Dear Julie,
I woke up this morning listening to Mike & Mike in the Morning, as I do day every weekday morning. Greenie (Mike Greenberg -- the Metrosexual Mike) was quizzing Golic (Mike Golic -- the Macho Mike) on who made the USA Today's list of Most Influential People of the Past 25 Years. Now granted, these lists are always controversial. But this list is ridonculous.
Let's take a look at some of the names on this list, shall we?
#1: Bill Gates. Okay, I'll buy him on that list. Let's just hope his haircut isn't influential.
#2: Ronald Regan. Helping end the Cold War is impressive. I guess we're erasing "Bedtime for Bonzo" from his legacy.
#3: Oprah Winfrey. She's the only person who appears on her magazine cover and she has more money than God.
#4 & 5: Francis Collins & J. Craig Venter, mappers of the human genome. I bet these guys are seething over their placement behind a talk show hostess. (Sadly for American education, there was a question on M&M about whether or not this was in any way related to Gnomes.)
#6: Osama Bin Laden. I guess one can be a horrific influence.
#7: Stephen Hawking. Do you ever wonder if people just assume he's brilliant because they don't have clue what he's talking about?
#8: Lance Armstrong. Uh, he rides a bike & hangs out what that creepy Matthew McConaughey.
#9: Pope John Paul II. USA Today is going straight to hell. The Pope behind a talk show hostess???
#10: Bono. Yes, Bono.
#11: Mikhail Gorbachev. You end Communism and still end up behind a talk show hostess & a scruffy singer.
#12 & 13: Sergey Brin & Larry Page, co-founders of Google. Well, they actually have improved the quality of my life significantly. More so than Stephen Hawking.
Other notables....
#18: Howard Schultz, Starbucks entrepreneur. All hail the Coffee God. Liquid crack-rock for the mobile masses.
#20: J.K. Rowling, author. Great proponent of literacy? Yes. Most influential in the past quarter century? I think not.
Why do I even bother with these stupid lists??? Have a good day, Chicken.
Love,
Karen
Showing posts with label mike and mike in the morning. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Ahh, Technology
Dear Karen-
I woke up this morning (much too early and not of my own free will, mind you) and realized that I could give your beloved Mikes a try, since you so graciously provided me with the local station info. Conveniently, there is a "Listen Live Now" option on their website, so settled in to hear the last hour of the Mikes. When the feed picked up, it was in the middle of a commercial - no big surprise. Then another commercial - again, no big surprise. Then like 5 more commercials. OK, now you're just wasting my time. Then I started to hear voices that did NOT sound like a commercial so I started paying attention again. However, I only heard about 30 seconds of them before another commercial interrupted a Mike mid-sentence. And not just any commercial...but the same commercial that was on when I started listening! followed by the same set of commercials I heard when I first tuned in!!
Much consternation ensued.
I stopped the feed, looked online to see if there were any other options for places I could listen live but ended up back at the same local station's website. For your sake, dear sister, I persevered and tried again. This time, no string of endless commercials! And the Mikes were talking! Taking calls, even. Then I realized that the callers were talking much more than either Mike, which decreased my interest level quite a bit. Also adding to my troubles was the fact that every second or third word cut out.
I shall try again tomorrow.
On a completely different note, I cleaned out the cabinet in the bathroom yesterday. You know...the one most women have to house various hair and beauty products...also the one where said hair and beauty products seem to reproduce at an alarming rate. With our recent Bare Minerals makeovers and cosmetics acquisitions, I needed to get rid of some things in order for my new beauty regime to fit in the cabinet. I hadn't really looked in that cabinet for quite some time - at least not a good thorough look, where you move things around and see what's lurking in the back.
I was amazed (and yet not) at the amount of old product (both hair and makeup) that I was able to throw out. Why do we keep it all? Have I really deluded myself into thinking I'm going to use that eyeshadow I bought three years ago that I never really liked in the first place? Anyway, I cleaned out the cabinet and now my new (and much better) products have a home.
How's it going with the eye shadow application, by the way?
Love,
Julie
P.S. I think Rainman made Mom nervous.
I woke up this morning (much too early and not of my own free will, mind you) and realized that I could give your beloved Mikes a try, since you so graciously provided me with the local station info. Conveniently, there is a "Listen Live Now" option on their website, so settled in to hear the last hour of the Mikes. When the feed picked up, it was in the middle of a commercial - no big surprise. Then another commercial - again, no big surprise. Then like 5 more commercials. OK, now you're just wasting my time. Then I started to hear voices that did NOT sound like a commercial so I started paying attention again. However, I only heard about 30 seconds of them before another commercial interrupted a Mike mid-sentence. And not just any commercial...but the same commercial that was on when I started listening! followed by the same set of commercials I heard when I first tuned in!!
Much consternation ensued.
I stopped the feed, looked online to see if there were any other options for places I could listen live but ended up back at the same local station's website. For your sake, dear sister, I persevered and tried again. This time, no string of endless commercials! And the Mikes were talking! Taking calls, even. Then I realized that the callers were talking much more than either Mike, which decreased my interest level quite a bit. Also adding to my troubles was the fact that every second or third word cut out.
I shall try again tomorrow.
On a completely different note, I cleaned out the cabinet in the bathroom yesterday. You know...the one most women have to house various hair and beauty products...also the one where said hair and beauty products seem to reproduce at an alarming rate. With our recent Bare Minerals makeovers and cosmetics acquisitions, I needed to get rid of some things in order for my new beauty regime to fit in the cabinet. I hadn't really looked in that cabinet for quite some time - at least not a good thorough look, where you move things around and see what's lurking in the back.
I was amazed (and yet not) at the amount of old product (both hair and makeup) that I was able to throw out. Why do we keep it all? Have I really deluded myself into thinking I'm going to use that eyeshadow I bought three years ago that I never really liked in the first place? Anyway, I cleaned out the cabinet and now my new (and much better) products have a home.
How's it going with the eye shadow application, by the way?
Love,
Julie
P.S. I think Rainman made Mom nervous.
Monday, May 7, 2007
"I'm a Very Good Driver."
Dear Karen-
Just call me Raymond. A Knitting Savant, you say? I don't find that inflammatory, denigrating or derogatory, although it does imply that I have a certain lack of social skills. I'm not sure the comparison really holds true, though. For instance, I may know how many yards are in a skein of Trekking XXL sock yarn (459 yds, by the way), but if I were to drop all of my double-pointed needles on the floor, I would have no idea how many there were. I suppose I did take to knitting like a duck takes to water (who came up with that saying, anyway?), but I still hold that it is an acquired skill that anyone can learn - not an inherent talent. I just happen to have a very high interest in it, which leads me to keep trying new techniques - whereas the average casual knitter may simply never reach that level of obsession.
Now, I do have something to say about this whole Mike & Mike thing. I'm not opposed to watching or listening to them - it's just that I would be hopelessly lost since I don't follow enough sports to know what they are talking about...unless, however, they are actually light on sports conversation and have a liberal sprinkling of other random topics. But your comment that it wouldn't kill me to watch, because you watch me knit...well...I think you're comparing apples to oranges. Let me explain.
A more accurate comparison would be "it wouldn't kill you to watch a football game...after all, I watch you knit." Implying that I should watch Mike & Mike because you watch me knit would be like me telling you that you should listen to Brenda Dayne because I like college basketball. Listening to commentators implies that you have at least a basic knowledge of what they are talking about. Since I really only follow college basketball, I'm not sure how much pleasure I would derive from Mike & Mike.
Thoughts?
Love,
Julie
Just call me Raymond. A Knitting Savant, you say? I don't find that inflammatory, denigrating or derogatory, although it does imply that I have a certain lack of social skills. I'm not sure the comparison really holds true, though. For instance, I may know how many yards are in a skein of Trekking XXL sock yarn (459 yds, by the way), but if I were to drop all of my double-pointed needles on the floor, I would have no idea how many there were. I suppose I did take to knitting like a duck takes to water (who came up with that saying, anyway?), but I still hold that it is an acquired skill that anyone can learn - not an inherent talent. I just happen to have a very high interest in it, which leads me to keep trying new techniques - whereas the average casual knitter may simply never reach that level of obsession.
Now, I do have something to say about this whole Mike & Mike thing. I'm not opposed to watching or listening to them - it's just that I would be hopelessly lost since I don't follow enough sports to know what they are talking about...unless, however, they are actually light on sports conversation and have a liberal sprinkling of other random topics. But your comment that it wouldn't kill me to watch, because you watch me knit...well...I think you're comparing apples to oranges. Let me explain.
A more accurate comparison would be "it wouldn't kill you to watch a football game...after all, I watch you knit." Implying that I should watch Mike & Mike because you watch me knit would be like me telling you that you should listen to Brenda Dayne because I like college basketball. Listening to commentators implies that you have at least a basic knowledge of what they are talking about. Since I really only follow college basketball, I'm not sure how much pleasure I would derive from Mike & Mike.
