If you didn’t catch Jon Stewart’s interview with Christopher Hitchens last night on The Daily Show, head over to the invaluable Crooks and Liars to see the video. Say what you want about Hitchens, he’s an intelligent guy and knows how to argue a point without resorting to childish tactics; as a result there was probably more reasoned debate in these 9 minutes than CNN has hosted since the war began.

Incidentally, that’s the most agitated/determined I’ve seen Stewart since he ran Tucker Carlson off CNN.

Listen to the last two minutes of “Memorial” by Explosions In The Sky and tell me it’s not the most fun you’ve ever had.

‘Cept maybe the last two minutes of “Rocket” by Smashing Pumpkins.

My wife is a unicorn. That is, she’s holding the remote control to her forehead and whinnying.

My wife is a dorky, dorky unicorn.

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Pandora is the coolest music app I’ve played with in a while. It’s already served up some pretty good stuff on my Mogwai and Matt Pond PA stations.

It turns out I’ve seen the site before…just bookmarked it and forgot about it. Thanks to Modern Mod for the reminder.

The What’s Next Blog lets us know that the internets aren’t as highbrow as some of us like to think. These are top ten keyword searches in the past 48 hours:

1. games cheat
2. top 100 baby names
3. playstation game cheats
4. yahoo
5. google
6. ebay
7. paris hilton
8. dogs
9. poetry [editor’s note: hurrah! hope for humanity! — lt. dan]
10. jessica simpson

You have to wonder how many people searched for google on yahoo and vice versa…

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The new New Pornographers disc Twin Cinema (pitchfork | metacritic) is killer. Not that I had any doubt, really. I’m three songs in and I already love.

I’ll also be picking up the new Black Rebel Motorcycle Club disc as soon as possible. It has an 80 on Metacritic and my brother seems to like it.

Mmmmmmm…T-Bone and I just visited The Dessert Lady on Cumberland (right next door to The Pilot). I’ve seen the people standing outside giving out free cookie samples, but hadn’t tried it until today. I’m glad we did. Actually, Stanzi & PackMan and I went after lunch; I tried to bring a cookie sample back to the office for T-Bone but…well, it didn’t make it. So instead I took her back with me and she bought some treats. I had two truffles — 1 peanut butter, 1 bourbon — that were pretty good. Maybe not quite as good as JS Bonbons, but good enough; add the proximity and it’s a primo option. The cookies look pretty sweet too.

The film festival announced it’s full lineup yesterday, and today the newspapers are trumpeting the imminent arrival of Hollywood A-listers (Christ, I can’t believe I just used that term). The list of movies I want to keep an eye on is up to about 30, and I haven’t even gotten my bible yet. Dang…how are we going to keep it to just 5 films this year!!?!?

Despite last night’s anti-Scorsese rant, the film I think I want to see the most is No Direction Home: Bob Dylan. Whatever issue I have with most of his films, The Last Waltz is brilliant work so I’m anxious to see if he can replicate it. Plus, on the off chance that Dylan shows up, it could be pretty cool to see those two up on stage answering questions…I don’t think anyone would understand a word they said.

Stupid corporate firewall. I can’t get Google Talk to work (even though I’m giving it the correct proxy info), and Google Desktop doesn’t let me set a proxy connection so I can only use half of it.

But at home? It’s pretty sweet.