Andy Kindler was a rude, petty jerk to me

This story doesn’t have much to do with television, but this blog seemed the most appropriate place for it. There probably isn’t much merit to telling it, but it’s been bothering me for a few days now, so:

Why Aaron Sorkin Doesn’t Work, In Brief

It’s been bouncing around my head since The Newsroom debuted, and I’ve been searching for the right explanation to the titular question, and after not thinking about it for a while, the answer seems to have popped up spontaneously in my mind, and I hope that, after so many words on the subject, this is my final answer and I won’t have to revisit this topic. The simplest way I can put it is this:

Times I wished for more humorous editoralizing

Victim 1 is suing Penn State for their role in the Jerry Sandusky coverup. From the AP article (via ESPN):

Sandusky was convicted in June of 45 criminal counts for sexual abuse of 10 boys, both on and off campus. At 68, he awaits sentencing that likely will send him to prison for the rest of his life.

Likely? The minimum sentencing for him is like 135 years. Just this once, couldn’t they have said something like, “At 68, he awaits sentencing that will send him to prison for the rest of his life, unless we come up with medical technology that allows people to live to be 250 years old, and then we inexplicably give it to some of our worst federal prisoners first, and also he isn’t murdered in prison”?

The relentless cloud of negativity

I should preface this by saying that I’ve had a really negative day on the whole. Been going through some personal problems today, and also have gotten some signs that I might have a serious back problem.

So the negativity has been running high, thick, and deep today. I’m sure tomorrow will be better, but it would almost have to be. That said, I need to get this off my chest:

Wherever you go, there you are

For the first couple of days of my vacation in Boulder I really fell for it– gorgeous scenery and weather, enough stuff to do to keep me entertained and happy, very friendly towards bicycles and public transportation– and I started thinking I might want to live there. I even complained a little to Carolyn about Houston.