Below are the 18 most recent journal entries recorded in superlibe's LiveJournal:

Wednesday, June 1st, 2005
5:30 pm	Well, if you look at it that way Easy jokes: Oh dear. Takes a sec: Oh dear, oh dear. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 14th, 2005
2:21 am	Anna one, anna two... Happy birthday to Q! Happy birthday to Q! Happy birthday, dear qe2! Happy birthday to Q! (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 20th, 2005
5:17 pm	I love ya, CC! Creative Commons has released licenses specifically to encourage sampling - remixing - mashuping. Ohhhhh, this is going to be a major time and drive space sink.... (I worry that CC may be overextending itself by coming up with so many variants of its license, much of which appears like duplicate effort. But then again, "Sampling OK" is a lot clearer than "Derivative works for profit acceptable with attribution.") (Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 13th, 2005
10:39 pm	At qe2's request, the music meme: 01. Total volume of music files on my computer: According to iTunes, 4.92 GB, 1124 songs, about 3 days worth. 02. The last CD I bought was: John McCutcheon, Live at Wolf Trap. 03. The last song I listened to before writing this was: Atomic Dog by George Clinton. And yes, it featured silly chair dancing. 04. Song playing right now: I'm Your Man by Leonard Cohen. The little "good segue" guy in my iTunes seems to have the night off. 05. Five songs I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me: ( Joe Hill, Boys of Summer, Brokedown Palace, Traditional Irish Folk Song, Woman Sawed in Half ) 06. Five albums I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me: ( Tattoo You, Zooropa, Kick, Hue and Cry, Hipster's Holiday ) 07. Which 5 people are you passing this baton to, and why? Well... I'd be surprised to find 5 people on LJ who'd take the baton from me. But if you've read this far, tag, you're it! (Comment on this)
Monday, March 28th, 2005
12:22 pm	Made my day And sure, in a social justice way, I'm glad to see the DC police force doing the right thing. But it's really one sentence which made me smile. They are butch, feminine, black, white, straight, gay, campy, bitchy, bourgie and fully armed. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 9th, 2005
11:08 am	I could be your hero, baby. Having already referenced New Jersey's Super Librarian, I'll point out the apparently unnamed next member of the Super Librarians League over at http://careo.elearning.ubc.ca/weblogs/ehelp/ Yow. Rowr. Hell-ooooo nurse. I'm really quite stunned that none of the humor-impaired members of my profession are making more of an outcry about these. Associating stacked, spandex-clad cartoons with the library? Why, that's objectifying! And sexist! And won't someone please think of the children!?!? (It's. A. Cartoon. Breathe. You get pissy at the dowdy librarian stereotype too; pick a side.) Of course, from the Guybrarian perspective, what I really want to know is... where's the male superhero? All spandexy and pectoral and ubermenchish? Where's my representation? Oh. Wait. I've seen the men that show up at library conferences. Suspension of disbelief is one thing, but you've got to be at least close to plausible. Let's just say I'll be sticking with the Dr. Strange look. An actual outside-garb cape, ornate but not too tight clothes, and a cool hat. Or maybe we should go for James Bond. Most people can't pull off a unitard, but everyone looks better in a tux... (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 17th, 2005
8:23 pm	This is United States calling are we reaching *CLICK* I just got called by a Girls Gone Wild telemarketer. I'll let that sink in for a minute. Gaaaaahhhh! We live in a world with Girls Gone Wild freaking telemarketers! (That probably came out wrong.) The chipper young female voice on the other end wanted to know if I'd take a survey and they'd send me two free tapes or DVDs. I declined. Now I tend to be of the "if you don't like it, turn it off" school of First Amendment absolutism. Furthermore, I'm pretty much in favor of some responsible debauchery. If not for the wrath of a Liberal god I think I would've been in Key West for Fantasy Fest last October. But Girls Gone Wild distresses me for two reasons. One is simple, and I'm told it comes from the punchline to a New yorker cartoon. (Although I have nothing to base that on.) Life's too short for softcore porn. I know that's a personal aesthetic judgement, but it's mine. I'm just sayin'. One is more complex. Sure, a lot of these kids (and I'm sorry, from where I sit, they are kids), are making their own choices. Irresponsible and perhaps chemically enhanced, but basically their own. Or at least that's how it looks on the TV spot. But there's this one girl in one of the ads... with blonde hair, blue eyes, and this expression of absolutely pleading for acceptance. She's looking at someone else in the room and I can only assume he's talked her into this and SHIT it makes me mad just thinking about it. Speaking for my people, more of us should get maced. Sorry... tangent there. But that's what upsets me. It's one thing to sow some wild oats and shake what their momma gave them and be comfortable in their skin. It's even part of growing up to wake up and wonder how the hell you're going to explain this to your grandkids in 50 years. But it's another thing for that to be exploited for the monetary gain of other people and the voyeuristic intent of people too chickenshit (or hypocritical) to get some real porn. And that's the big thing. I don't really mind being called by a perky young voice who wants to ask me some questions. (My dark side is wishing I'd told her that a census taker tried to test me once... but you know, I bet being a telemarketer for Girls Gone Wild has enough of a downside without my smartass remarks.) But the fact that apparently it's a big enough thing to move out of late night cable ads into calling people at home really does distress me. Huh. That's a pretty big soapbox I've gotten up on for a WTF post. (Comment on this)
Friday, February 11th, 2005
