Happy Birthday America Our friend Jayne had the nice all day cook out in her lovely backyard. We ate hot dogs and hamburgers (well, tofu dogs and boca burgers) and drank beer. By 6pm, me and the missus have about an inch of sweat on us and I am having a hard time walking straight. We go to meet the Ev+Jo+Raq+Harrison gang in billyburg to watch the fireworks at the waterfront. The problem is that the fireworks are north of where we were, and there is a huge ass tree in the way. We saw fireworks through a tree. Damn nature getting in the way again.
Kazaa Lite I downloaded Kazaa Lite yesterday and it seem to work swell for a filesharing/music swapping program that doesn't seem to have any spyware. If you install it, be aware that if you run AdAware (which you would do anyway, right?) it will find some spyware. But it's really not - it's a dummy file to fool Kazaa. So, if it finds 'cd_clint.dll", just add it to your block list My big find was a copy of the Cibo Matto video 'Sugar Water' - an amazing video. You can read about it and watch a version of it here. it's brilliant
Big Dork Maybe the highlight of my 4th of July wasn't the fireworks or beer or goofing off, but sitting in Jayne's backyard using her air-port equipped I-Book. That was pretty cool. Then she dragged out her speakers and we played mp3s and radio stations off of I-Tunes.
Solve the RIAA/File sharing thing real quick All we need is some sort of ENRON/WORLDCOM scandal to fix this. If some major label was found to have missed counting a few billion dollars in profits, the RIAA might lose a little steam.
Telephone Pole As I was walking to get breakfast this morning, I saw a flier on a telephone post that said, "Bass Player Needed" Someone had scrawled underneath it, "is this the Who?"
Written on my work notebook. "So Slow the Network is I can freely Draw spacemen"
Next to it is a space man. The network at work is pokey. The pages I am testing are in Europe or someshit. I think the connection goes to china, and then to California, and then to Miami, and then to Europe. I am kidding, but I suspect that there be some truth to it.
Matt So, Matt. If you are reading this, that means you are in Europe. Or, you lost your passport and you are in your apartment sulking. I'm joking. I'm a kidder.
Pregnancy de la Teen This is sad and will probably come off as me being a middle class smart ass making fun of people, but it does feature the ever popular, "my baby's father" in it. It's some weird societal thing, but young girls getting pregnant in high school and having babies has always made me wonder. How the hell does that happen? This is really a question for another forum, but I just find it fascinating in a way. Why in the hell, at the age of 18, would someone want to have a baby? 18 is a pretty fun time to be alive and I think you can find tons of other entertaining things to do other than look after a baby. In our neighborhood, you are constantly running into young girls with babies, and the asshole in me wants to stop them and ask, "why in the world did you want to have a baby when you are so young? What were you thinking?" Whatever.
It's called birth control. In it's various methods it works quite fine (hence why I only have a cat). It's pretty easy to use, and even the craziest throes of passion, it's kind of easy to remember. Whatever.
Maybe I am in the wrong. Maybe I should have had a kid when I was 22, right out of college. Maybe it would have been better than delaying adulthood even into my thirties. Maybe I am not an adult.
Maybe happyrobot's motto should be: delaying adulthood since 1998
