biking hazard

the fascist pig is being investigated. investigated schmestigated. fire the asshole and plaster his face around the city! tarred and feathered! drawn and quartered!

update: the cop's name is Patrick Pogan and his badge and gun have been taken away from him. but he can still push cyclists anytime with his beautiful sexy hands. and what about his partner? they both arrested the victim who was allegedly 'blocking traffic' and 'assaulting a police officer'.

we demand that Hizzoner Mayor Bloomberg run this sorry excuse for a cop out of the Big Apple!

about time!

why did the Internet wait to be born till after i finished college?

and why did my college install airconditioners in the classrooms after i left, for that matter?

@#&&!$%@%@$!!!!

broken blogger

does this text look smaller?

old school

welcome back, time bandit. this office is now is majority old school (emphasis on "old").


oh, wait, your former employers seem to be headed this way. they're packing serious heat.

sing

there's nothing like hearing your stroke-disabled father, singing Nat King Cole's Mona Lisa, from what remains of his memory, live over a faulty internet line, from over 10,000 miles away.

i feel the crush in my mother's heart as she bravely encourages him to sing.

and i feel happy that he does get through the song.



here's the one song i always felt i could sing to him, although the lyrics may not always apply, and i definitely would not be able to do it justice:


The highlands and the lowlands are the routes my father knows,
the holidays at Oban and the towns around Montrose,
but even as he sleeps, they're loading bombs into the hills,
and the waters in the lochs can run deep, but never still.

I've thought of having children, but I've gone and changed my mind.
It's hard enough to watch the news, let alone explain it to a child,
to cast your eye 'cross nature, over fields of rape and corn,
and tell him without flinching not to fear where he's been born.

Then someone sat me down last night, and I heard Caruso sing.
He's almost as good as Presley, and if I only do one thing,
I'll sing songs to my father, I'll sing songs to my child.
It's time to hold your loved ones while the chains are loose,
and the world runs wild.

But even as we speak, they're loading bombs onto a white train.
How can we afford to ever sleep, so sound again.

"The Night I Heard Caruso Sing"
Everything But the Girl


go and love your parents, before they pass on without you letting them know.

iPocalypse now

the Jesus 2.0 comes out today!



and expectedly, more morons people have waited in line for a week, grabbed their spanking new 3G devil's tool iPhone, and found out that they can't be activated.

we really can't stem the tide of lemmings early adopters, especially when its been hyped that the price is 1/3 than what the early early adopters paid for this time last year. what the pundits have been telling, and no one is listening anyway (why should they? its the Jesus phone! i'll sell my soul for Jesus!!!), is that with that 2-year contract to AT&T, it would cost a lot more than the iPhone 1.0.

sure, 3G is fast, but do you really need to surf the web wherever you are? (wait, i do that when seated on the throne) really, its just a matter of time before its jailbroken (hint, hint). and even if my refurb 1.0 is still cost me $50 more, i am not beholden to AT&T, who's going to gouge everyone for every single cent before their 5-year exclusive contract is up. and based on the revered Walter Mossberg's review, the price of 3G speed is a battery that's easily drained.

but please, ignore everything else, and run screaming to get your iPhone. Steve Jobs is waiting for you.

chong vs punk, 20 years later

better late than never.



in just 10 minutes i got:
It's a Mistake - Men At Work
People are Strange - Echo & The Bunnymen
Baby's Got Rockets - Dancing Hoods
A Gentle Sound - The Railway Children
Wrong (Todd Terry Club Mix) - Everything But The Girl

a great selection, one i would play on my iPod.

go look for your favorite (dead) station on Live365.com. sadly, 99.5 RT isn't among the carcasses. and skipping the ads will set you back $8 a month. ah, hell, what's radio without ads?