12:37 pm	Since qe2 fell and busted a tooth, I thought I'd go ahead and tell a semi-similar story of my own. Somewhere around the age of 12 or 13, I was walking with my family along a busy street. What strikes me as funny is that I remember not being particularly rambunctious, that in fact I was trying to help my dad keep tabs on my two younger brothers. So I can't quite explain how I managed to walk, full speed, face first, into that lamppost. (I have a vague feeling I may have been trying to keep one of the little brothers from doing the same thing.) I also can't quite explain how I did this without breaking my nose, because I managed to skin my upper lip pretty well... maybe an inch or an inch and a half, almost dead center. Actually, it was the skin between my nose and my upper lip. Think about that for a second. Picture a dark-haired 12 year old with a bad haircut and a scab right there. Yes, at 12, I was kind of a spaz. Yes, I do come from a family that proceeded to joke about me going as Hitler for Halloween. No, I don't actuall come from the kind of family that would let a child out of the house in a Nazi uniform even as a joke. Really, big chunnks of the following 23 years shouldn't have been such a surprise to anyone. Oh, by the way, there's a lyrics meme up at Hip Deep In Pie. It seems to be too hard by half, but have at it. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, January 27th, 2005
6:11 pm	GIP! OK, I think this officially makes me a junkie. And I can't actually figure out what the 35 reasons are, but it's nice to know that they're out there, somewhere between the Armani and Lancome ads. Do you know who these people are on the cover? Because I don't. But my heavens they're beautiful. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, January 17th, 2005
10:04 pm	I'm not the world's most passionate guy Seems somebody's angling in on my action. New Jersey's Super Librarian For the record... I did have that hair, once upon a time. I do not have the rest of that body type. (Which is probably just as well.) Funky glasses and lipstick are negotiable. And while the Silver Surfer-meets-optical-mouse shtick is amusing, it's not... well, let's just say I have different superpowers. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 16th, 2005
1:41 pm	I'd be brave as a blizzard. "The Scarecrow thinks he has no brain. The Tin Man feels he has no heart. The Lion asserts he has no courage." I love NPR for bringing me this kind of thought. Or, to paraphrase Thomas Merton, "perhaps I am stronger than I think. Perhaps I am very strong, and my strength scares me." I dunno. I'm just making this up as I go. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, January 13th, 2005
10:21 pm	My TV, my TV! Is it possible that last week's Desparate Housewives is the best hour of television ever made? Probably not. It's still getting my vote at the moment. Edie the terminally unlikeable was both fleshed out as a human character and yet proved to be, still, a super bitch. Bree got to tell her husband "don't mistake my anal retentiveness for fondness" (a great line in an episode full of them) and then dated the neighborhood pharmacist. Andrew had huge judgemental mood swings exactly appropriate to a 17-year-old boy. Matt saw Clare naked, with absolutely skeevey but not entirely inaccurate results. And best of all, Susan read her husband the riot act from a stage while the pianist played "New York, New York," using the beautiful line that "it will be snowing on the hilltops of Hell before" she takes him back. I laughed so hard I thought I was gonna die. I love, love, love this show. (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 8th, 2005
10:50 am	When the road looks rough ahead... you just remember what your old pal said S.L.RES. 1-1 RESOLUTION ON THE NEW YEAR WHEREAS I have magnificent human beings as friends and family, and WHEREAS I don't talk to them enough, and WHEREAS said magnificent people don't want to see me try to carry too much on my own, and WHEREAS these people are a huge amount of fun, BE IT RESOLVED THAT I'll pick up the phone, make a visit, write an email, and be honestly in the moment with them to the best of my ability AND that I'll do it more often than I did last year. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, January 7th, 2005
5:26 pm	Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty Good news: there's a lovely, fast, magnificent 17-inch G5 iMac in my office. It comes in packaging with a handle, and it can be lifted... 15 years later, Apple reinvents the luggable. Bad news: I have to take it to its permanent home on Monday. Sniff. At least I can come visit it whenever the network acts up. (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 6th, 2005
12:02 pm	After the rain has fallen There's a "Vermeer" woodchipper outside my office window, dealing with the tree carnage from the snow and ice storms (and probably the saturated ground now too). I keep looking in the hopes that it will be beautifully lit, and our Maintenance crews will be wearing sumptuous Dutch fabrics with fantastic hats and passing each other very symbolic commercial goods. It hasn't happened yet. (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 1st, 2005
6:38 pm	You rascal, you He was a rotten, lousy, mean, vicious bastard, and I'm glad he's dead. So much for 2004. I only wish I'd figured out the "exploding things" part of the New Year's celebration. Anyway, here's to a better 2005. Which is not out of the realm of possibility. (Comment on this)
Friday, December 31st, 2004
4:03 pm	A world in white gets underway Well, the answer to my question, of course, is that I need an LJ account to have this cool graphic from Marvel 1602 when I post a comment. Small things make me happy. Anyway, happy New Year's Eve, and may 2005 take good care of you. And if you're interested, there's an update at Hip Deep In Pie. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 22nd, 2004
11:24 am	Here I am I don't know why I thought I needed an LJ account, but here I am... (Comment on this)