12.15.2004

Doesn't Matter

Regular readers of this blog should know by now that my view of humanity is somewhat dim. Tonight certainly did nothing to help this. I won't go into details because there's really no point. You see, our darkest days are yet to come. I'm bracing myself.

And on the up side, I finally got it: Video of the man I've previously mentioned running around the streets near my office. Yes, my white whale——an eccentric black man in spandex——was briefly caught in the sights of my digicam as I leaned out of the window of the fourth story at 11th and H. One mission accomplished——many more to be realized.

Witness:
watch the video (6MB AVI)

Who Needs the Onion Anymore?

Zell Miller, my favorite crotchety nut job and the guy most likely to challenge you to a duel, has been hired by Fox News Channel as a commentator. [Washington Post] Well, it's about time I had someone new to laugh at on that fairest, most fakely balanced of cable news channels. This guy is great; I can't wait for when the bolts of purple lightning shoot out of his fingertips. Anyway, I'm pretty sure all the non-thinking Fox News viewers will love him.

There are already a number of Fox News talking heads that practically make it necessary to wrestle my hatred to the ground: Bill O'Reilly (who likes to play devil's advocate and appear unbiased), Ann Coulter (don't get me started on this smug, lying bitch), Sean Hannity (ex-fratboy chucklehead)...and I imagine many more if I could stand to watch that media cesspool more than ten minutes at a time.

I've been noticing this steely-eyed former centerfold lately during the good ol' O'Reilly Factor. Do you remember that mid-80's TV show, “V,” about the alien lizard people? No? Well, Netflix the DVDs or something because they are apparently walking among us and delivering the headlines to conservative monkeys across the country.


Go here to find your favorite talking head.

12.14.2004

Toosday

Well, I can't even properly waste technology. I tried posting via AudioBlogger a few times during lunch, but hung up each time instead of hitting “#” (like you're supposed to) when I was finished! It's a habit of mine.

Anyway, I was just posting to say that one of my co-werkers was let go (laid off, fired, axed, terminated, eliminated, deleted, etc.) at the end of the day yesterday. They say we just don't have enough work for him. Oh well...HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

On one hand it definitely sucks. He was the fellow employee I felt closest to, if you could say that about any of my fellow employees. He helped me fix my car, gave me his old turntable when mine broke, and would often give me a ride home when I didn't feel up to riding the Metro. Oh, and don't get me started on all the yer mom jokes made between us. It certainly won't be the same here in the back office without him.

Then again, he had been talking about getting out of here soon and was already interviewing for other jobs. He was really dreading the work that was coming his way here. So at least he'll be happier in the long run.

Meanwhile it should hopefully give me a touch of job security. [So much for having to actually get to work! Haha.] We're now down to six people. This is the smallest company I've ever worked for (the record store I worked at in college had more people!), which can be cool but also very scary sometimes. Ay.

FUCK, I have to get xmas shopping, guys. No one in my family will tell me anything. OK. Hope you like your gift certificates, assholes! Don't these people have any hobbies? No, no they don't. If you say to me at any given time, “Hey Jeff, what do you want? Oh by the way, you're looking good today,” I can name you like at least ten things on the spot. That reminds me——this list has been going around lately which shows you which stores gave money to which campaign in this year's elections. Buy blue.

I made some brownies the other night. Dark chocolate, even. I've just been feeling too in-shape for the holidays, ya know? Didn't feel right.

These are pretty funny. The Shining one is my favorite. Thanks, Jen.

12.13.2004

Google SMS

“Google SMS (Short Message Service) enables you to easily get precise answers to specialized queries from your mobile phone or device. Send your query as a text message and get phone book listings, dictionary definitions, product prices and more. Just text. No links. No web pages. Simply the answers you're looking to find.”

Maybe I'm a little late, but this is pretty damn neat. You just send a text to 46645 (GOOGL) with what you want to look up and it replies with matching listings. They have a little wallet-sized tip sheet to help you out (available as a pdf from their site).

I tried it out during lunch to try to get the address of the restaurant I was heading to, but it didn't work. I think maybe the syntax was off or something.

Thanks to Atariboy, who posted about this back in October, for the heads up.

12.12.2004

Charmed, I'm Sure

Um, this episode of VH1 Classic's The Alternative has to be the worst I have seen. Erasure, Pet Shop Boys, Soul Asylum, and Tori fuckin' Amos covering “Smells Like Teen Spirit”...?! Needless to say, I had to come upstairs to complain about it.

In what Newsweek [in my head] calls "...a glorious triumph of consumerism," my housemates and I had a great day yesterday. We hit Poe's grave at the First Presbyterian Church and then the Poe house/museum. The house was pretty neat with its miscellaneous Poe artifacts and impossibly steep staircases, but there wasn't much to it. Funny that it's referred to as the “Poe House”—the neighborhood that surrounds it is apparently bad enough to have warranted a serious warning from the cop who was stationed outside on the street.

From there, it was shop shop shop. We were in B'more from about 2PM to almost midnight, so I won't go into details. Here are some highlights:

+ Normal's. What an awesome place. They have a ton of used books and a decent load of used vinyl (and a few used and new CDs). I found just about every early Cocteau Twins EP along with some other cool 80's stuff. Will have to return to continue exploring.

+ Hampden. This place gets better each time I visit. They have a nice little hip section there on “The Avenue.” There is Atomic Books, of course, but also two new-to-me record stores: Own Guru (a modest selection of used vinyl and goofy shopkeep) and the True Vine (hip, eclectic, small-ish, with room for live shows). From these fine shops, I purchased a number a fine things, including but not limited to: the Minipops book, a book (2004) of Bill Hicks' letters and writings I didn't even know about, both the Found and Dirty Found books, a new issue of Eightball(!), and a $4 Cure record.

+ Sound Garden. Things were bought and sold. I got a bunch of CDs and the Arrested Development first season DVDs.

Ay. Time for sleep. I'll post a smattering of pictures from the trip sometime soon. Most of them were lame, but there's a few good 'uns in there.