Filmmaker David Lynch (Mullholland Drive, Twin Peaks, The Elephant Man, Blue Velvet, Dune, anything with Kyle Maclachlan, etc) speaks out on the runaway growth of movie product placement. Probably the loudest I’ve laughed all week. He has such funny facial expressions too.
Am I the last one to hear about this? A simply incredible turnaround with 45 seconds left that wins the Division II national championship. Gotsta be seen to be believed. I’d like to believe this would probably even be exciting to someone who doesn’t care much about basketball or sports at all. Shouts out to the Gleitz Man for dropping this in my inbox.
For the past few years, I’ve kind of just completely stopped listening to Tom Waits for the most part. I only have a couple of his albums, and while they’re good, I stopped being able to understand why I ever much liked him. Lately however, John and I were talking about the poem “9th and Hennepin.” I re-read the lyrics, and since it wasn’t on any of the albums in my meager collection, I decided to give old Tom another go, and put Rain Dogs on my Want List at Lala.com. It came in the mail …
Had to take down the link and all files related to our “media library” as generated by the totally awesome app Delicious Library. It was pulling in all sorts of unwelcome spiders, bots, and spam, and some people, apparently, still don’t know that hotlinking is not cool.
The beginning of the end of my grip on reality came this past Thursday night when I signed up for a 10-day trial of World of Warcrack, joining the 8,500,000 other people worldwide who’ve signed their real lives (and infant children) away to Blizzard and their subscription-based digital drug. I wouldn’t say I’m addicted yet, but at the same time I have spent most of Saturday and most of Monday night playing it, and I do find myself starting to spend more and more time online looking for ways to be a better Undead Warlock, Level 11.
Still, …
Check here for the list of products encompassed by the Menu Foods voluntary pet food recall. Why? Because your cat can’t use the internet, and your dog just doesn’t care if the food is bad.
Had a great time last night with the pack of writers I’ve lately started getting to know. We were at a bar, and the party was large enough that we had to arrange ourselves long-table-wise, so I only got to speak with a few among my subversive company (all writing is subversive, because writers by definition subscribe to the radical notion that words can change things), but the ones I did get to talk to were all a pleasure. I’m a lightweight (and I’d been up since 7am and just come from an intense workout, to be fair) …
Dylan Hears A Who! starts playing loud music even before the page is completely loaded, but don’t let that stop you from flying over and picking up the zip file of seven tracks of a passable imitation of Bob Dylan singing Dr. Seuss. The voice itself is not so “on”, but the arrangements are pretty obviously done by someone who knows his music well.