Laugh at me! Laugh!!!

On Paranoia:

OK, hosted a party this weekend, and overheard yet another
conversation about how employers are googling your ass before
even looking over your resume. I am now officially paranoid
and overreacting to the infinitely small chance that someone
out there is thinking about hiring me, and then finding my
sometimes potty mouthed with the occasional drug reference
and acutely antidisestablishmentarian blog and changing their
mind. So for the next couple months I post under a pen name.
The prospective employer with keen powers of perception might
be able to see right through the foil, but if I have profoundly
confused them for at least a moment, all is not lost. After
employment (or reckoning with stupid behavior), I will go back to
the "real name" (which is Kevin Daniels, but don't tell).
If the blog does me in at that point, its lawsuit time, baby!
I'm sure I'm much better off now through the act of typing that
last sentence.

On Movies, again:

Last night "JL" and I went to see The Constant Gardener. JL and I
have this running joke about movies that make for good or bad "first
date" movies. Gardener is not a good first date movie. As my yet
to be discovered in a big way friend Bill Hickey up in Boston would
say, its really quite the 'time to fill up the bathtub' film.
If you catch the drift. Anyway, while the movie is certainly not
flawless, I'd say it is a must-see for its powerful immersion of the
viewer into a world of have-nots and explication of how Western
influence (forgetting, temporarily, however slanted, skewed,
apocryphal or fictional Le Carre and Meirelle's rendering happens
to be) can be exploitative and corrupting to those countries and
communities, and the extent to which 1st world nations are extremely
privileged in their access to wealth and medical science and
technology. The powers that be, "The Man" as it were, want people
watching non-thinking or consumption-oriented things like Taco Bell
ads or baseball games or Greta Van Susteren. The Constant Gardener
is WAY on the other end of the spectrum, and should be lauded and
seen for its extreme dissent of image and narrative.

On Ohio Football:

Has there been as much excitement since the days of Icky Icky
Boom Boom? Forget OU's acquisition of Frank Solich, which was like
Athens getting Lee Iacocca to run the University or Fiorello LaGuardia
to serve as Mayor... how bout' them Bengals! I love having Chad
Johnson on my fantasy football team. NFL games start at 1:07 ET,
and you know its going to be a good day when Chad grabs a 70 yard
TD reception at 1:08 as he did yesterday. Sure, T.O. had the better
line at the end of the day, but he's also a gigantic headcase and went
up against a 49ers secondary that couldn't catch a cab on Broadway
and 42nd. Bad news for the Bengals is that they're in the AFC, and
will probably need at least 10 wins to make the playoffs, but its
looking like Marvin Lewis, Johnson, the two Palmers, and a decent
D will get them there. (not that the folks in the Cincinnati suburbs,
who keep electing the wrong people at all sorts of different
governmental levels deserve this, but)

At any rate, who's got my T.J. Houshmandzadeh jersey???