6 posts tagged “internet”
...who's five minutes away from the release of Firefox 3.0.
Don't forget to download the new release TODAY; they deserve to get the World Record so much!
Oh my god this seems like a really terrible idea.
I realize that the news is now not what the Patriots did, but how much they have to pay, but I came across a commentary a few days ago that has definitely informed my pop-culture joking on the subject. While this article is kind of painfully written, I am irresistibly drawn to its no-nonsense title. I know it's really straight forward, but it keeps making me crack up.
A few days ago, Wendy was encouraging me to do something dishonest. I texted her, "What do I look like, Bill Belichick?" to which she responded, "how do you know who that is?"
There is pretty much no question that I'm moving to Portland. I've got Wendy on board. Somebody buy me a raincoat.
Some more weird vibrations: this morning I put The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill back on my iPod, and then I came across this article in the Times. Though the writing is slightly suspect, it's nice to see someone in the press saying something good about Lauryn Hill again. I remember when Schubin said to me, a few months after Unplugged came out, "Did you hear? Lauryn Hill's not crazy anymore."
I really enjoyed the dynamic between the elder and junior Bushes described in this article. I couldn't help thinking of it as a cartoon. They really make it out like Sr. is constantly pestering W, who seems to be pretty severely irritated by it. I got this image of a montage of scenes where W is in meetings, at dinners, at the beach, in bed, and someone keeps bringing him a phone on a tray like in cartoon fancy restaurants. Now picture Bush I as the version of himself from The Simpsons. Kidding aside, it really does seem like Bush I is unhappy with the way things are going, which is a pretty reasonable position; it may be the first time I've agreed with him.
Thought experiment: if Bush Sr. were running for president again, on an Anti-W platform, would I vote for him? No. He's still George Bush. Experiment over.
Finally of note today: under pressure from Fernando, I opened a Twitter account. I wanted to do something fun and interesting, and I came up with an idea that's starting to annoy me already: my life as told in lolcat vernacular. I can has a better idea?
This Times article has been passed around a lot recently, as pretty much everyone I know works at the library and is going to library school.
New Rilo Kiley single, The Moneymaker, is out, and it is ILL. It's all over the blogosphere; here it is on Hype along with a number of other Rilo Kiley gems (cover of Rock and Roll Suicide, what?). Distressing, and distressingly awesome, video here.
The highlight today, I have to say, is this recently-released Nixon memo from 1970, wherein the embattled president complains that people think he's mean. The intro on Slate does a good job of parsing out the brilliance of the piece, but my favorite part is probably where Nixon boasts that he phones people "when they are sick, even though they no longer mean anything to anybody." Poor Dick- this document actually contains the phrase "with regard to the whole warmth business." I mean, with material like this, are we really not supposed to kick him around?
One last thing: when I searched out Rilo Kiley on Hype, I came across this video. It's one of the new batch of Jenny Lewis songs she was doing on tour last year, which are all as good as or better than Rabbit Fur Coat, if you can imagine such a thing. I decided to post this for poor Fernando, who has had to deal with the ABBA nonsense his whole life. I feel you dogg. Important points: Jenny in her standard dress and cowboy boots, your new crush the Watson Twins, and how funny it is that Conan O'Brien is like a head and a half taller than her.
So, this was the closest I could come to myself in the Simpsons avatar creator (on the official Simpsons Movie website):
Strangely, I found the South Park character creator to be a lot more satisfactory, perhaps because the South Park characters are so basically drawn as to make satisfaction much easier. In context of their reality, this pretty much looks exactly like me:
