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Nine Inch Nails kicked ass. Great show. Great lights. Great sound.
Town Topic too. Mmm.

Oh, update:
During one of my favorite songs ever, “Right Where it Belongs”, they projected a movie… thing on a scrim in front of the band. It was basically a video collage with the major themes rotating through happy, oblivious white people, money and war. The song builds to a pretty awesome climax and towards the end they showed George W. Bush dancing with Laura in slow mo. I believe it was during the line “What if all the world around you is an elaborate dream?”
Then it goes to a full screen shot of a nuke going off, which in the dark arena was blinding, and that was it.

Man, it kicked ass.

I do all my best thinking in the shower. It’s weird. If I go to bed thinking of a problem chances are I’ll come up with a solution when I’m scrubbing down the next morning. I’d like to think my brain is just ultra-efficient and thinks about the problem all night while I am sleeping and then waits a few minutes after I get up to let me settle and then it comes to me when I get in the shower but no. My brain is too busy making up horrors for me to panic at during the night.

It’s the shower man.

I’m selling all my shit! Buy it!

Roomba Discovery
Guitar Stuff
12″ Apple PowerBook G4
1988 Suzuki Katana 600

Also, no link yet, but I’m selling my H&K USP 9mm. It’s in perfect condition. Has all original paperwork and components. Has been lovingly cared for. Asking $600.

Don’t worry, I haven’t taken up some new, expensive drug addiction or gambling habit. I’m just selling stuff I don’t ever use to afford stuff I think I will.

And yea, I spelled PowerBook wrong on the eBay listing. I’m stupid and they won’t let me change it.

So, I had to actually do some work to this web site today. How lame. Spammers were spamming the crap out of my blog comments. What’s the point? This site is read by like three of my close friends and they already all have giant penises and huge breasts.

So anyway, now when you post a comment to one of my blog posts you’ll have to type a nonsense word in. Just like professional!

Searching for meaning to life’s unanswered questions?
The God FAQ can help.

iTunes says:
Built to Spill – Car – Play Count – 131

That’s kinda pitiful, I guess, but man it’s a good song. I’ve had the album for… three days.

Dear Apple,

I love your laptops. As soon as the MacBook Pro is in stores (February 15th, from what I hear) I am going to run down and buy one. I have an Apple sticker on my beloved car and I’ve shaved an Apple into my back hair. I love Apple.

But, I have a complaint. Your laptops should have a docking station connector. Something nice and high density that is on the back of the computer. As it is now when I get home I have to hook up my power, USB keyboard, Firewire drives, speakers and monitor and it’s a big pain in the ass. It also makes it really hard to move the laptop around on my desk cause I have so many cables hooked up to it.

How about a nice high density connector on the back that I can hook some kind of nice flexible cable to that goes to a breakout box sitting on the back of my desk where all that shit is already plugged in. You could even make the box out of white plastic.

I have one further suggestion. You guys are all about doing the improbable. How about running all those various ports over a single strand of fiber? I haven’t bothered to bust out a calculator and see if the combined bandwidth of all those components is too high but that’s what your engineers are for.

Thanks a ton.

Love,
Jason

Sarah doesn’t need a suction wig. She needs love. And I’m willing to provide it.

Bald is beautiful, baby.

(And to all you eventual whiners, I’m not kidding here. I think bald women are hot as hell. It like, my thing.)

My parents knew where they were when Kennedy was assassinated and when we landed on the moon. Their parents remember hearing about Pearl Harbor.

I’ll always remember where I was when Google decided to do evil.

Man, I can’t wait till I can sleep on my left side again. It’s been weeks! I hurt my shoulder skiing a few weeks back and then with the tattoo… man. I wanna sleep on my left side so bad.