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pop culture flowchart auto-reblog. even funnier after this past Thursday’s Supernatural.
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pop culture flowchart auto-reblog. even funnier after this past Thursday’s Supernatural.
Chromatics, “Running Up That Hill”.
fitting that i’d wake up with this song in my head on a Sunday (“… if i only could make a deal with God …”). i thought about putting up the Placebo cover, which is also very good. but the version i heard in my head today was less sneer, more dream-like, and i think the Chromatics version better captures that feeling of being teased awake by a baseline and a whisper of a voice.





how i spent (part of) my Saturday night.
episode: “Kiss and Tell”, Gilmore Girls
[ stayfrosty → many-the-miles → douche-bag-dijaa → trickistokeepbreathing → shhithappened → awsugar → imamelia → lilyjeann → melissaannemarie → allysilvestri ]
oh please, like you didn’t totally just put your fist on your screen.
”Every school has an obligatory, psychotic jackass. He’s ours.”
a long time ago we used to be friends, but i haven’t thought of you lately at all.
Chuck Norris doesn’t supply collateral, only collateral damage.
The tears of Chuck Norris would supply enough liquidity to solve the credit crisis. Too bad he never cries.
Chuck Norris doesn’t mark-to-market. The market marks to Chuck Norris.
i was at lunch today with one of my best friends, and after lunch, we wandered around the underground mall that is Toronto’s PATH. at some point we wandered into a greeting card store and i remarked “can you believe that i was in London last year? where did the year go?”.
i was in London last year. it was not a pretty* time to be working in financial services and it definitely was not a fun time to be working in risk management for counterparty risk to EMEA sovereigns and financial institutions (oh hai Iceland! Northern Rock! Swedbank!). every morning brought fresh hell. we subsisted on the triple cocktail of Advil, Pepto, and Dramamine. not smiles-times. not by a longshot.
anyway, i remember coming across this piece and thinking that it was the funniest things i’d ever read. sure, i was a bit dopey from all of the market mess combined with the fact that i’d just gotten to London on September 15th (yes, that September 15th) for my 6-month stint. but at the time? Chuck Norris and financial markets seemed like the best fucking combination since Marr and Morrissey.
over a year later, it’s not quite as humorous. but it’s still good for a chuckle. you’d better read it. or Chuck Norris will drop kick you into Chapter 11.
link: “Chuck Norris’ Tears Might Solve Credit Crunch”, Bloomberg.
* has it ever been pretty? a debate for another time. it certainly has not been very attractive since August 2007.
Municipalities dealt with the separation between taxes and expenses by borrowing. In the mid-1990s, states and cities were retiring as much debt as they were incurring. During the 2000s, though, they borrowed about $150 billion per year in aggregate, peaking at $215 billion in 2007 by which time $2.7 trillion in debt was outstanding, more than two years’ worth of tax receipts.
Barring some sort of miraculous boom in the economy and pension fund investment returns, state and local governments are headed for insolvency and default.
Philip Greenspun’s Weblog » The Coming Collapse of the Municipal Bond Market (via quotingthecrisis)
concur. again, if i was a superhero who needed to get angry in order to activate my super powers, the municipal bond market and municipal finances would be one of the easiest ways to get me going.
i’ve ranted about this many times in this space before, so i will spare everyone and simply list the posts below. what’s interesting is that finally there seems to be coverage on this issue - in MSM and blogs and the like. i don’t know if any of the chatter will translate into action (the cynic in me says it won’t), but i’d like to hope that maybe the constant headlines will at least get people to acknowledge that this situation we have of continually promising gold from an alchemy machine that doesn’t actually work is simply ludicrous.
link: “Is Auburn Hills on the brink?”, The Oakland Press (October 31, 2009).
link: “Climbing PERS expense face Oregon pension board”, Oregon Live (October 24, 2009)
link to previous rants: here, here, here, here, here, and here.
On a chilly night at the Wild Colonial in Providence, I need something on draft to perk me up. Meet Brewshire Brewing Company’s Coffeehaus Porter. This little number has strong roasted coffee and dark chocolate hints, and the bitter mouth of the beer goes a long way to complement it. There’s not even a hint of sweetness and the alcohol is fleeting. It’s like drinking your coffee black. Grade: B+
WANT!