Unfortunately, I was very busy writing a rebuttal in the comments on this post. So instead of the well thought out awesome-nss that both of my readers have come to expect, here's a couple of quick treats:
I want one, but I bet at least two of those uses void the warranty.
Basically iConcert Cal will search all the bands in your iTunes music library and will make a calendar that tells when any of those bands are playing in your town.
Good news, it's free and available for both Mac and PC. Bad news, I'm too old and tired to go to concerts anymore.
I used to hate Dunkin Donuts ads. The main reason was because it portrayed it's customer's as schmos -
Some dumb looking guy acts dumb because he wants some coffee or a donut:
But then they came out with some funny commercials about regular people in regular situations, usually singing funny songs by one of my all-time favorite bands, They Might Be Giants.
Nice work, D&D's. Not only have you de-schmo-ed your commercials, you clevered them up and got a great band some new fans and a few bucks.
Then our friends at Dunkin Donuts had to fire the first shots of a class war with this:
Why do we have to fight? Why do we have to hate people who like different things than we do? Why do we have to revel in our ignorance? More importantly to me, why Giants, do you have to help spread the hate with such a catchy song?
Don't get me wrong, I think this is damn funny. But even racist, sexist, and French jokes can be funny, but that doesn't make it right.
I say, if you don't like Starbucks and the Italian names for sizes, then don't go there. But you could also ask for a large, in English, and you'd get it. But don't be surprised if they roll their eyes after you mumble under your breath about speaking American.
Furthermore, if you don't like Dunkin Donuts and your definition of a regular is different than theirs, then don't go there.
Don’t really have a favorite band or are you embarrassed to admit that the only albums you’ve bought were by ex-members of boy bands?
Were you ever in a boy band?
Now, I know what you’re saying, “I’ve never even listened to punk rock!”
And, “I used to make fun of people who are different, but now I’m struggling to stand out from the crowd of other Chihuahua-holding, ironic-reality-show-watching, no-underwearing, soy-half-caffs waiting in line at Starbucks!”
Now for a limited time get your Punk Rock Starter Kit!
T-shirts of people and places that were cool before you knew what cool was. By jumping on this band wagon you can look like you were on the bandwagon before there was a bandwagon.
(In case you were wondering the Ramones was a band, but most of the members have died, mostly from being old. And CBGBs was a club that closed because all the hipsters before you that moved to New York made the rent too expensive for the club to stay open. That is until they moved it to a Las Vegas Casino.)
No, not this man, or this man, or even this man. I'm talking about the vast right-wing conspiracy of rampant greed and unchecked power that are constantly trying to seperate me from my human rights, especially when I have a camera in my hands.
In this security crazy time, it's good to know what you can get away with your rights and the remedies you can seek if someone tries to detain, deter, or harass you while taking pictures, videotaping or filming in public.
Thankfully Bert P. Krages, II has published "a general education guide about the right to take photographs."
I've learned that the best weapon in the constant battle against the man is access to heavy artillery, but a close second is education. Incidentally, third is an upbeat attitude.
I'm using this (unpaid) day off to get cracking on a new writing project. So these awesome characters who have been loving, fighting and generally tormenting my brain for a few years now will soon find a home on the page.
First, they're going to need some names. So I'm visiting as good a place as any to find some.
Other than the obvious need for a name, finding a suitable name is vital and helpful. Not only does it humanize an idea, it can help mold a character. Telling me about what that 'person' will or won't do. From today on I can say, well nobody named Chuck would drink a cosmopolitan. Irwin doesn't have the guts to ask her out. Dana would never walk down that dark street alone.
Or would they?
P.S.
Homer was right: Jebus - Male - Biblical - Treading under foot; manger
Look, I know we’ve had our differences, you hate everything about me, regular JOHN, your twin, and although I have tried unsuccessfully with letters, phone calls, restraining orders, thousands of dollars of legal costs… you continue posting evil things about me.
I understand that I set up your blog and basically you dictate the content of your blog to me because you can neither turn on a computer nor type. I know that I have not only selected the photos that appear on your site, I have even added unflattering images and comments about myself in to those pictures in PhotoShop.
I guess I’m enabling.
So I have a proposition for you. How about since I’m trying to write more and consolidate and upgrade my, uh, I mean our, web presence, we combine our two sites into one big site that has both you and I as contributors?
I await your response and the horrible insults that will accompany it.
