Notice how the following statements differ in meaning. This has bothered me.
” When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live in such a
manner that when you die the, the world cries and you rejoice.”
“Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back,
you’ll enjoy it a second time.”
Internet Service to Put Classic TV on Home Computer “Warner Brothers is preparing a major new Internet service that will let fans watch full episodes from more than 100 old television series. The service, called In2TV, will be free, supported by advertising, and will start early next year. More than 4,800 episodes will be made available online in the first year.”
Whoah. Google analytics. Google will get everyone to use their software to track each and every hit to their site and then they’ll use this information to perfect their adwords program as well as pagerank, I imagine. I think pagerank will be the prime beneficiary, but there will be tons of use for this.
Simply paste the Google Analytics tracking code into each of your website pages and tracking begins immediately. No purchase process. No need to download anything. If you don’t edit your own site, your webmaster, designer, or hosting provider can probably do it for you in under five minutes.
It’s really that simple.
Props to Waxy for their usual freshness.
Let Paris Hilton hypnotize you with her practiced smile. Mesmerizing.
Good online soul / R&B station. Soulful Classics. “Hey my brother, can I borrow a copy of your “Hey Soul Classics”? No, my brother, you must buy your own.”
Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0 “You scored as Batman, the Dark Knight. As the Dark Knight of Gotham, Batman is a vigilante who deals out his own brand of justice to the criminals and corrupt of the city. He follows his own code and is often misunderstood. He has few friends or allies, but finds comfort in his cause.” Je suis Batman.
Take a stand on important issues. There’s no middle ground.
Try World of Warcraft free for ten days It’s been difficult to keep myself from reopening my account. I just keep thinking about all the fun I used to have with my friends chasing down level thirty newbs with our mounts to pwn them. When I quit, my warlock alter-ego, Sivori, was level 43. One of my favorite tactics was to have my succubus run up and seduce the opponent with a kiss so they would be mesmerized. Then I’d dump some high damage spells on them and fear them a couple times so that they ran off uncontrollably. Ah, memories. By now all the people I played with have advanced to 60 if they’re still playing, that is. It’s crack though. I must stay away.
iWorkWithFools Rant about stupid coworkers. “She could get an Academy Award for her performance as a tired yet plucky single mom, struggling against all odds to be the best darn homemaker and mother she can. But listen closely to the personal calls; the content revolves around her soliciting free childcare for the night/weekend so she can devote attention to the pursuit of happiness (hers) and the boyfriend du jour.”
Whimsical mouse taxidermy. Yeah. I like the mouse version of the martyrdom of Saint Sebastien.
Upside down Christmas trees. Stupidest Holiday Fad Ever. Hell, let’s just turn everything upside down.
George R.R. Martin’s A Feast for Crows is now on sale after a long wait. Amazon’s got it for $18.48. Dang. I need to read this. Is Santa Claus listening?
On a related note: Caught with my book pants down
I’ve been reading a lot lately, although I should probably be doing a lot of the things on my to-do list.
Deliverance 
This is the 1970’s answer to Fight Club. Modern man in a search for meaning, what’s real and vital. The desire for meaning and the brutal force of the reality they find. The book is so real it makes you wonder if James Dickey had the experiences described in the book. The book is fast-paced and full of action and violence, and of course, the whole backwoods sodomy thing the movie is well-known for. I’d be curious to hear thoughts from a female reader.
Blind Assassin I gave this four stars too. Margaret Atwood makes me ache. She is able to reach inside and touch that quiet center we all have. Her metaphors are delicious and the depth of the story is meticulous. It’s one of those time machine books where you travel into the story. It did leave me feeling wistful and sad, but not in a bad way. More like a lingering sigh.
Day of the Locust This book is depressing. It’s the literary equivalent of watching a “Cops” marathon. It’s got a gritty all-too-real thing going, but after a while you want to go home and take a shower so you can forget about all the cockfighting (literally), midgets, and human misery.
Neuromancer 
This could have been written yesterday and it stands up amazingly well for 1981. For a book about the future it’s remarkably relevant despite the obsolete references to “RAM”, dot matrix printers, etc. A great story, very Phillip K. Dick in so many ways, despite it’s more pronounced techno-fetishism.
