It’s Friday ladies & gentlemen, and that can only mean we have another nifty tuff ‘n bitchin’ show lined up for you: Kansas City, Nov 11 ’77 — have at it.
Archive for February, 2005
In the “People Who Have Way Too Much Time On Their Hands” department, I give you this:
Here’s a cool trailer for the upcoming animated adaptation of Philip K. Dick’s “A Scanner Darkly“. Why oh why does every single science-fiction movie these days have to have Keanu Reeves in it, I wonder?
Top 100 gadgets of all time — first one to spot the Conceptual Continuity clue there
gets a Gmail account will not be flooded with Gmail invites!
“To begin, I’d like to look at the opening verses of “Bed of Roses”. You may think you understand the meaning behind this poem – that John Bon Jovi likes a lady, and is upset about it. This is just a sign of the brilliant, interweaving complexity of Bon Jovi. You can love the poem at that level, and many have, but let’s go… inside. “
Sell sex toys in Alabama, go to jail: “The high court refused to hear an appeal by a group of individuals who regularly use sexual devices and by two vendors who argued the case raised important issues about the scope of the constitutional right to sexual privacy. The law prohibited the distribution of ‘any device designed or marketed as useful primarily for the stimulation of human genital organs.’”
Wow — überblogger* Kottke is quitting his day-job to blog fulltime — and he’s asking for micropatrons to fund it. Now why didn’t I think of that?
* My sincere apologies for the recent overuse of the word “über”.
Dr Sharleena will surely be delighted: a tribute album to Roger Water’s “The Wall” is to be released soon, featuring Vinnie Colaiuta and Aynsley Dunbar. After all, who doesn’t like this masterpiece! ;)
From the inbox:
Bush is in Brussels. Any way to keep him from coming back here? Disable the airlines? Try him for extreme stupidity? You would be a hero to 280 million people…”
Well no, but I know this really rancid pita place right around the corner of NATO headquarters — if we could just get him to have supper there…
Author/cult-figure Hunter S. Thompson, most known for his “Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas”, has apparently commited suicide at his Colorado home yesterday.