tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168122842024-03-07T02:39:56.820-05:00What Michael ThinksIllustrated entirely with Microsoft Paint. Old school, baby!Michael Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02519590596691204497noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16812284.post-30597005904616471202009-07-22T09:12:00.005-04:002009-07-22T10:34:42.983-04:00You Oughta Listen to My Best of the AughtsAs the decade draws to a close, this music lover’s fancy turns to thoughts of best-of lists. Forgive me if I’m jumping the gun, but I just can’t imagine anything coming out in the next five months that will displace any of these from my Top 20 of the 2000s…20. “I Turn My Camera On” by Spoon (2005) — Spoon’s exquisite, precious, tortured minimalism can wear thin sometimes. But this has got to be Michael Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02519590596691204497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16812284.post-68676100682055455482008-07-17T10:50:00.006-04:002008-07-17T14:22:13.531-04:00Things That Make Me Feel Old Having turned 33 recently, I’m constantly reminded of a line from the Pretenders’ “Middle of the Road” — I’m not the cat I used to be / I got a kid, I’m 33 baby!When I was nine, that lyric struck me like a transmission from Mars, a confession from some alien world I would never know or understand. Today, of course, I totally relate. Which got me thinking about all the other things that I think Michael Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02519590596691204497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16812284.post-71467717798749916082008-04-04T14:29:00.005-04:002011-08-06T11:31:28.439-04:00In Which I Predict the Demise of Pop Culture in the Year 2395 Like a snake eating its own tail, pop culture feeds on itself. Until recently, this has been a good thing — it’s a natural recycling or mulching process that nourishes the soil in which our beloved pop grows. One obvious example is The Simpsons, which has generated almost 400 episodes’ worth of amazing material by satirizing just about every movie, book and work of music from the past 50 years. Michael Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02519590596691204497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16812284.post-1161801714162862612006-10-25T14:32:00.000-04:002006-10-25T14:41:54.176-04:00The world's greatest candy bar My sitemeter just e-mailed to tell me that I am still getting an average of two visits a month to this blog!!! Noble visitors, whoever you may be, I owe it to you to post something more than once every six months. So here, for your delight and amusement, I present ... the best candy bar.I asked Google, "What is the world’s greatest candy bar?"Google’s answer (try it yourself) was the Take 5 Michael Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02519590596691204497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16812284.post-1127745262840629852005-09-26T10:20:00.001-04:002008-07-17T11:18:06.426-04:00Regarding HenryWatching a preview for the upcoming Al Pacino movie Two for the Road last night, it dawned on me that we need a version of the television term "jump the shark" just for actors. Pacino once made classics like The Godfather, Serpico, Dog Day Afternoon, and Scarface. Now he churns out crap like Gigli, The Recruit, S1m0ne and The Devil's Advocate. We need a term for a turnabout of such monumental Michael Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02519590596691204497noreply@blogger.com0