Okay, I'm having fun with echo beta, but there are a couple yucks. It's beta, so I'll forgive them for now. First, they don't know how to alphebetize. If you browse through their artists, they alpha individuals by their first name, and when you get to the T section--guess what--they've listed all the band names beginning with "The". That's kind of pathetic. Also, they use RealPlayer. I recently wiped that for screwing me up again. But because I wanted this new toy so badly, I installed it. There's gotta be a better way. If you go there, look for my first station, frykitty zero, and listen to some junk. I don't guarantee it's all stuff I like, since it just tried to play Van Morrison (SKIP! SKIP!!!!), but it's mostly peachy-keen goodness.
Someone told me something at work. This person is the very vision of veracity and competence, so I should just flat-out believe her. Nonetheless, I've been looking everywhere for confirmation. I can find no information to confirm or deny. She says Keanu has a house in Portland. She saw it when she took a paddlewheel trip up the river. She says it's a beautiful southwestern-style stucco mansion on the banks of the Willamette. I know I should trust her, but I long to hear an assenting voice. Does anyone know for sure? I promise not to stalk him if it's true.
Best Google search string for today: naughty kilts.
I'm in love. Mubu is just what the doctor ordered--a place where I can listen to samples and get recommendations. Sure, I've seen that before, but I've never seen it done this well. I'm floored by this site. So be patient, get their plug-ins, and have yourself a really good time. Link via SiteSherpa.
Whistle while you work, but don't whistle at us. Good article on street hassle.
I have to admit, when I go over in my head all the reasons I'm fat, street hassle boils to a place near the top. Sure, being invisible, or even loathed, isn't fun--but it's a helluva lot more fun than being humiliated several times a day every single motherfucking day. Sorry, I get emotional.
Men are wonderful creatures. It's a shame that a few vocal ones on the street do their best to ruin the reputation of the entire gender.
I admit it, I'm a MetaFilter junkie. I check in several times a day (she says, slapping at her arm trying to raise a vein). After reading MeFi for a while, certain voices begin to stand out. One of those minds is today's blog of the day. Zach brings us arguments well-reasoned and well-written. He always makes me think, and gives me a point I hadn't considered.
Wesleyan church on Halsey:
You are a child of God. Call home.
Well I was going to do a lyrical spoof of the song Heat Wave, only call it Heat Rash, unfortunately I realized I don't know the original lyrics. And I'm too lazy to look them up. And the Lyrics Server doesn't have it. Oh, they have another song by the same title that was done by The Who, but they don't have the Irving Berlin tune. So fine. Hey, did you know that you can't copyright the title of a creative work? It's true.
Just for that, I'm gonna mention you again. Not worthy. Heee.