 20/20 we'd been DVRing. Just the fact that there was something interesting to watch on TV last night made it something of a banner evening. We even celebrated by ordering in some Thai food. Since I'm sure anyone reading is now green with envy at the thrilling life of glamor, action and international

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The thing is, I have no real reason for starting a blog. My friend Marty has been writing one since he left Chicago to pursue his cycling industry dreams in Milwaukee. My friend Tom has one that appears not to have been updated in several months (possibly since Marty left for Milwaukee, in an odd coincidence). And my girlfriend Marissa has one that hasn't been updated in at least the entire time

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