Thoughts?
Love,
Julie
Mrs. Einstein, SoaP, Manicures, Interventions & ESPN
Dear Julie,
I can't believe you started out our correspondence with Albert Einstein. Talk about setting a high bar. Especially after my mental highlight from yesterday was watching the very bad, but aptly-named movie, Snakes on a Plane movie starring the talented Samuel L. Jackson. Anyway...I agree with your closing thought. I would have liked Mrs. Einstein, too. But honestly, don't you wonder if she truly loved Albert? Do you really think she would have let him leave the house with that hair if she truly loved him? I'm thinking she might have had some passive-agressive thing goin' on. "Albert, E might well equal MC(squared), but would you just empty the trash already?"
I went for a manicure last week. At a professional salon and everything. And I was immediately reminded why I do my own manicure. The polish job was simply dreadful. It looked like a crack-head with the shakes did my nails. So what was my response? Why, I paid the bill -- including a tip -- of course, and then went home that evening and re-did the polish myself. Why did I do that? Why didn't I walk up to the salon manager, hold up my grotesquely-polished nails and give her that you've-gotta-be-kiddin-me look? (Excuse me while i got beat myself up for being so spineless.) So...morale of the story: if you want something done right, just do it yourself. Unless it's cooking-related. Then by all means, outsource.
I described you yesterday as a Knitting Savant. Is that imflammatory, denigrating, or derogatory in any way? I hope not. You know I have high regard for your knitting prowess. (But if, on my next visit, I see a herd of naked sheep grazing peacefully in your backyard, I will be forced to do an intervention and you know it will be filmed and aired on that new reality Intervention show on A&E -- which I am delighted to report I have not added to my roster of must-see reality shows.)
I know this holds no interest for you, but Mike & Mike in the Morning moved into their new studio on ESPN Radio/ESPN2 this morning. It's so weird not to see them in a cramped space with cardboard cutouts & various knick-knacks strewn about the studio. You know that I wake up with them every morning. I think you would like them if you would only try them (a la Green Eggs & Ham). It wouldn't kill you to watch them just once, would it? After all, I watch you knit.
Have a good day, Chicken.
Love you.
Karen
P.S. - I did not dream about snakes OR planes last night.
I can't believe you started out our correspondence with Albert Einstein. Talk about setting a high bar. Especially after my mental highlight from yesterday was watching the very bad, but aptly-named movie, Snakes on a Plane movie starring the talented Samuel L. Jackson. Anyway...I agree with your closing thought. I would have liked Mrs. Einstein, too. But honestly, don't you wonder if she truly loved Albert? Do you really think she would have let him leave the house with that hair if she truly loved him? I'm thinking she might have had some passive-agressive thing goin' on. "Albert, E might well equal MC(squared), but would you just empty the trash already?"
I went for a manicure last week. At a professional salon and everything. And I was immediately reminded why I do my own manicure. The polish job was simply dreadful. It looked like a crack-head with the shakes did my nails. So what was my response? Why, I paid the bill -- including a tip -- of course, and then went home that evening and re-did the polish myself. Why did I do that? Why didn't I walk up to the salon manager, hold up my grotesquely-polished nails and give her that you've-gotta-be-kiddin-me look? (Excuse me while i got beat myself up for being so spineless.) So...morale of the story: if you want something done right, just do it yourself. Unless it's cooking-related. Then by all means, outsource.
I described you yesterday as a Knitting Savant. Is that imflammatory, denigrating, or derogatory in any way? I hope not. You know I have high regard for your knitting prowess. (But if, on my next visit, I see a herd of naked sheep grazing peacefully in your backyard, I will be forced to do an intervention and you know it will be filmed and aired on that new reality Intervention show on A&E -- which I am delighted to report I have not added to my roster of must-see reality shows.)
I know this holds no interest for you, but Mike & Mike in the Morning moved into their new studio on ESPN Radio/ESPN2 this morning. It's so weird not to see them in a cramped space with cardboard cutouts & various knick-knacks strewn about the studio. You know that I wake up with them every morning. I think you would like them if you would only try them (a la Green Eggs & Ham). It wouldn't kill you to watch them just once, would it? After all, I watch you knit.
Have a good day, Chicken.
Love you.
Karen
P.S. - I did not dream about snakes OR planes last night.
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