the life and times of kit

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

From the Sports Guy

(This pretty much sums up my train of thought as I watched The Gauntlet last night. Except for the part about AC Slater. I think that's just a gratuitous SBTB mention.)

Q: For most of my life, the greatest athlete I had ever seen was A.C. Slater, but now I am pretty positive it is Alton Williams from the "The Gauntlet." Have you seen him? When I watch, I feel like an 8-year-old thinking Magic Johnson can do anything again. If Alton ends up losing somehow, I won't have anything to believe in anymore.-- Shaun Tygart, Salem, Ore.

SG: Quite simply, Alton is lifting us all to a higher place. There's nothing much more to say. He's the modern-day Jim Thorpe. Other than host T.J. Lavin saying the sentence, "That was a very challenging challenge," Alton's heroics have been the highlight of the season so far.
But here's my question: Why hasn't some name nonfiction writer spent a season with all of these MTV crazy people for a sweeping opus about celebrity and fame in the 21st century? I mean, this is a cottage industry at this point -- you have all of these unemployed rejects making enough money to survive in Los Angeles, partying all of the time, being treated like real celebs, hooking up with one another and getting into various forms of trouble. And that's basically their life. It's a life in which it's totally OK to scream at another person, throw that person's suitcase of clothes in a swimming pool, go dancing six nights a week and compete in challenges when you're wearing a thong and transferring body paint by rubbing it from your body onto someone else's body. Am I the only one who finds this interesting? What are their goals? What do their families think? How did they get to this point? At what age does someone like Mark (who's legitimately in his mid-30s) say to himself, "Maybe I should think about doing something else?" Do they keep coming on these shows because they like being quasicelebrities, or because they can't think of anything else to do for a living? Don't we need someone like Malcolm Gladwell to make sense of everything here?

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

In Case You Were Wondering

I haven't abandoned this blog completely. Only partially.

The truth is, even without much of a job, it's hard to keep up with three blogs. Lately, most of my effort is going to the food blog, and that's probably how it's going to stay, at least for a while.

I'm sorry if I'm disappointing any of the five of you...

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Timewasters for the Self-Involved

The perfect game for narcissists: the My Heritage facial recognition web site. Upload a photo of yourself, and the software analyzes your facial structure, comparing it to the facial structures of thousands of celebrities.

Self-involved as I am, I tried two different pictures of me. Apparently I either look most like Julia Roberts, or like Mariah Carey (and I don't look anything like either). The only person who showed up during both tries was Janet Leigh (though Chelsea Clinton popped up in one, and Hillary in the other. Neither comforted me.)

Cooper is, apparently, a little more androgynous. I ran two pictures of him, as well, cropped from the same larger photographs as the two pics of me. The first photo, the older one, matched him to Patrick Stewart and Hilary Swank. I suppose she's sort of manly looking. Patrick Stewart showed up in his second photo scan, too...so did Gene Hackman. And Kirsten Dunst. Of course.

I could spend hours with this.