Thursday, January 29, 2009

So are we going digital on 2/17 or not?

So Congress, in its infinite wisdom, is going to push back the digital TV transition for another 4 months, to June 12. So the 18 months worth of ads from the FCC, NAB, NARTE, etc.; and the ads and bumpers from the local stations; and all the ads in newspapers and magazines; and the live tests (at least by my local stations) with big graphics on their analog feeds essentially saying "You're Fucked After Feb. 17"; and the "nightlight provision" that allows TV stations to keep their analog signals running at a lower power if they're not in the 700 MHz section that's going to public safety is all for nothing.

When the FedGov offered the $40 coupons for converter boxes, didn't they expect every single house in the US to take them up on their offer? Did manufacturers and retailers not expect to sell them?

It's time to tell your Congresscritters and Duh Prez to let the DTV transition go on as planned with the Feb. 17 deadline. Call the Capitol and the White House and let them know that Public Safety is counting on the Feb. 17 deadline, and that the American people have known for years about it.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

So what?

I don't know about you, but 1-20-09 was probably the most "meh" day I've had in 8 years. Well, yeah, I was running around like a chicken with my parts cut off trying to get a stream set up so that the resident Obamatrons in the building could watch their messiah on the big screen in one of the meeting rooms. I had to go off-site to get one fucking cable to plug the computer into the in-house sound system so that "The Anointed One" could be heard through out the room.

I was busy with actual work, and didn't really care what he had to say, even though what little I did catch of it was a whole lot of symbolism and very little substance. When I was at my desk, I was listening Andrew Wilkow playing Ronald Reagan's Inaugural speeches, which made me feel far better about this country. I heard Limbaugh and Hannity talking about the poet and the gay bishop, and did a Nipper and a WTF when I heard the "poem." The poem made no sense, and the prayer was so racially charged that I was disgusted.

Oh, and to the Left, who never missed a chance to talk shit about GW; payback is a bitch, motherfuckers.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Another "What 'X' are you" survey...

What military aircraft are you?

F-15 Eagle

You are an F-15. Your record in combat is spotless; you've never been defeated. You possess good looks, but are not flashy about it. You prefer to let your reputation do the talking. You are fast, agile, and loud, but reaching the end of your stardom.

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Saturday, January 17, 2009

Liam Neeson opens a can of whupass (Taken Spoiler)

That's Taken in a nutshell.

Liam Neeson plays a father whose daughter is kidnapped by human smugglers in Paris. It's a nearly 2 hour thrill ride, with a little intrigue, a little detective work, and a whole of dead bad guys.

Neeson plays Bryan Mills, a former CIA operative that is trying to get to know his estranged daughter, Kim , played by Maggie Grace. Kim goes with her friend, Amanda, to Paris for the first leg of a European tour. They meet what they believe to be a fellow traveler, Peter, at the airport, and share a cab with him. He turns out to be the spotter for the white slavery ring, and soon after a couple of thugs break into the apartment the girls are staying at and kidnap them.

Bryan goes to Paris and begins to look for Kim, using all of the skills that he learned in the CIA. He confronts the kidnappers, and proceeds to kill them, keeping one alive to gain information from in a rather unique way. He finds out that Kim has been sold to a broker of girls that caters to rich Arabs, so he infiltrates the party/auction where the girls are being sold. He sees her on the block, and forces one of the guys to keep bidding to win her.

As he tries to leave, he's attacked by the broker's thugs, who try to kill him. He puts the beatdown on these guys, and kills the broker before going after his daughter, who is in the hands of the Arabs. There's the obligatory chase through the streets of Paris along the Seine, and Bryan jumps from one of the bridges onto the Arab's boat, where he proceeds to kill everyone onboard to get Kim back.

I've left out some stuff to get you to actually go and see the movie, which you had better do.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Dumbassed Ads

I hate commercials that insult your intelligence.

The one that I currently find particularly annoying is the "Downy Ultra" spot where the hand is pulling clothes out of the bottle cap. The voiceover says something like "Can a little cap soften all this?" Well, if you count the clothes, it's a pair of socks and 3 shirts. I would ferdamsure hope that a cap of softener is going to soften 5 items of clothes.