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The Motherhood Of All Flops

Uma Thurman's new film "Motherhood" has epically flopped at the U.K. box office: The film only made $132 in its opening weekend.

Thurman plays a stressed mom who struggles to balance parenting and her career in the new movie, which only took in $60,000 in the United States when it opened last year.

But the response to the film was even worse in Britain, where only one person went to watch the movie on March 7, and the film only garnered an embarrassing $132 during the whole weekend.

Errr. Wow.

Adventures in Obsolescence

Speaking of iPods and obsolescence ...

I was browsing around the iPod store last week, just to see what today's iPods look like. I found a few little Nano-style iPods, and a couple Touch-style iPods (a.k.a. an iPhone without the phone), and a single "iPod Classic", which looks like the basic, standard, hard-drive-based iPod. But, there's only one size for the Classic: 160GB. Yipes! In Apple's math, that's enough to hold 40,000 songs. In my math, that's enough to hold more than twice the number of songs that my wife and I have in our combined library.

And I thought my 30GB iPod was too big...

Red Oak

Something magical recently happened: Red Oak is now available in bottles.

Red Oak, for those of you who don't live in North Carolina is a fantastic amber ale - unfiltered, and unpasteurized. And up until very recently, it was only available in kegs, no bottles; so you could only get it in (some) bars. And I've never seen it outside NC. But, somehow, even though the Red Oak website makes no mention of it, 12-packs have started appearing in local stores.

This is only slightly less exciting than finding Zweigle's hots in the supermarket.

Culture that makes you feel old?

The AV Club has a post which asks the question What pop-culture event made you feel old?

Just last night, Mrs. Cleek and I were watching TV when a little blurb about the upcoming Sports Illustrated calendar came on. While the lithe young things were wriggling around in their barely-anything bathing suits, I had an epiphany: those girls were born when my wife and I were still in college. Or, even worse: when we were that age, which really doesn't feel like all that long ago, some of those girls hadn't been born. Yet there they were, swinging their sexy bits around.

You?