[sometimes I'm a dreamer and sometimes my cat sits on my head friendly side first. 
first there’s johnny canuck, then a stick, then there’s a v, then a zooming-by skate, then a killer whale “c”, now there’s a killer whale “c” whose water (or ice?) changes color and the stick is back with the stick jersey colors and there is a “v” in the word VANCOUVER which is spelled out . new design? isn’t that called un-designing something?
today on the way home, for the first time ever…
I saw a busted pull cord. It caused some mayhem and confusion.
that is all
if you read my blips and look closely (and you know you do) - you’ll notice that off to the right - just under the penguinrobot logo is my latest twitter update.
i’ve decided to group this with my “reflections on a bus” category as they are both impulsive rants (one is just a bit shorter).
on another note I would like to state that I am a bit opposed to the name “twitter” - being a fan or TWiT and all. sorry leo. i dig it for now - adds a layer of what else is going on.
sometimes when i’m sitting typing with music playing i feel like an organ player for a empty batcave
happy birthdays max, jenna, and carrie
the andy warhol museum is in Pittsburgh, PA
i found this lovely homemade film with soundtrack showing one bike messenger’s daily work in san franscisco. I find it to be lovely and beautiful. could it be that my interest in things like film, trains, bicycles - all have me geared up?
I just wanted to put up a quick blip that I find it amusing that Of Montreal’s “Wraith Pinned to the Mist (And Other Games)” has been transformed into an Outback Steakhouse Commercial which is truly strange not only because of the commercial link-up, but because lyrics were changed and song was modified to fulfill a commercial.
link
tableside manners - what I can gleem from this is that apparently if you go to Outback, you can either throw your cell phone away before you enter, or, since that is unlikely to happen - no one answers their cell phone in an Outback Steakhouse. which is false advertisement, because I’ve been inside an Outback, and cell phones were answered (even at the *oh my* table).
close-up amusements are the addition of the dijerido and that the original lyrics
“Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antartica”
have been changed to
“Let’s go Outback tonight (read: let’s go out back tonight)
Life will still be there tomorrow”
which if song-lyric-analogy-logic holds true is pretty dern silly.
I know not much about the ongoings. Infact, i should not even be putting my two cents in, but since i am a somewhat pleased* vonage user and my sister has been stuck waiting for some type of new verizon internet in her apartment for over two months with no phone or internet due to verizon, i’ve got to put a “just plain greedy” tag on verizon for their latest actions.
i mean, in a free market, isn’t it kind of cool that vonage went super aggressive on a rampage campaign to get their service up and running? I mean I’m a vonage user partly cause vonage sold me a phone for free with rebates, gave me three months service to try for didley, and kept things simple after that. even though clearly verizon is the 800 lb. gorilla here - isn’t verizon a bit slower, more expensive, and difficult with the hardware for the VoIP stuff? seems like it should make sense that vonage would be out on top (after my preferred skype of course). what is verizon trying to protect with these lawsuits and more importantly the timing of these lawsuits?
*somewhat pleased meaning that i have a constant buzzing sound on the phone line and occasional badly-timed outages as well on vonage
sometimes i must remember that st. patrick was neither from ireland (actually more from scotland), nor was he formally canonised by a pope. he’s still cool though. unless you’re a celtic druid from the 5th century bca.
i hear that they’ve figured out away to embed digital data into the dna of certain microbes (up to 2MB!) which is cool and all until I accidentally mouthwash with Listerine and wipe out my back-up of timbalake!~
you crash your 200 grand bentley into a beat up oldsmobile
