Talulah sitting comfortably on my cousin Erin’s lap.
This rationale for drinking beer could be no better than what Cliff Clavin says here:
Whenever two or more Ann Coulters get together, this is what you get:
Apparently Ann Coulter royally fucked up recently. Take a look at this open letter from Michael Gross:
You made a whopping big (though seemingly small) mistake in your column yesterday and I’m paying for it and I’m disgusted and so I am writing to ask you to help me stop the wave of sewage you’ve caused to wash up in my in-box. Your mistake was one that no one with a byline should make. You wrote a column about a guy who wrote an article in Vanity Fair this month on Sarah Palin. His name is Michael Joseph Gross. That’s Michael Joseph Gross. Not Michael Gross. That’s me.
Just when I thought that I was going to hate the next Auto-Tune “hit”, this one gets made:
A few months ago, a tech blog turned me on to this new video camera, the Sony HXR-MC50U. It’s an incredibly small video camera, but seasoned professionals are boasting that the image and sound quality as amazing even against cameras many times more expensive.
Many of my shoots require both video and photos. It’s the trend. I think we’re called “multimedia photographers.” My still camera shoots awesome video, but it’s not really meant to be a video camera. It’s perfect for shoots that I can take time to setup. But for on the go, it’s difficult and cumbersome.
I had two video cameras that I’ve been using for six or seven years. They were HDV Sony cameras, but the image quality paled in comparison to my still camera’s video. So I started to loath bringing the other cameras on jobs.
Sony announced the camera pictured to the right, and I said, “Bingo.”
I finally listed my two cameras up on Craigslist over the weekend, and within 24 hours, I had an offer for the amount I was asking. On Monday, I ordered the new Sony. I got it yesterday evening. I really haven’t had a chance to do much with it.
I shot a little footage and threw it in Final Cut Pro to edit it a little. I’m really happy with the sound and picture, and I can’t wait to use it on a job next week. The steady function is amazing. I’ve never seen a hand-held camera compensate so well for walking.
Since I love sharing oddly shot and edited videos with you, here’s a taste:
Pope Mohammed sells a sugar-free candy product. He’s on the road every day of the year beating the pavement searching for buyers.
You could say, with some bit of hyperbole, that Pope Mohammed appears to be everywhere all the time.
Lots of people say they like it, but what customers really think is unknown. It’s forbidden to talk about Pope Mohammed’s candy negatively.
There’s a growing number people complaining about Pope Mohammed’s candy. The collective voice of candy customers are all raising their index fingers to their lips saying, “Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You’ll hurt Pope Mohammed’s feelings.”
The growing number of dissenters prefer candy sweetened with sugar and cocoa.
What’s that, you say? What does Pope Mohammed call his widely-purchased sugar-free treat?
Why he calls his candy Heaven.