I knew I wasn’t going to like her (with my personal Turn-Ons being “smart chicks,” and my Turn-Offs being “hockey, bad hair, and people who don’t believe global warming has any human cause“), but I was still a little stunned by the sarcastic nastiness of statements like, “I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a ‘community organizer’ — except that you have actual responsibilities.”  Wow.  Dissing Obama for working on antipoverty programs.  This chick is a dick.

(One of my previous entries — about an enormous camera lens I had for a short time — is called “Lens P*rn” — only with an “o” where the “*” is. As a result, when my dad tries to click that link from work, he gets a pop-up warning him that he could be fired if he tries to read it from the office.)

I was looking at new speakers a few weeks ago, and was totally digging the text that they put in the promotional brochures. You have to love content like this in a catalog:

A 76-mm Bifilar 8-layer high-temperature aluminum voice coil… Wound on a hi-temperature Apical™ former in an oversize 8-layer bifilar configuration. Provides greater stability and support during extended cone excursion.

What the hell does that mean? I’ve no idea — but it sounds like something I need, just like the “next-generation mineral-filled co-polymer polypropylene cones with RCR™ resonance control ribs.” Mmmm… ribs.

AEJ and I have been watching the 80’s nighttime soap, “Dynasty.” That show is a hoot, not just for the shoulder pads, but for the fantastically trashy 80’s soap aspect of it all. You’ve gotta love unbelievable plot twists.  One favorite: Fallon isn’t Blake’s daughter?!  OMG!  Another favorite: The time the main female character, played by Tina Fey, said, “I’m not covering up for a secret pregnancy of my unwed teenage daughter by claiming her baby is my own — and I’ll prove it!  By revealing that baby Trig (great soap name!), born in April, can’t be my daughter’s baby… because my unwed teenage daughter is 5 months pregnant right now!” Dun dun dunnnnnnnn…. I swear, those writers were brilliant.

I thought it was a great convention this week.  Obama’s speech was strong, but to me, it wasn’t quite the emotional rocking that he delivered at the 2004 convention. The one moment that made me kind of chuckle and think, “really? He went there? Do the majority of his supporters even get that reference?” was the line about eight years being enough of a Republican administration — by saying “Eight is Enough.” One of the funniest blogs I know, Tremble, summed it up perfectly.

Our new sofa was delivered this morning, and it’s pretty sweet. The upholstery is made of recycled plastic soda bottles! It’s the second biggest sofa I’ve ever seen. (We didn’t quite have the space to match the 15′ monster in Elvis’s house, but this one is close.) I’ll post pictures soon…