Monthly Archives: September 2008

Ok, this is just getting weird now. Obama said, “[McCain] called me back at about 2:30 this afternoon after our rally, and I asked him to join me in issuing a joint statement to let this Congress and this administration … Continue reading →

Oprah gets pranked: If you’re wondering what the fuck this is all about, I’ll help out a bit. This letter was likely written a member of the 4chan community. 4chan is an imageboard where people can post anonymously and there … Continue reading →

The fine print: “If your total data usage in any billing cycle is more than 1GB, your data throughput for the remainder of that cycle may be reduced to 50 kbps or less.” So much for the “unlimited” access plan. … Continue reading →

Take that Hopstop! It looks ok, but maybe still a little buggy. I tried to get subway directions from my place to Lincoln Center and it just could not for the life of it figure out where Lincoln Center was. … Continue reading →

Yo, my buddy Pete just put up his new website, PeterWise.net. Pete’s a common co-conspirator of mine in the evil world of experimental music. He’s the other half, not counting Doggo, of my junktronica duo Doggo and Sons. He also … Continue reading →

This video is cute. Although, I was hoping that the Dizzee Rascal mass-delusion was over. Nice song though (despite Dizzee’s disruption). Ummm… I suppose it’s NSFW. I think I’m gonna get the HTC Dream. I gotta crush on Android. Clay … Continue reading →

So, I’ll probably be blogging light this week, as I’m in Utica (whoo!) this week playing a concert with AWS at Hamilton College. I also have a really nasty cold, which means any spare time I have is devoted to … Continue reading →

Sappy patriotic propaganda film, Proud American, has the worst opening for a large release ever. It’s actually the rejection of mindlessly uplifting slop like this that makes me proud to be an American. Check out 1:34. “Like, Dawn. This is … Continue reading →

Korg DS-10 for Nintendo DS.

The Women 1939: Maybe it’s the fact that it’s a blatant Sex in the City ripoff. Maybe it’s Jada Pinkett-Smith embodying the token black girl by saying shit like “foyn!”. Maybe it’s that The Women ’39 actually takes some thought … Continue reading →