What Anousheh Ansari did on her summer vacation


Mad props to Anousheh Ansari from nearby (to me at least) Plano, Texas, for her reportedly $20 million vacation trip to the International Space Station. The 40-year-old Texas entrepreneur may be checking things out where you are as we speak.

Ansari, whose family created the Ansari X-Prize for private space flight, blasted off in a Soyuz spacecraft last night from Kazakhstan. Just going to Kazakhstan would be an adventure for me. Why hell, just pronouncing Kazakhstan correctly would for me be a major accomplishment.

Ansari won’t stay at the Space Station but will instead zip back to Earth with the astro-cosmo-nauts who are returning from their tour of duty in the ISS.

EFD wishes Ansari a safe trip and just a tip: Don’t drink the water. I don’t know that the water is bad up there, but that’s what you tell someone when they go on an exotic trip. Unfortunately, there may be no beer up there in the ISS to drink instead of water, which is what you drink when you shouldn’t drink the water. Maybe she should just ask for a nice glass of Tang.

Rathergood new works


It has been awhile since I looked at any of Joel Veitch’s wacky world via his hilarious and clever Web site rathergood.com. I received his latest and “13th ever” newsletter from rathergood.com and his band 7 Seconds of Love. There I found he has a few new pieces of hilarity including his Quiznos “We Love the Subs” ad as well as his video “Let’s Get Wasted.” The latter was made, says Veitch, after a friend told Luxus Lager that if they would give them “hundreds of beers” they would film themselves drinking those brews.

Veitch, an English “computer animator, animated commercials director and singer/songwriter,” has developed a cult following with rathergood.com since it came online in 2000. It was only last year that I first stumbled onto his work when I found the spellbinding “Independent Woman,” in which some Bohemian kitties get down to Elbow’s odd but catchy tune. The little calico on the xylophone is bitchin’ dude.

If you’ve never heard and seen Veitch’s creation, check them out, they’re out there.

Another memory to bite the dust


The U.S. Naval Reserve Center in Orange, Texas, will close in September 2008 as part of the most recent Base Realignment and Closure rounds. U.S. Rep. Kevin Brady, R-The Woodlands, Texas, said he wished the center could be closed sooner to expedite transfer of the property for economic development in the Southeast Texas city bordering Louisiana.

“We would like to see the transfer of Orange Navy Reserve Center property occur tomorrow, but considering that some bases are still waiting for transfers a decade after they were officially closed, this is a pretty speedy timetable,” Brady said in a press release.

While you will get no argument from me that Orange needs some development, it is kind of sad to sounds taps for a facility with such a long history.

The Navy first established an Orange facility in 1940, according to the “Handbook of Texas Online.” A Navy base was set up there to oversee ship construction. Shipbuilding firms in Orange eventually turned out more than 300 ships during World War II. The first ship launched there was the destroyer U.S.S. Aulick (shown above), according to the Texas handbook.

After the war, the base on the Texas side of the Sabine River, became home to one of the Navy’s inactive ship facilities or so-called “mothball fleet.” Almost 200 ships over time at the Orange base were scrapped, turned into razor blades, or sold to foreign nations such as Turkey and Mexico.

The first Navy vessels I remember seeing were at the Orange base. That may have even, at least subconsciously, led to my enlisting in the Navy. Growing up in the sticks to the north of Orange, I recall riding by the Navy facility with my dad in the late 1960s and seeing genuine pieces of naval history including old four-stacker destroyers (destroyers with four smokestacks for non-squids.) When I used to sneak in underage at the clubs across the river in Vinton, La., such as the Texas Pelican Club, I would see Mexican sailors in their white uniforms enjoying liberty from what would be their ships being readied at the base.

Once a friend and I were about to drive home from the Pelican and this friend offered a couple of Mexican sailors a ride back to Orange. They spoke little English and we spoke no Espanol, but we managed to communicate. They seemed to be having a great time on the ride back, singing songs like “Cielito Lindo.” (“Ay, ay, ay, ay,/
Canta y no llores?/Porque cantando se alegran,/Cielito lindo, los corazones.”)

Eventually the ships were all gone but the base remained as a naval reserve facility. Some Mexican Navy ships were still making port calls in the late 1990s there when I worked for awhile in Orange.

These days, the concept of a Navy reserve station serving only local reservists is long past. Some reservists may fly from across the country for their weekend duties (if they aren’t on active duty because of the war). So no reason really exists for the military to maintain a Navy base in Orange. I only hope that the folks in Orange will do something meaningful to acknowledge and honor the Navy’s presence and one-time prominence there such as getting the Orange-manufactured tin can the U.S.S. Orleck back into ship shape. Call me a sentimental fool, or call me to dinner.

Come on in and have a seat


Katie Couric sitting down, thankfully, in a helicopter. (Photo: CBS/Nicolla Hewitt)

Katie Couric continues to tweak her evening newscast at CBS. Yesterday, she sat on the edge of her desk while introducing a concluding light piece on longtime Penn State coach Joe Paterno.

Now I have to admit that I rather like Katie sitting on the edge of her desk although I wish she had been wearing a skirt rather than pants. Sorry, she does have some pretty awesome legs.

But I am just a bit concerned as to how this pose challenges the seriousness that an anchor has to convey. As I have written before I am a bit hopeful that Katie will grow into the necessary gravitas for the job. Since her desk-sitting was for a final, light-hearted story for the day, perhaps it was appropriate. I don’t know. I’m not a TV critic, nor do I play one on TV. I guess if the majority of the viewers think it is good for Katie to sit on the edge of her desk, then I say by all means she should go for it.

Jeez, it really sucks getting old.

Rock on Ann


The big news across Texas today is the death of former Gov. Ann Richards at the age of 73. It could be said that she was the first woman governor of Texas to be elected without having to share what little power a Texas governor has with her husband. I refer not to Ann being a divorcee but rather than the “two-for-the-price-of-one” governance by Ma and Pa Ferguson who ruled the state during the first two decades of the 20th century.

Ann was one of those characters who could not have been invented if she didn’t exist. Her folksy Texas twang was unique among all of us Texans who, outsiders claim, speak funny. Her voice and persona could not have been cloned, just as there will never be another from-the-heavens voice as that of another Texas woman who was a political trailblazer — Barbara Jordan. Ann was like your mother if your mom had been a rock star.

Only once did I interview Ann. It was during her re-election campaign and she had stopped on a bus tour of East Texas to tour our local jail. I was invited to finish the bus tour which would go on to a neighboring city but for some reason I had to decline. That is a pity because one does not often have the opportunity to share space for a little while with such an extraordinary figure.

Thanks for everything Ann. Rock on.