Cell phone ringtones that sound like you’re at the zoo. Can’t wait. But it’s probably better than that god-awful Auld Lang Syne ring.
Yes, I know that nation building is not a walk in the park. Nevertheless, the continued barrage of attacks against American troops in Iraq makes it difficult to keep claiming that we are there to liberate them. The Bushies keep insisting that this is the work of a radical few, but I’m not so sure. I think the attacks, at some level, are a symptom of the average Iraqi’s frustration and resentment at not just the American presence, but the inability of the Americans to bring some semblance of normalcy to their lives. I may be wrong, but I don’t think you would see nearly this much violence if the electricity was on and people had jobs to go to. But instead, you have Paul Bremer being driven around like Caesar while ill-trained and homesick American soldiers struggle to calm a hungry and scared populace.
And elsewhere in the world, people still don’t like us.
My friend Charles just e-mailed me. MSNBC would like us to know that Britney Spears is not, I repeat not, a virgin. I guess the whole thing about the President lying in his State of the Union speech just doesn’t measure up to our need to know that some no-talent bubble gum pop star had her cherry popped.
Maybe my next post will be about bunnies and rainbows…
A late entry tonight because I just returned from seeing T3 with a friend. My ultra-concise review:
Eh. Not nearly as original or thoughtful as either of the first two. But the ending is honest albeit lacking emotional resonance.
MSNBC fired Michael Savage. Oh good, one less screaming talk show host of the so-called “liberal media.”
And The Guardian, my favorite UK paper, is coming to America. Oh good, some genuine liberal media instead of another rehash of Republican Lite.
I love my iPod. I had to read a bunch of proposals this afternoon, but the task was made much more pleasant with Interpol blasting against my eardrums.
According to the NYT, it is possible to become addicted to the constant flow of information coming through the Web, e-mail, cell phones, handhelds, etc. Attendant with this data crave is a shorter attention span (shocking, I know). I’ll admit to compulsively checking my e-mail and having way too many feeds in my aggregator, but I like to think that I wouldn’t start sweating and getting the shakes if my system went down.
I read a promising review of Krakauer’s new book about the Mormons. And the Mormons are pissed. I suspect that this book won’t just upset Mormons. Judging from the review, fundamentalists off most stripes will be perturbed by Krakauer’s conclusions regarding religion, zealotry, and violence. I’ll have to find time to read this. I keep telling myself I’ll read more nonfiction, but I can’t seem to resist a good story. Just read my copy of Volume I of Transmetropolitan. Great stuff.
On the home stretch of my next short story. It sucks, but I see these as warm-up exercises for, hopefully, better stuff in the future.
The Onion should be declared a national treasure. Read this.
Testing out Zempt with the Winamp plug-in. Let’s see…click this and then click here and then hope Karma is with me…
Just got back from the New Pornographers concert at First Ave. The show was great. They played a nice mix of songs from their first two albums, plus one song I didn’t recognize entitled “Action.” The band engaged in friendly banter with the audience between songs and the whole vibe was very laid back. Some of the highlights were their performances of “The Laws Have Changed,” “All for Swinging You Around,” and, of course, “Letter for an Occupant.” Neko Case’s voice absolutely soared. I could make comments about her undeniable hottie-ness, but that would be obvious. Based on my crude estimate, the audience numbers roughly 200-300 people. If you were there there, I was the guy in the wheelchair (the only one I think…nothing new there) sitting right behind the sound board. Simply wonderful concert.
I breathe with the assistance of a ventilator and the vent doesn’t do a great job of filtering out cigarette smoke. So I’m still tasting cigarettes with each breath. Blech. Somebody get me an Altoids.
Just installed the upgrade for Movable Type 2.6. I love MT, but sometimes I think you need a CS degree to set up the damn thing. I can’t imagine an AOL user trying to set permissions on CGI scripts. I’m gonna try an MT plugin called Zempt that I just read about in my aggregator. Looks like it has some added functionality that isn’t native to MT.
But first, out to the deck with my book…
A friend wanted me to go see T3 with him at noon, but I’ve got a bit of a headache and I don’t think I can handle Austrian accents and serial explosions right after lunch. And it’s just too nice to sit in a dark theater. Which means I should haul my ass away from the computer sometime soon.
Scott McCloud has a new online comic up that you can read by simply coughing up a small micropayment. I haven’t checked it out myself yet, but I think the concept is interesting. I believe that people will pay for content if the quality is high enough. I’m waiting for the day when you can read Astro City online.
I’m trying to boost readership for The 19th Floor in the wake of my guest blogging spot on RCB, so I have a favor to ask. I’d like everyone who visits this blog to e-mail the URL to three of your friends. Better yet, if you host your own blog, consider adding me to your list of links. I’m happy to do the same for blogs that are brought to my attention. I figure that my RCB spot gives me enough cred to claim that I’m interesting/funny/edgy/whatever enough for people to check out on a regular basis. But that’s for all of the collective, anonymous YOU to decide.
And let’s get some comments! C’mon, tell me what a loser I am!
The view of the fireworks from my building’s deck was actually pretty good. I wish I had a digital camera or phonecam so that I could post some pictures.
Big hooray to Dell for abandoning its practice of using cheap prison labor. I’m amazed that not only does this practice persist, but it’s getting more popular. Prison inmates should certainly have meaningful work to do, but they shouldn’t be used as a cheap labor pool for for-profit companies.

All those grade school lessons on Roman numerals really paid off…
Happy Independence Day, everyone. It’s a fine and clear holiday here in the Great North. I hope all of my readers, both foreign and domestic, are feeling free and unfettered. Boy, that’s a lot of F’s. Oh well. I wonder if I’ll be able to see fireworks from the deck of my building.
Been messing around with my Newzcrawler reader and discovering the joys of RSS. As someone so astutely observed, RSS is like TiVo for the Net. It makes keeping up with my blog reading much easier. And everyone should try out the new Google toolbar.
Some of you probably wonder why I sign my posts “wintermute2_0.” It’s a variation of a name from the classic geek novel Neuromancer. It thought it sounded cool and edgy, but it probably just highlights what a dork I am.
