Wes Phillips

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Wes Phillips  |  Jan 25, 2008  |  0 comments
Huckleberry likes to sleep just above my keyboard. That part's cool, but when he wakes up, he'll decide to play swat the fingers until I give chase.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 25, 2008  |  1 comments
In her kittenage, before we adopted her, Bagheera was a deli cat. I don't want to psychoanalyze an animal with a brain the size of a walnut, but Bagheera loves cardboard boxes. She will lie on them for hours—unless we do something silly like pet her or notice her. Then she'll go sulk in the corner.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 24, 2008  |  2 comments
I feel a bit remiss about not commenting on Bobby Fischer's passing. As a bookish chess-obssessed kid, I lived for his Boy's Life chess column and, during the "Match of the Century," I was hitchhiking to and from Iowa and the Spassky/Fischer battle of wits was always a safe topic of conversation. (1972 was ground zero for the mainstream born again movement and it seemed like half the people that picked me up wanted a conversion in exchange for the ride. Thank goodness for chess!)
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 24, 2008  |  0 comments
I'd pay cash money to know how "Some stupid with a flare gun" translates into Japanese.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 23, 2008  |  0 comments
John Atkinson sent along this Jay Rosen article about why "the media" gets stuff like primaries so wrong.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 22, 2008  |  3 comments
Who knows? This might be good.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 22, 2008  |  0 comments
Lawrence Lanaham goes to Baltimore, Maryland, as well as Bodymore, Murdaland to discover if David Simon's dyspeptic portrait of newspapers in crisis in this season's The Wire is realistic.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 18, 2008  |  0 comments
"What's the problem? It's warm and out of the way—I could do this for hours!"
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 18, 2008  |  0 comments
On my travel day to Vegas, I awoke at 3am and flew six hours to the desert city. When I checked into my hotel, I stripped off my outerwear and napped.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 17, 2008  |  1 comments
For many years one of my most beloved guilty pleasures has been reading George MacDonald Frasier's books. Not just the Flashman Papers, which I have found delightful and from which I have learned a lot of 19th century history, but also his McAusland novels, his Mr. American,his spirited adventure novel Candlemass Road (which, at a taut 181 pages, is one of the finest examples of economical action writing ever), and his masterful history of the Scottish boarder wars, The Steel Bonnets.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 15, 2008  |  0 comments
In yesterday's philippic about CES's petty annoyances, I said that I continue to be a recidivist in spite of them. The reason? Pretty much that the high-end portion of the industry remains a fascinating, personal, and essentially civilized place.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 14, 2008  |  2 comments
It must be the week after the Consumer Electronics Show: I'm all written out on consumer electronics, my feet hurt, and I have a cold. All three happen every year.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 07, 2008  |  0 comments
Why off to CES2008, of course. Check out Stereophile's coverage at our Show blog.
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 04, 2008  |  1 comments
Sometimes, Huckleberry simply has to take the high ground and brood. Well, it looks like brooding, but he's not deep, that cat. He's probably thinking How did I get here? How do I get down? What was that middle thing again?
Wes Phillips  |  Jan 04, 2008  |  0 comments
Our least trusting cat has inexplicably determined that her favorite perch in the house is on the heavily trafficked threshold between the kitchen and living room. She's training us to step lightly—and as far to the other side as possible.