Got a Light?

This is odd:

Given that they stand some 30 feet tall, their disappearance is attracting a good deal of attention here – even as their final destination remains a mystery.

Thieves are sawing down aluminum light poles. Some 130 have vanished from Baltimore’s streets in the last several weeks, the authorities say, presumably sold for scrap metal. But so far the case of the pilfered poles has stumped the police, and left many local residents wondering just how someone manages to make off with what would seem to be a conspicuous street fixture.

The poles, which weigh about 250 pounds apiece, have been snatched during the day and in the middle of the night, from two-lane blacktop roads and from parkways with three lanes on either side of grass median strips, in poor areas and in some of the city’s most affluent neighborhoods. Left behind are half-foot stubs of metal, with wires that carry 120 volts neatly tied and wrapped in black electric tape.

People will steal ANYTHING.








Different Lenses

Steve Benen:

Tomorrow, when you sit down for your Thanksgiving meal and your crazy right-wing uncle says something like, “Well, at least I can count on Bush to tell us the truth,” you can safely say, “You’re just about the only person who thinks so.”

Tell that to your uncle.

Hugh Hewitt:

It is that time of year again, when the extended family gathers to feast, watch some football, and fall into deep quarrels over politics.

Well, hopefully you can avoid the latter.

But, if you have a brother-in-law or a shirttail cousin who insists –absolutely insists– on arguing “Bush lied, people died” again, follow these simple rules:

And if you are just some innocent bystander at your family Thanksgiving dinner getting harangued by the activist liberal/conservative at the dinner table, you are welcome to come to my house, where I have spent the afternoon balancing a box of wine on my stomache while watching football.








First album?

I’m planning to spend the day with the extended family, but this post raised an interesting question: what was the first album that you bought on your own? Vinyl, tape or CD?

For me it was Midnight Oil, Diesel and Dust. I bought it on tape some time during the first second Reagan administration.

Diesel and Dust

Yep, I was pretty much born a raging lefty. You won’t be surprised to know that around the same time I secretly put weighted-down Listerine bottles in my family’s toilet bowls to reduce water per flush.

***Update***

Tear in time-space continuum repaired.








Happy Thanksgiving!

Have a good one, eat lots of bird, and don’t forget the Mountaineers are on tonight in the Backyard Brawl. Tim and I would have made bets, but I think we both agree that Pitts is going to get killed by WVU.

BTW- The Macy’s parade is being broadcast in HD on NBC, which I think is a sign of the shift to HD broadcasts.








Is Anybody Alive In Here?

I just dusted off the Police, Synchronicity, something I had not listened to in at least a dozen years, and I had forgotten how good the album is and I remembered every lyric.

Aside from the fact that the album is great, it really took me back to another time (high school, actually, as it came out 83). I find the way that scents and sounds can trigger memories to be really interesting, and if you have anything interesting on the subject matter, put it in the comments so I can check it out.

BTW- Previously mentioned box wine = goodness.

*** Update ***

The wine might be too good. I am having a deep hankering for an Arturo Fuente or a Padron. If I open the Laphroiag, all bets are off.

*** Update #2 ***

The wine is so good I am now dipping deep into the heavy shit, like the Cars, a band I have always secretly loved. The lights are on, moving in stereo.

Bwahaha. Drubnk enough to not only make up words to songs when I sing, but when I type. I RULE! Someone set us up the bomb!