The Hound Of Ulster

Well, now they have.

I’ve been poking around in the “Upcoming Sci-Fi Film” DUSTBIN for a BIT, and happened across The Book Of Eli, “the STORY of a lone hero who must fight his way across the wasteland of post apocalyptic America to protect a sacred book that might hold the key to saving the future of humanity.”

And that made me think of The Canticle of Leibowitz.  Which led to this book cover.

Ironically, much more snow here than in Wyoming.  In fact, if we weren’t in Ridgefield now, we probably wouldn’t have made it for Christmas.  The early departure was a good call.  (“Good,” I said.  Not “fun.”  Cause it was most definitely not fun.  Especially not the I-84 sectiion, which looked like it hadn’t been plowed for hours, despite the recent (and continuous) snowfall.  I was creeping along in the dark at 25 MPH.  The semis were not.
 

Young Americans just aren’t watching TV like they used to.

Put another way, the older you get, the more you watch, according to a report due out today from Deloitte indicating that “Millennials,” the generation of 14- to 25-year-olds, watches just 10.5 hours of TV a week.

That compares to 15.1 hours for those belonging to Generation X (ages 26-42), 19.2 hours for Baby Boomers (33-61) and 21.5 hours for Matures (62-75).

Lest one assume Millennials are shunning broadcast and cable in favor of watching DVDs on their TV screens — they’re not. They spend less time watching DVDs of movies and TV shows on television sets, 4.8 hours a week, than do Gen Xers.

That’s an encouraging trend, even though the hours and numbers being discussed are still mind-boggling to me.

Myself, I’m expecting to be watching something like this over the next couple of days:

Nowhere near as much fun as the ORIGINAL, mostly because it’s nearly impossible to anticipate any of them.  Still, lots better than bottles of beer.
 

So, last night Rafael Furcal was an Atlanta Brave.

This morning, he was a Dodger.

And now, it’s anyone’s GUESS.

THIS piece has an amusing (and probably enlightening) bit:

A possible source of the confusion is that Furcal’s point man with the Braves is the Atlanta-based Kinzer. With the Dodgers, it is the L.A.-based Tellem.

While it might work out fine for “my team,” that seems like a strange way to do business.  No wonder there’s been so much confusion over the past 24 hours.

That’s “Profound Imprudence,” not “Profound Parents.”  And THIS might be one of the best examples I’ve ever seen.

Heath Campbell, 35, and his wife, Deborah, 25, say they are upset at the decision made by their local ShopRite not to write “Happy Birthday Adolf Hitler” across the cake, and that people needed to move forward.

Campbell said he named his son after Adolf Hitler because “no one else in the world would have that name”.

“They need to accept a name. A name’s a name. The kid isn’t going to grow up and do what [Hitler] did,” he said.

Nice to see that Walmart came through for them.  (Check out the other kids’ names.  What a weird set of parents.)
 

Seems like a pretty fruitful PLACE:

A host of new species has been found in the area, which is so full of life that previously unknown animals and plants have been turning up at a rate of two a week for a decade.

At least 1,068 new species were identified in the Greater Mekong from 1997 to 2007 along with several thousand tiny invertebrates, the Times reports.

It’s the “hot-pink, spiny dragon millipede” that I’m interested in.  The one that’s “laced with cyanide.”

This puts me in the mood for Planet Earth and Blue Planet.  Especially The Deep.