While in New York for Sneak Preview, I met a guy who was really into digital photography.  He turned me on to a book that was done by a local (to NYC) guy... his name and the title of the book escape me now.. but it was an awesome idea.  This guy took a driving tour of the United States and made a photo documentary about it - using only his camera phone.  This has inspired me to start posting pictures I've taken with my camera phone. There's a new album in the photo section that I'll update semi-regularly with random crap.

My adamant opposition to camera phones is slowly giving away to, hey, this is kinda cool.  The thought of throwing all kinds of devices on a cell phone in the name of convenience is still absurd to me. I mean, whats next?  There was this phone at Sneak that doubled as an MP3 player and had a 3GB capacity. Thats crazy!  Yeah, having a cell-camera-Mp3 player-fax-copier-espresso-phone is swell.  But what are you going to do with it 90% of the time? Make calls. The rest of that stuff is just going to shorten the life of the phone anyway. And don't get me started on points of failure.  So if you want digital pictures, buy a camera. If you want to listen to music, buy an iPod.  If you want espresso, go to STARBUCKS not Tullys.

Alright, rant over.

Fin

McSweeney's lists is quite possibly the funniest thing on the web.  Forget Kontraband, forget Ebaumsworld... this is where its at. http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/lists/. Below is one of the most recent lists posted.  For more ha ha go to their site. It doesn't stop with the lists either.

Future Winners
of the New Yorker
Cartoon Caption
Contest.

BY Roy Futterman

- - - -

"You are doing something unusual, Harold!"

"I certainly am in a bar with other businessmen."

"This desert island is a bummer."

"I love being wealthy in the Hamptons."

"I'm saying a cliché in a different context, Pam."

"Boy, I sure do like intercourse."

"I'm thinking something incongruous to what I'm doing."

"Wanda, we are doing some nutty things in this picture!"

Me again. If you're not familiar with The New Yorker humor, its lame. So very lame.  Just go do the damn site.

Fin

A dear friend of mine recently suffered a tragic loss.  Jenn, I'm sorry to hear about your car being broken into and having your precious CD's stolen. Most importantly, Weezer.  Lets have a moment of silence for her misfortune...

...thanks.  If MSN spaces would allow the posting of music I'd make my Weezer collection available to the world.  NO ONE should be deprived of such a thing.

First impressions of Philadelphia: dirty.  More to follow.

Fin

Remember Silverchair? Neon Ballroom was, like, my post high school anthem - very memorable. Oh, yeah, we're talking music again.  Well anyway, I came across a band that reminds me very much of Silverchair. I'd like to introduce you to Muse. Absolution. Mix equal parts of lyrical brilliance, classical piano, piss-your-neighbors-off-electric-guitar and add a dash of I just soiled myself.  Okay, so maybe that was a tad over the top, but they're damn good!

And now for something completely different...

We were walking to lunch some few months back when we ran into this sign on campus:

21.3 GB to be exact. Sounds like a lot, right? It isn't. But when you try to add it to MSN Spaces as a giant playlist is sure as hell is.  I'll have to try it again when I have a few hours and a full pot of coffee.  Until then here's a graphical (kinda) representation of my musical diversity.

Bach - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Coldplay - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dimmu Borgir

Now you're probably thinking, "Who the hell is Dimmu Borgir?" Don't waste your time looking them up because you probably won't like 'em anyway. They're, ah, disturbing.  On that note I'll end with a quote from one of my favorite movies, Fight Club:

"Sticking feathers in your butt does not make you a chicken."

For those who need an explanation - shoot me an email.

Fin

Yesterday. The time is about 11:30 pm.  The roommates have long since gone to bed.  Both my windows are wide open, allowing the cool breeze and silence of the evening to infiltrate my room. Its quiet.  It just me and the Gypsy Kings, checking email and wasting time before bed.  Without warning a loud shudder and thud broke the tranquility and nearly caused me to soil myself. I reeled around to locate the source of the racket to discover that my closet had blown up!  Or out as it were.  Clothes, shoes and personal effects were strewn about like some WWII cluster bomb had gone off.  With my heart racing I went over to investigate.  Three main screws that fastened my top shelf to the wall were torn out under the tremdendous strain of all my crap.

Since the beginning of the year, three quarters (conservative estimate) of my time has been spent on the road working - and I blew through spring cleaning without even thinking about it.  I stood back from my train wreck of a closet and looked around my room. It looks as if I've been subletting to a homeless nerd with a penchant towards starwars legos and an MMORPG addicition. Yikes...

So look out Home Depot. Get ready Ikea. Its time for some changes. 

Ah, hello?

So, really, does anyone ever really read these things?  Ack, who cares.  Its official, I can't blog worth crap.  I can't even think of anything random to put up here.  I've tried at least five different times here to go in a particular direction with a rant or trying to say something profound... even a retarded movie review of batman. Oh? Whats this? I think I nailed it down in that last sentence - I'm retarded. Well now that we've uncovered that, maybe I can sleep easier tonight.

On a lighter note, I'm glad the Mariners can kick a little ass when they have to. Gotta love those guys..

Fin

In my photos section I posted a few pictures from my trip to NYC.  Because it was a business trip (aren't they all?) I couldn't get out and take some really sweet shots.  So most of the photos were taken during dinner outtings.  From what I did get to see, though, New York was awesome as usual. And hot, really hot.

BTW - do you like wine? Learn how to make your own!

http://www.thesneeze.com/mt-archives/000373.php

Fin, out.