I’ve been using the Firefox 1.1 alpha this afternoon. It’s rippin’ fast!

My brother pointed out that I haven’t really commented on With Teeth yet. Whoops; I’ve been so busy lately that my posts have gotten more and more terse, and I thought I’d talked about it already.

I guess part of the reason I haven’t commented is because it hasn’t moved me that much one way or the other. It’s good, but not so shockingly good that I had to rave about it. It’s not bad enough that I’d want to bitch about it either. It was also overshadowed by the (excellent) Spoon disc which arrived the same day.

So all in all it’s near the bottom of the discography, but a mediocre NIN album is still better than most.

Fascinating.

from Salon: Woodward and Bernstein: Felt was Deep Throat

My little buddy T-Bone is in the office today during a break in her other daily occupation (as it were). I see her too rarely now. Tomorrow she’ll be gone again, so tonight…we drink!

It’s funny how every phone call she’s gotten today — and there have been many — has started with, “Hello? Hey!………Nope, just for today.”

…i’ve chosen the Be Good Tanyas. It’s a good way to keep from going koo koo bananas at the end of a long day.

from the London Free Press: Ontario bill ends censoring of films

there are songs that just perfectly fit the morning you’re having? or trying to have? well, this morning it was “Teddy Roosevelt’s Guns” by A Silver Mt. Zion.

MyMusic buggered up my order last week, so I still haven’t listened to the new Sleater-Kinney disc. I’ve since re-ordered it, but it just shipped today so it’ll be at least Thursday before it arrives. Dangit.

By the way, I’m addicted to poker. Not playing it, watching it.

Someone near my desk has a quote on their whiteboard that reads, “You are what you think about.”

So I’m Salma Hayek and an order of butter chicken then.