I read Carl Hiaasen’s comedy Skinny Dip on the flight from Denver to Vegas to Los Angeles on Monday morning at the suggestion of a friend at work. I don’t want to reveal too much of the story, but it’s basically about an idiot who attempts to murder his wife, who was the captain of her college swim team, by tossing her overboard while on a cruise ship. Needless to say, dark hilarity ensues. It’s not exactly Shakespeare, but Hiaasen is a powerfully funny author. I thought this novel was wonderful and I recommend it highly.
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Skinny Dip, by Carl Hiaasen
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No Champagne for Shula and the Boys
And so another childhood belief is disproved. I had always liked the oft-told tale of the surviving members of the ‘72 Dolphins sending a case of champagne to the team that beats the last unbeaten NFL team each season. Apparently it’s simply another urban legend. I followed a link from Pop Culture Junk Mail to Snopes, where there’s a long and detailed debunkment of this myth. It looks like I didn’t even have the myth correct, either. Snopes says that the story is supposed to be about the surviving members drinking champagne together (or simultaneously). Oh well …
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Inside the BCS
Even though they have won each game convincingly, the schedule is currently killing the Hurricanes in the BCS. Miami’s four opponents to date are a combined 1-14 against Division I-A competition — the lone win coming against Buffalo. Because the formula only considers the games that have been played, the Canes have one of the nation’s weakest schedules, which also has a profound effect on their ranking in several computers.
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LA
I just have to do this:
Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn’t get to bed last night …
Actually it was National Airlines, but it’s still great to be back in LA.
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Miami
I am standing at an AT&T Public Phone 2000i in the Miami International Airport. I’ve got several hours to kill here and I thought I’d check my eMail. Unfortunately, although I love the redesign at Hotmail.com, I can’t figure out how to retrieve my POP mail. It’s very frustrating. I doubt I have any interesting eMail to read, but it would have been a cool way to spend $.25/min for a while.
I don’t speak Spanish.
Otherwise … not much to say about Miami. It’s swelteringly, oppressively humid outside - even at 6:45 am. To me it’s only 3:45 am and I’m cranky, tired, and low on fluids. Heh. And of course the first person that tried to talk to me here was annoyed that I don’t speak Spanish. Bah.
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Crush
I feel so dirty. I’m hanging at the in-laws in Miami right now. There’s a pseudo-game-show on the WB (it’s a channel, for those of you that don’t get all 600 networks on American TV) called Crush. It’s typical mid-Saturday, WB network fare. A guy is presented with three girls, one of whom has a crush on him. They all act like they have a crush on him, and he has to guess which one really does. It is perversely entertaining. I can actually feel the brain cells committing hari-kari as they are bombarded with culture-schlock. Please help me!
I’m sure it is pointless and nobody will believe me if I say that the last three hours is about the most television I’ve seen in months. I watch Sportscenter all the time, of course. And the X-Files, Simpsons, and Family Guy when I remember. That’s about it though. I really don’t like to watch TV. Hrrrrmm … okay … well … except for football (that’s NFL football, kids, not soccer). I haven’t missed a Monday night game in two seasons. So except for those exceptions I loathe TV and everything it represents. (imagine me laughing here) I know that it sounds silly. There is just so much bad television out there. Sheesh! My brain hurts right now.
(Note: I just saw a commercial telling me that - in Miami at least - Crush normally airs at 6:00 pm on weekdays on the USA network. … in case you want to watch …)
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