9.23.2005

For Your Evening's Entertainment

First off, I mean no disrespect to anyone dealing with the awfulness of Rita. Hurricanes are serious stuff, and I don't want to make light of a bad situation. However, I can distract myself from the bad news with the help of alcohol. Thus, my cousin Kelly and I present to you...

The Hurricane Rita TV Coverage Drinking Game
- Every time John Zarrola, Anderson Cooper or Geraldo Rivera stand out in the wind, 1 drink.
- Every time they talk about how they've been told not to stand there or that they're in danger, 2 drinks
- Every time a reporter actually gets blown away -- chug
- Mentions of the satellite truck - 2 drinks
- Every time a reporter stands in surf when he really shouldn't be - 2 drinks
- Every time something goes flying off in the distance and it's mentioned - 2 drinks
- Shots of blowing street lights or overblown street signs - 1 drink
- Every time Rita is compared to Katrina - 1 drink
- Every time Rita is compared to Allison, Camille, Audrey, or that Labor Day Hurricane - 2 drinks
- Every time a grizzled local official mentions Camille to a reporter who's probably not old enough to remember Hugo -- 2 drinks
- Every time you see locals partying while the winds rage - 2 drinks
- Every time a plucky local states they're not going/not afraid of the hurricane/not in their right mind -- 1 drink
- Every time you see someone trying to surf -- 2 drinks
- Every time a reporter goes off on a government official -- 1 drink
- Everytime the meteorologist goes off on the anchor on-air - chug and cheer "Fight! Fight!"
- Every time a government official is interviewed who has no idea what's going on - 1 drink
- Every time you see a cop car driving down the street when no one else is - 2 drinks
- Every time a reporter says that "they've never seen anything like this" - 2 drinks
- Every time a reporter says "this isn't bad at all" - drink the whole damn bar

9.21.2005

Heh

I'd forgotten how funny some of the stuff in the Huffington Post is.

Looking for Rita News?

Here's some of the best links to find the latest as Hurricane Rita heads for the coast:

Click2Houston, which has a live stream of KPRC's coverage
KHOU - live stream and blog
Houston Chronicle's Rita blog
WWL-TV, which still has live video from NOLA
NOLA.com
WSDU.com, with another live stream
KRIS's (Corpus Christi) hurricane blog

And there's also HurricaneNOW.com, although their text storm updates are much better (and cheaper) than the video. They also have their own blog.

Here's an interesting 3D visualization of what Rita could do to Galveston (they have the same thing for NOLA and Katrina.)

FLHurricane.com, which includes this really cool Google Maps hack that tracks the path of Rita.

More later...

Irony, Thy Name is Rita



Kinda reminescent of those maps that showed all the hurricanes of '04 going through districts that voted for Bush. Weird.

(Thanks to Shawn for the altered NOAA 5-day track)

9.19.2005

Hard to Read, But Necessary

The next time you feel sorry for yourself, read this blog. I know that I will. I just wish that I'd discovered it a little sooner...

Here's another person who's still fighting her own battle. I've known Kristen through her LJ for a long time, and she's an amazing person. Right now she's in a really hard place, and I know she'd appreciate some thoughts and prayers on her behalf.

About My Weekend - Pt. 1 and 2

My whole weekend kinda got split in two pieces.

Part 1 - Spent Saturday morning participating in the Hands on Nashville citywide school event, where a team of us from the station did handywork at Cole Elementary in Antioch. This is the second time I've done this, and it's actually become a highlight of my year. Plan on writing more about this on Nashville Is Talking when I get some pictures from the school's administration.

Part 2 - The beginning of this actually happened earlier in the week, and keep in mind that I'm the biggest klutz in the world. Long story short - I turned my right ankle and landed on my left knee on concrete. Twice. The second time on Saturday afternoon as I was walking to my apartment.

My knee's pretty messed up, as you might imagine, and I spent the rest of my weekend on my futon with my knee elevated (wish I could do that here at work, but for some reason our computers don't come with chaise lounges.) Thus I discovered:

....how incredibly great House is. Why didn't anyone tell me this before? The last medical drama show I've watched consistantly was Chicago Hope, and that's just because I had a thing for Mandy Patakin. But House is a snarky drama that just happens to be set in a hospital. And Hugh Laurie was robbed at the Emmys, I tell ya (more Emmy talk later.) His character reminds me so much of some of the more, um, cheer-challenged people in my past.

...that Tennessee's QB swap-outs aren't working anymore, and they need to just figure out who they're going with and just do it. I think Ainge is losing his confidence, especially with the national [expletive deleted] that's being given to Chris Leak. I hope this is just a slow start for the team, and that they won't become the overrated team of '05.

...that the Titans could be pretty good this year if they can stay healthy. McNair finally figured out his new style of play yesterday, and it showed. We've also got some young guys on D that can make the big plays. And it was good to see the Coliseum rockin' again.

...that nothing will make me bored enough to actually watch "Dancing With the Stars" for longer than 10 minutes.

...that Ellen needs to be able to write her own material when she's doing a show. It was very obvious that neither she nor her brother Vance touched the scripts, and it showed. The best part of the evening was when she talked about New Orleans and the magnolias that she and others were wearing in honor of the city, because it was so heartfelt.

...that CBS and the Emmys are under the very mistaken impression that Everybody does Love Raymond. I have always hated the show, because it made the same five jokes every week and was ridiculously self-important. And forgive me for begruging it a nice farewell, but I think everyone but the janitor's already gotten a few awards on that show. I'm not the biggest fan of Desperate Housewives, but it was a far better show last year, if only because it was so clever.

...on the other hand, I'm glad that Felicity Huffman won her Emmy, because she's the unsung cast member of that show. She doesn't vamp or do slapstick or anything else - she acts her butt off. Not to mention it gave her a great place to give props to the late, great Sports Night.

...also glad that Blythe Danner won her Emmy, even if I didn't see whatever movie it was for. She's another great unsung talent whom I have enjoyed in anything she's touched.

...I felt for the woman who lost her speech in her bra. As a woman who is, um, similarly endowed, it does make a nice storage space for things like money, but it also looks pretty strange to pull things out. For some reason, that also seems to enthrall men.

...never, ever thought that I'd see Donald Trump in a pair of overalls. Thought that my muscle relaxers were working a little too well for a few minutes there.

...that Blue Bell Ice Cream is too good to be legal.

I know I had more to say, but it's hard to think and write clearly when your lower leg feels like it's being sawed off without anesthesia. BTW, anyone got any physician recommendations for me in the area? My doctor's nurse practitioner has left his practice, and I'm not loving the three-hour wait to even get an appointment later in the week.