Friday, February 29, 2008
Posted by Mike Riley at 2:17 AM
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Posted by Mike Riley at 5:03 AM
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It's been a slow week in Lake Wobegon, Minnesota, my home town...no, sorry, that's Garrison Keilor's shtick. My hometown is actually Buffalo, NY [very close to a lake, if that counts], and I currently live in the nearby city of Niagara Falls, NY. But it has been a slow week here, too. Life has left me a lot to think about, and a lot of time to think.
The big thing on the thought plate just now is the condition of a five-year-old girl. Her name is not important. She was like any five-year-old, calling herself "Princess", imagining what life as a grown-up might be like, yelling "Amen" the loudest at the end of the Children's Prayer during our church service. Things changed about a week-and-a-half ago. She'd been suffering from some kind of flu, or lung infection; you know, the kind of thing that goes around this time of year. Kids get them all the time, and after a few days in bed, they're O.K. In the case of the little Princess, however, something bad happened. Her mother found her unconscious on the floor of the family playroom. She had no idea how long she hadn't been breathing. The little girl was rushed to the hospital. At the moment, she's in Women and Children's Hospital, a very highly-rated hospital in Buffalo. She's awake, but in a hazy half-world where she's not sure of who people are, even her parents, her grandmother, or her brothers and sisters. The little girl is on a therapy floor. The doctors in charge of her case think she'll have to re-learn most of the things she had learned before now. They believe that she's suffered brain damage, possibly permanent.
The Woman I Love is, well, puzzled with God just now. How can a loving Creator allow this to happen? [Not that Your Host has any answers: my questions are running around the same themes]
I wish I could come up with some cute observations about Modern Life. After all, we're proud to be part of the EntreCard "Humor" section. Maybe later this week, or next. Right now, I'm just a little down about the whole thing. I hope you'll understand. If you believe in the power of prayer, could you please address a few her way? Those of us who love her will appreciate it...
P.S.: For some reason, k.d. lang's "Hallelujah" seemed to be an appropriate choice for "Video Of The Week" [see below]. Hope it makes sense to you as well - MR
Friday, February 22, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Posted by Mike Riley at 2:47 AM
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Posted by Mike Riley at 2:19 AM
Sunday, February 10, 2008
This post begins with a confession: there were things I did as a younger man that I no longer do, and feel no desire to ever do again. In this case, I'm referring to writing well-researched essays [footnotes included]. I did a goodly amount of it in high school and college and, while I feel I got reasonably good at it, I don't feel the need to do any more. I still enjoy writing, of course; otherwise this space would be held down by someone else, one Potiphar Breen, possibly [or maybe not; in an alternate universe, the blog "AFTER MIDNIGHT" is devoted to endless reviews of the old Eric Clapton song of the same name].
There is a point to all this nonsense; sometimes it's easy to write the beginning of an entry, other times, the middle or end. This time, the beginning is going nowhere FAST. So, let's move on to the middle. All you really need to remember from that convoluted beginning is: I don't want to work hard on these little items [Do you?]
O.K. It's Senior Thesis/Major Paper season in Universities around the world. I'm going to throw out an essay topic, free of charge. It occured to me recently, while waiting for a bus. ANYONE IS FREE TO USE THIS, WITHOUT CHARGE OR FURTHER OBLIGATION [I would ask for a copy; if you do decide to use this, e-mail me and I'll send you my address]. Basically, the proliferation of what is known as "Web 2.0" had to come from some model. I suggest that the model was Hollywood. From its earliest days, Hollywood owned the product. It created it, promoted it, and sold it, hopefully [from its perspective, anyway] for a profit. Then, beginning in the 1950's, studios became little more than distributors. They marketed movies made by small companies, again, hopefully, at a profit. Nowadays, it's rare to find a movie conceived, produced, and marketed by one of the traditional "major" studios. Now, compare this to the Internet. The major ISP's were in the business of creating an all-inclusive environment for their users [think AOL]. Then, they began marketing products and services created by others [think Google]. I'm sure there's more on both the "Yeah, he's on to something", and the "Oh, Lord, he's NUTS!" side of this debate. But that's where research, and the process sometimes called "creative interpretation" and sometimes "bullshitting" come in. I'm honestly curious what my fellow denisens of the Blogosphere think of all this. Even if you're not writing for a grade, leave me a comment and let me know what you think.
Finally, regular readers of these posts have noticed a sign in the right-hand margin, showing support for writers of TV and movies in their strike with production companies. As this goes to the electronic world, there is word of a tentative settlement. As soon as the strike is declared over, the sign will be removed. I, for one, am hoping we will be rid of it shortly. I want more new episodes of "House", and I want them NOW...
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Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Posted by Mike Riley at 1:50 AM
Friday, February 1, 2008
Posted by Mike Riley at 6:17 AM