Musings, Part AA

And we've rounded the alphabet!
- I'm not sure if they could have crammed any more positive adjectives in this review, but good for them: 'Up': A Pixar-Styled Lift, Pretty Much Guaranteed. Well, I think Up was adorable. Great messages, beautiful scenery and lovely. Pixar's 'Up' Dominates Box Office. And yes, I teared up.
- Good for her: Kansas Girl, 13, Wins National Spelling Bee. Girls rule.
- NY Phil clarinetist Drucker Retires After 60 Years. That's a long time to be in one job but good for him. Yay clarinetists!
- Giles! Anthony Head: From Taster's Choice To TV Crime.
- So the MTV Movie Awards, being generated via fan votes, i.e. teenage girls, are usually pretty stupid and IQ draining but as the NPR blogger pointed out, this is actually kind of chuckle worthy while pointing out something true and a staple of action films: "Cool Guys Never Look at Explosions". A Needle in the Haystack of Stupid at the MTV Movie Awards.
- Dead Man's Switch: CC Me from the Other Side. This is a pretty interesting idea. The concept that we live on online after we're gone occurred to me after a friend of a friend, who I sort of knew but not as well as I would have liked in retrospect, was killed (which leads to a whole other thing and to sum up I now can say I went to school with a guy who's on death row...not something I really needed to check off the to-do list). Facebook suggested him as a person I might know months after he was gone. Unless someone had his password his profile is now frozen the last way he left it on Facebook forever, unless they take them down and I haven't heard about such a policy, only one for fake profiles not...deceased ones. I figure I'll, if I get the gumption to do so, write up a list of passwords that someone will need to access my various online...presences lets call them, and indicate I'm no longer among the living. I might even suggest permanent away messages or final postings where appropriate. Then I'd just have to hide it well enough that the average potential burglar can't find it but after I'm gone someone will be able to with relative ease. Hmm. Quite a pickle.
- Okay...now this is even more weird. Not only was Benny Goodman born on the same day I was...he died the same year I was born. Is this fate's way of telling me I really should've stuck more with music? I wasn't that good....I mean, I was okay, 1st or 2nd chair in the top band in high school but still. Weird. Benny Goodman: Forever the King of Swing.