Friday, November 20, 2009

Skepchick Elyse makes me a very happy man...

Saw the news article this morning. Made an announcement in class, while doing a little dance (the dance of reason), and then, after all that foreplay, Elyse gave me the happy ending with this line:

When you stand before God on Judgment Day, you will be without excuse. Humble yourself before your Creator, or you will regret it for all eternity.

I'm still praying that God will reveal Himself to you and that you will repent of your rebellion.
Oh, wait. That was that shaved dog's ass Malcom, demanding that I get down on my knees and please Jesus, who thrives on sycophancy. Dude, who does God think he is? Elvis. God's a big boy and can deal with a little criticism. If God has revealed himself to me, he has revealed himself to be a capricious, sadistic psychotic. That guy has a lot of apologizing to do before I stoop to being his friend, much less worshiping him, you lobotomy.

But Elyse was even funnier than Malcom, who did not seem to notice or recognize that his 9/11 conspiracy guru tried to walk through walls and actually tried to levitate his "fat ass" (his words) off of his carpet. See The Men Who Stare at Goats, Malcolm. See if you can spot the character who is based on General Albert Stubblebine?



See him?

Oh, yeah. Elyse. Dear, dear Elyse. She came up with the funny today:
Please… please tell me and my vajayjay and my cancer curing herbal moisturizing cream that this is not a joke.
and
[S]peculation is that she’s leaving the show to focus [her cable interests].

This could very well mean that the Jenny McCarthy show will be getting lots of Oprah hands-on TLC… but not in a dirty way… because Jenny is covered in weird kid diseases that most people vaccinate against.

Ahhhhhh.... That gives me a happy warm tingling sensation that I feel slightly embarrassed about.

HJ

And it is Ben for the win:

"I have a Big Muff Pi pedal. I absolutely love it. Very crunchy with lots of fuzzstortion. It attacks with a lot of flangy reverb."
--Ben

Boobs in the Noows; Also, suck it, Shakespeare

To squeeze or not to squeeze, that is the question,
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of early false positives,
Or to take arms against already well-understood risks
of being temporarily discomforted
And, by not having your head in your ass, deal with them.
(Scene from Hamlet's Mammogram, by Fred Shakespeare)

I think I am going to name my band, "Suck it, Shakespeare."

I'm not convinced that the recommendations that recently came out about recommendations regarding routine screening mammograms are well considered. I'm not convinced that the ultimate message that they are now making is very useful: "Talk to your doctor about what is right for you, if you are under forty," is a recommendation that could not be made by any homeopath. And a great question that sounds as if it is unanswered is "What should that conversation be?" and I mean that's a question that doctors need answered, not patients.

Check out the Diane Rehm Show from Wednesday. I'm not convinced that the medical panel is going to help people as much as it is going to confuse the ever-living fuck out of women by failing to demonstrate a clear, useful message. Now that I look at it, youngsurvival.org, a group that has a stake in this discussion, seems to have maturely considered of this set of recommendations.

HJ

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Do you want to see my Big Muff Pi?

I'll show it to you.

I just picked up this classic fuzz pedal:


I really have gone pedal crazy since I arrived in Atlanta. I've gotten five new ones and repaired one. You would probably recognize this sound if you heard it. It has great tonal range. The Big Muff and Crybaby (wah pedal) sound great together. Wheee! I have my eye on the prize, and am saving my pennies. These little toys are just to rouse my appetite; they are little hors d'oeuvres of awesome. I'm hoping to get a Gibson Les Paul sometime this coming year.

The problem is that I don't speakee the languagee of the guitaree. I'm self-taught and play by pattern, if that means anything to you. I don't think in terms of notes but in terms of the spacial relationships between the notes. Formal instruction? Terminology? Sod it. In fact, when I was talking about my pedals, I referred to them collectively to the scruffy lad behind the counter as my "thingy, you know, the guitar thingy." "Set up?" he suggested. "If that suits you, " I replied, "And gift wrap it for me, boy. I like to open presents." Then he punched me, and when I woke up in the parking lot, I had an effects pedal the size of last year's phone book lodged in my colon. But at least I had a good time retrieving my present when I got home.

I'm not entirely convinced that the words that guitarists use to describe their sound effects actually have meanings. I have a feeling that fawning over the Ohms or whatever is the guitarist version of going to the car dealership, not having the foggiest clue about how a car works, and kicking the tires approvingly. (I also do that.)

I have decided that if you string associated guitar words together, you can make even knowledgelessness sound convincingly not-poseur. For instance, take my description of the Big Muff Pi as having great "tonal range." You can not deny that the pedal has a tone knob (see picture), and that you can turn it, getting all sorts of tones, which would be in, technically, a "range of tones". But being an English teacher, I noticed an opportunity to be more concise and use the word "tonal," which means, "relating to that tone knob." So when I said that it had "great tonal range," I really only said that I had figured out how to turn the pretty knob.

Other meaningless or misleading guitar words:

"attack"

fuzz, -y, -ed, ily

"Distortion" has a meaning, but I'm pretty sure it is the same as "overdrive," and neither of them means anything else.

"Compression" is unrelated to attack, but is springier

Springy is also meaningless.

Clean roughly means "boring."

A whammy pedal, I was surprised to learn, does not put a hex on those who disapprove of your playing.

Now, for those of you who are a little more advanced, I would point out that "digital delay" is a real thing. It is reverb. But moreso. (Somewhere right now, a single tear is running down Slash's cheek. Of course nobody can see it behind his mane, but it's there. Oh, yes. It's there. Axl, go fetch him a tissue.)

As best I can tell, most guitarists think that there are 3 parts to a guitar signal: the high part, the middle part and the low part. You can fuck with the high middle and low part selectively, or you can get a wah pedal and fuck with all three them all at once.

My next pedal may well be a Meatwad. This effect literally vomits notes at your listener.

The only pedal that does anything that anyone understands is the volume pedal. It controls how many people can hear you.

All amps are precisely the same, and the only way to differentiate between them is by price. This means you want the most expensive one. All of your better guitar players have the more expensive amps.

There. I have now introduced you to the world of guitar terminology. You are welcome.

HJ

Before I forget....

There have been a couple of good podcasts recently about the flu vaccine recently, as flu season bears down on us like a...big....bear.

The first is Brian Dunning's essay on vaccine ingredients. It's a polite, stripped down, no-nonsense fuck you to antivax loontards fuckholes like Mike Adams and Jenny "why doesn't pointing at a list convince big mean doctors?" McCarthy. In fact, I believe that Dunning addresses almost all of the shit Adams whines about in this graphic from his site:


If you can walk past Mike Adams on not kick him in the nuts after hearing this, you are a better person than I am. And you are always already a better person than Adams.

Secondly is a very special Skeptics' Guide to the Universe about the the flu. Listen to it with someone you love, won't you?

HJ

Douchebag solidarity...



Saw it at HCwDB. Where the fuck were you?

HJ

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Did you pick up your really shittily prefaced copy of the Origin today?

I did! I have been keeping an eye out for it, and the preface, I have to say, reopened some old lesion on my penis, but it was the way in which they changed up the distribution today that got me.

As far as I could tell, it was not be handed out openly, rather deposited like a turd in classrooms. I'm surrounded by very clever people. I really think Ray might as well have tossed this one into the fire. It made, as far as I could tell, almost exactly no impact.

But I have something to bring up on Friday, yeah?

HJ