Gone With The Pope? Right here in Philly? You wouldn’t kid me about stuff like this, would you?

Thanks to the wonderful QuietEarth website, I have learned that this disgusting, exploitative, gore-fest about kidnapping the Pope (!) will be showing at the Philadelphia Film Alliance Danger After Dark Festival.  The trailer is not safe for work, not politically correct, and not lacking in pure 70’s awesomeness:

Learning to speak Mac – a work in progress

Wow – big day for Apple.  But I’m not worried about iPhones or video calls or tethering or any of that stuff right now.  No, at the moment, I’m trying to optimize my work experience  by using only applications that were originally conceived and built for Mac.  That means no MS Entourage, no Quicken, etc.  I had noticed that after two years on my black 2GB Macbook, my hard drive was pretty much full.  So I went about eliminating the bloat.  So far, it’s been great.  I’m getting very conversant with iCal, Address Book, Things (which is really special), and the back and forth with Google’s Contacts and Calendar is especially helpful.

Now that Safari is up to version 5, I’m downloading and wondering if it will make me want to give up my beloved Opera browser.  I don’t think that’s going to happen, but I’ll try it out anyway.

The only real problem is the personal finance software.  There is no reference standard for the Mac like there is in other realms (Logic for music, Final Cut for video, Safari for browser, etc).  I spent the past week using Jumsoft’s Money 3, but it really is nothing special and the iPhone app doesn’t sync cleanly.  That is so NOT ok.  So now I’m looking to take advantage of another ‘trial period’ and see if there is another personal accounting program that can do what I want – be flexible, be native, communicate with the various banks, and be Mac beautiful.  We’ll see how this (and how the supposedly faster new Safari) goes.

That was fun. WOW!

Philadelphia Phillies pitcher Jamie Moyer throws during the first inning of a baseball game with the San Diego Padres, Saturday, June 5, 2010, in Philadelphia. (AP Photo/Tom Mihalek)

The partial season ticket plan really brought us to a great game, one that we might not have even gone to for the threats of heat and humidity.  We had run the 8k Moorestown earlier in the morning, which was amazing fun, but also exhausting.  To saddle up and get to the Bank seemed like a lot of work.  But I’m glad we made the effort – that was a whale of a job by Moyer!  A complete-game win backed by an offensive performance we, the like of which we haven;t seen for a little while.

Demo songs? Whose demo songs??

My love of music has caused my 250GB hard drive to be pretty much full-up after just two years.  I’m looking to conserve space wherever I can.  All extraneous bullshit has to go.  After a visit from le Sturgeon last weekend (which included a massive-music-trade-a-thon), I’m playing with a scant 4GB margin.  That’s the danger zone.

This morning I looked in the ‘Application Support’ folder under garageband and confirmed that there were an extra 6GB of Demo Songs just sitting there doing nothing.  I guess these might be helpful if the computer is sitting in the showroom and you want to show off all the cool sounds GarageBand can make, but that shit has no place on THIS machine as it is currently configured.  Adios, demo songs.  I hope the artists were properly compensated.

Jeff Somers’ post-apocolyptic thriller ‘The Electric Church’ delivers

Definitely hot stuff! All the ingredients are here and handled brilliantly. Avery is an extremely sympathetic anti-hero; a killer with a code. Somers does an outstanding job of giving us A LOT of targets in this veritable shoot-em-up, targets that can be terminated with extreme prejudice without the reader feeling too much sympathy for the departed. But, even among the bloodshed and the body count, there is still some measure of humanity, despite the savagery of Somers’ post-unification (read: post-apocalyptic) planet earth.

The finale takes our hero to a place of maddening isolation as he attempts to bring down one more score, one job that will seal his fate if he survives. Without giving too much away, Somers comes up with a vivid plot device that brings the reader right inside the madness that drives the story. It is a terrifically uncomfortable passage that I actually had to set down for a moment before continuing. If nothing else, the author’s ability to evoke such a strong emotional response in the midst of a somewhat formulaic pulp thriller is praise-worthy.

Somers characters and storytelling were good enough to get the book optioned, and I’m interested to see which actors will be selected for which roles. It’s also good enough for me to be excited about the next two Avery Cates books, both of which have now been added to my wish list