November 2010

Call me crazy, but Swiffer advertising in front of @joystiq videos doesn’t seem like a very sound strategy.

It makes sense that evolution has us using less brawn and more brains, but it still sucks that we’re turning into such a bunch of pussies.

Good luck with that.

Purveyors of poor Twitter etiquette are on the “Following” chopping block today. Adios, language manglers (c u l8r!) and Tumblr truncateurs.

Grabbed @MomentoApp on @stop’s recommendation. I’ve wanted a good tweet archive solution for so long, and this offers so much more. Bravo!

Rest in peace, Leslie Nielsen. And stop calling me Shirley.

Amtrak, I wanna father your children. Mostly so I can murder and eat them and bludgeon you with their bones.

I would have omitted the Misfits logo, made the eyes completely black, and dialed the date back thirty years, but still, this is pretty rad.

If desktop is cinema, mobile is theater.

Have the last 15 years taught me to get past Pretty Hate Machine’s trite teen poetry and enjoy it again on a sonic level? Let’s find out.

Jersey Boys seems proud that The Four Seasons were contemporaries of The Beatles. Analogy: Vanilla Ice was a contemporary of Public Enemy.

Over a year later, I’m still profoundly baffled and disappointed by the removal of friends’ ratings from @netflix movie pages. So stupid.

There are still pragmatic Catholics fighting the good fight, but why the hell does anyone still listen to the Vatican? nyti.ms/dVKbbt

So is there anyone that actually wants this shit, then? Besides "Real America" dipshits that never fly and have never been within 1000 miles of a terrorist attack?

Six pages in, I’m seeing the guitar through new eyes. Fretboard Logic, where have you been all my life? You know, besides on my bookshelf.

It’s like a grown-up fort!

Getting a little concerned about the whole cannibalizing-culture-instead-of-making-culture thing.

♪ I woke up. Can’t wait to eat. Got my cereal. Boy was I beat. Opened the fridge, and to my dismay: There was no milk. My mother will pay!

Attempted a 2D scale drawing of my 2008 road trip: x-axis distance (9403 mi), y-axis altitude (766 ft). Not my best idea, as it turns out.

Wishing old tour dates were better documented. The dozen or so shows missing from my archive are driving me crazy. last.fm/user/cowpiesurprise/event…

UGGs. Ugh.

A crate of LPs is on the sidewalk.

Me: “Is someone selling those?”
Guy: “They’re up for grabs!”

Then he walks off with the whole crate.

Feeling pretty sorry for those of you that didn’t see Man or Astro-man and Dex Romweber Duo on the tour they’re wrapping up tomorrow.

Okay, Kanye is officially banished to my “I’m not listening” vault where he will share accommodations with Sarah Palin and Anne Coulter.

Computers and me, we’re not getting along so well these days.

Completely outstanding @creativemorning talk from @zuckermanstudio today. musicthebook.com

This is such a strange move. I wonder how big a release they’re planning, because there can’t be much overlap between the 3D crowd and the subtitles crowd, regardless of the arguable potential for the former to be enticed by BR’s unorthodox brand of ultraviolence. A shitty American remake wouldn’t have surprised me, but a 3D’d American theatrical release (of any size) ten years later is not something I ever saw coming.

Operating solely on principle is rarely the most efficient way to accomplish that principle’s goals. Sometimes it is its own worst enemy.

Clue was a great movie to grow up with. I was drawn in at a young age by its slapstick and wordplay, there was always something new to discover in its absurdly Byzantine plot, and I understood more and more of its cultural and political references as I got older. It was probably the basis for my years-long fascination with the McCarthy era. I’m surprised this piece makes no mention of Murder By Death, the… See more →

Oh, fuck you.

I became a fan of Mike Birbiglia after hearing a handful of his stories on This American Life and The Moth. But before I could get around to checking out one of his albums or seeing one of his performances, Sleepwalk With Me was published, so I picked it up expecting great things. And in some ways, it is great. Just not quite as great as I expected.

In the AV Club interview that persuaded… See more →

This Monday has a serious case of the Mondays.

If you don’t like anthropomorphic hot dogs, I don’t like you.

This Rock Band 3 ad is abysmal: youtu.be/_Ri-S1Yrzyw I honestly don’t understand how stuff like this gets made. RB3 deserves better.

“One of our rules of thumb or guiding principles is that the writing has to be about—I don’t know if this makes sense when I describe it in words, but the writing has to be about the audience. The writing can’t be about me. It has to be about everyone.”

Confession: I’m still pretty clueless about pro display calibration and working with Photoshop color profiles. Resource suggestions?

Voted.

As much as I hate to admit it, watching Paranormal Activity alone at home before bedtime did give me just a touch of the willies.

Ordinarily I’m not interested in celebrities being out of touch with reality, but these two just keep getting nuttier.

For years, a Misfits song unknown to me was hiding in plain sight: “In the Doorway”, a previously unmixed Static Age track released in 1997.