Song lyric for today:

I'm gonna roll myself up, in a big ball, (dramatic pause), and Die....

I have yet to see The Matrix Refurbished, and since I have been unable to find it playing in French anywhere in the tri-state area, I have remained ambivalent about seeing it. Lately the wam, bam that'll be $10.00...err...sir action films have left me flaccid at best. The Matrix has barely peeked my interest. And I love kung fu movies!

P.S. Tam says, "it was scat-tacular! I havn't seen anything that sucked that bad in a long time." This is coming from the woman who has seen every B horror movie ever made, so that says a lot!

A general dissolution of the principles and manners will more surely overthrow the liberties of America than the whole force of the common enemy.... While the people are virtuous they cannot be subdued; but once they lose their virtue, they will be ready to surrender their liberties to the first external or internal invader.... If virtue and knowledge are diffused among the people, they will never be enslaved. This will be their great security.

-Samuel Adams

zippy gets serious (via - zippy the pinhead)

I leaned out the window of my office tonight, and I was overcome by the smell of New York. A wet smell mixed with soot and car exhaust and food. It flooded me with memories of childhood and visiting our relatives in the city. It amazes me how a smell can trigger memory so completely.

Now I want a slice of pizza...

rain + ipod + morning walk to the subway = wet, but thanx to Jules' swanky birthday present, I was dryer than most.

spring + ipod + morning walk to the subway = happiness

Another tune that's had too much airplay in my head lately: Blue Bossa

While in Montreal we decided to go see a movie. Due to our complete inability to decipher the simplistic rules that defined if a movie would be screened in English or in French, we ended up in a theatre that was showing X Men II dubbed in French. At first I was concerned and wanted to leave, but Tam convinced me to stay at least for a little while. After ten minutes we realized that an action movie where you are unable to understand the dialog is not such a bad thing. After about an hour we decided it is the only way to go.

Mark: It seems that Wolverine is angry
Tam: I like his haircut
Mark: Me too

Birthdays should be a celebration of life. This is my thought for today, celebrate life.

Maude jumped up, shouting encouragement. "Go on, guys! Reach out! Take a chance! Get hurt, maybe. But play as well as you can." Leading a cheer before a packed stadium, she cried, "Go team, go! Give me an 'L.' Give me an 'I.' Give me a 'V.' Give me an 'E.' L-I-V-E. LIVE!"

She sat down beside Harold, very ladylike and composed. "Otherwise," she informed him, "you'll have nothing to talk about in the locker room."

Happy Birthday.

The queen and her attendants...

Hummers rank last in consumer satisfaction. (thismodernworld)

Main complaint? Oh, how I wish I had a drumroll. Wait for it:

Excessive fuel consumption.

Sitting outside at a cafe in Old Montreal, and borrowing some wireless bandwidth from somewhere in the neighborhood. Montreal is fantastic...and merci to the person sharing "My Wireless network A" by Rue Saint-Vincent.

we are off for a few days to Montreal...

keep an eye out for us.

We have been looking at colocation facilities here in New York for the current project I am working on. I have requested quotes and information from various hosting providers. Normally, when I give a company my email address I give it as company_domain at bitterpill dot org. So for yourco.com I'd use the email address yourco at bitterpill dot org. This way if people spam me, or sell my address, I know who did it, and I can filter out that specific address. Anyway, I get an email this morning:

Subject: Colocated Servers Pricing Calculator 
From: someone@acompany.net 
Date: Thu, May 8, 2003 9:44 am  
To: acompany at bitterpill dot org  

...Can we answer any questions you might have about this service or the
company?

Witty site, by the way :)...

This smart salesperson gleamed my address from my email and went to bitterpill.org. Then I realize that the last three posts I have made involve phonesex, Hustler, small penis, vibrators, and combing in people's hair...

Maybe I should start using a different address for business related issues, or at least stop referencing my small penis.

Let's see, between Apr 18, 2003 and today spamassasin has filtered 1,112 spam emails from my incoming mail. That's not including the 15 or so a day that don't get filtered out. Sure, I want a bigger penis, but do I need 5 emails a day reminding me that I do.

When I was young, five or so, my brothers and his friends liked to make prank phone calls. Being the younger brother, I always wanted to be a part of the fun, but was rarely allowed. On one occasion, after an hour or so of begging, they relinquished, and let me make a prank call with them. They dialed a number, handed my a copy of hustler or some porno mag like it, and told me to read. I was five. I had just learned to read, and had very little experience with such high class magazines as Huslter. I started to read, "I want to comb in you hair." The woman on the other end started to laugh hysterically, and so did my brother and his friends.

For weeks afterwards I would get phone calls, "Mark, I want to comb in your hair!"

Q: I was listening to a CD in Grip and it sounded horrible! Whats up?

A: Perhaps you are listening to country music...

:)

David Lee Roth a Hero? (via sigstop)

ROTH cornered the man and held him until the Pasadena Police arrived to take him away in handcuffs. Says ROTH: "Anyone found bearing arms here at night…will be found here in the morning"

David Lee Roth still just a babbling idiot?

A spokesperson for the Pasadena Police Department confirmed that...the events...are quite different from Roth's heroic version.

They entered the scene and found Roth standing on a second-floor balcony pointing at Cooley, who was lying flat on the lawn below him...There is no mention in the police report of Roth holding a shotgun on Cooley.

I was walking home from the train tonight in a downpour. There was a huge flash of lightning. I paused waiting for the thunder. It thundered, but so loud and so immediate that my heart skipped a beat. I paused again, shaking off the momentary fear, and all down the street car alarms started to go off. Now that's thunder.

OK, now its just getting stupid...

According to Dr Rice, the weapons programs are "in bits and pieces rather than assembled weapons. You may find assembly lines, you may find pieces hidden here and there, she said. Ingredients or precursors, many non-lethal by themselves, could be embedded in dual-use facilities.

She had a new explanation too for Iraq's ability to launch these weapons that were not assembled. Just-in-time assembly" and "just-in-time" inventory, as she put it.

-via this modern world