"Antiheroine Skin Rule: In a Horny Teen-ager Movie, the 'bad girl' who is the object of the hero's desire will always expose more flesh than the girl whom he ends up with at the end of the film, despite equal sexual activity. If the 'good girl' is shown topless in a love scene, it must be accompanied by slow music. In a Dead Teenager Movie, the girl who exposes the least skin is inevitably the only survivor."
I just discovered the World Passport podcast at ethnomusic.podmatic.com, which has tons of cool Calypso, Kompa, Highlife, jazz, and Kinshasha guitar music for your delectation and delight. I've been listening to "J'Ouvert Morning Calypso"—classic old-school Calypso—all morning, which is coaxing me out of my first-cold-of-the-winter funk. "Suck Me Soucouyant," indeed.
I've written before about my immense regard for Garry Trudeau's The Sandbox milblog. Today, Owen Powell (aka SGT Roy Batty) posts about his experiences in DC promoting the book Dunesbury.com's The Sandbox, visiting the Pentagon, the Vietnam memorial, and Walter Reed Hospital.