Gripped by a stunning nostalia for the late 80s/early 90s punk era, although punk and I didn’t meet until the later 90s, I spent a whopping $6 on iTunes tonight buying several Jawbreaker songs off their ETC album. It could have something to do with the fact that it’s 3a, but dang, Shirt is ridiculous, and Boxcar’s a classic.
January, 2006 Monthly archive
Google isn’t releasing any info to the government, says Wired.
That’s cool.
The smarties at Lifehacker have just reported on the latest feature in iTunes: video sharing. But what’s cooler, in my opinion, are the iTunes video podcast tutorials. Right now I’m watching Photoshop TV, which puts out weekly episodes. There’s also DV Gear Talk and Digital Bootcamp, and hundreds of additional topics, for those of you with interests other than digital media.
In other non-AV techie news, I just got a stat report of my site traffic which included the best Google search term ever that’s led to my blog: “we will be doing a full mouth extraction and making a denture for you said dentist I cried”
I think it would be unfair not to mention Jill Carroll, whose detention many people think is a hopeless case, because it’s not hopeless yet and I think it’s the obligation of people with any shred of faith, not just those of us who share her religion, to pray about this situation, and others, as they arise. I can’t believe it’s Thursday already. The Monitor’s press conference I thought was professional and informative.
What: Human Rights Watch International Film Festival is stopping in Boston. You can see lots of films!
When: 19-28 January
Where: Coolidge Corner Cinema, the MFA, Peabody Essex Museum
Public urination must be incorporated, which isn’t hard, since I tend to hang out soberly with mildly inebriated musicians on a regular basis…
Tuesday, post-Burren
I can’t feel my feet
and out back, our bartender
friend corners a wall,
peeing. You’ve had
way too much to drink tonight
so you’re loving me
loving me loving
me with arms around my waist
and a voice like a
toddler in the night.
There’s a British chill to the
evening that makes me
want to hug you back,
which is why I do. Also
you need me and I
know that you need me
& I love that you need me
because everyone
needs needing, really,
especially in winter.
For this and other
reasons I refuse
to join you watching hours
burn their embers back
from a foggy black
to a grey-white dawn, with tired
people singing the
same song. I only trust
the straight line that I walk down
is for both of us.
Josh is here for his annual visit. He is the funnest little brother I’ve ever had. We rage. We also dance around the room singing MJB and Ashlee Simpson songs in front of the video camera, which is several kinds of awesome.
