"This tickles me to no end because
it has the potential to cause total chaos. Big business wants to
use the net for commerce but they haven't really thought out the
implications of trafficking in digital music. A whole new world
of questions on digital property rights and transfer of ownership
is opened before our very eyes. George pays $0.99 for a song at
the iTunes music store. Since he now owns the mp3 of the song just
as legally as he would own a CD, will he be allowed to sell it used?
To get the answer to that question, George posts an eBay auction
for the mp3. Follow the story as it unfolds."
"There have been times when I was so
desperate for something to read the label on the shampoo bottle
started looking good, but today I am blessed with being able to
connect to the internet where there is a neverending supply of material.
And I do believe, out of it all, blogs and journals are my favorites."
"I've noticed that there are people
who park (illegally) in no parking zones, but turn on their hazard
lights, as if that somehow makes them immune to the law. The funny
part is, hazard lights attract parking meter attendants like moths.
Today I saw nine people do this in front of Starbucks so they could
run in and grab a latté before zipping along. Seven out of
nine were ticketed within one minute of parking. Heh."
"Men's Fashion: Part 1, Suits
Unfortunately the majority of suits you see look awful. This isn't
necessary. Even if you work ten hours with your jacket on, being
mindful of your clothing will keep you ready for cocktails after
work. Too many men either don't care or don't know how to wear a
suit, and, suitably, look like shit. This is worth avoiding."
"I'm a bit of a history buff, so I'm
always proud to learn new and interesting things about this little
bit o' land we call America. I thought I knew a great deal about
our young nation, but I never had heard of the Federal Vampire and
Zombie Agency (FVZA)! Please, take a moment to remember the past
American heroes who served our country so bravely in protecting
us from the undead."
"As some of you may remember I was
babbling incoherently just over a week ago about this guy. Well,
babbling and enjoying. And apparently jinxing. All that crap I was
talking about the bad boy thing being a left over from high school?
Not so my friends. Apparently he is still very high school in many
ways. He had to go out and "rescue" one of his friends
who was drunk and, I'm not kidding here, walking down some street
during a snow storm breaking car windows. Hi, can we say immature?
And, don't get me wrong, I am not saying that he is like his friends,
but they do reflect him, don't they?"
"Everything is optional in your own
personal accountability log, which liberates you from the pressure
of reporting specific details for control or tabulation; the only
important rule is to fill it up somehow, showing details that later
could [at least] help as reference points to focus your memory on
the sequence of events."
"The slave and I tried to sleep together
last night. It wasn't pretty. I thought she was as sleepy as I,
but she fucked around reprogramming the TIVO while I was trying
to fall asleep. Finally, she was finished and turned out the lights.
Every time I drifted off, I started farting. She kept throwing the
covers over me to keep things contained and I'd wake up again. I'm
always too warm at night. It seems there may be some social penalties
to be paid with the Atkins Diet."
"After inhaling two Long Island Ice
Teas, I felt at peace with the world. I had a low tolerance for
alcohol (Asian-Americans are notorious for this), usually turning
red after only half a beer. So when I did get truly snookered, I
was a happy, sleepy, red-faced drunk. I rested my head in my hands
and started to drift a bit.
“My God, your hair is on fire!” Jack cried out suddenly.
An acrid smell assaulted my nose. Indeed, in my drunken haze, I
had leaned too far forward and my now flaming bangs had been ignited
by the candle at the table."
"G wants me to go to the hospital Christmas
party. I am not really sure how I feel about that. I don't like
these formal gatherings of the pretentious. This Sat. night I had
dinner with people who dressed in ties to eat at a persons home.
I just feel that it is not important to impress people with what
you have on, but by words. I remained rather silent as I was intimidated."
"I suppose you must think that being
on vacation and after having a few drinks I have nothing sensible
to discuss. Well, what the hell? This is a blog! Posting under the
influence can open up one's creativity and result in some very thought
provoking writing. I can't say that this necessarily is one such
post, but right now, I really don't care. Are you at all concerned
about the presence/absence of greys in your pubes?? Don't be bashful
now, no babes come to this site as far as I'm aware and I'm on holiday,
so anything goes."
"OK....so when we bought the tickets
to the Stones, we decided to make a real deal of it and also get
a hotel room near the stadium where they were playing. (Yes, I know,
we have a house only 15 miles from the stadium....but that does
not mean we are close.....it can actually take up to two hours to
drive that far during peak traffic)! We thought by getting a hotel,
we could go early and avoid all the traffic and parking woes......and
have a luxurious time of it.....since that is my whole goal in life!"
" Adventures in Babysitting
Once, at a wedding, I was put in charge of a hotel room filled with
about seven or eight children. I was fifteen or sixteen and had
no experience as a babysitter. Some parent (a complete flake, if
you ask me), left an infant in my care. When the baby wouldn't stop
crying, I eventually realized that I needed to change its diaper.
Based on absolutely no experience with poop and diapers, I just
sort of put the baby's butt under running water and dried it with
a paper towel -- all the while I was gagging uncontrollably."
"just a few of the very important things
i learned while living in los angeles
- There are two types of orgasms: wasabi orgasms and warm French
fry orgasms. While there may be several sub categories, like the
Double Quarter Pounder with cheese Supersized™ orgasm, they
all fall under those two types..."
"Unbelievable. The best man for Steves
stag do to amsterdam organised a
stretch limo. 10 miles from home, and it breaks down. Currently
in limo #2.
superb. Champoo is a flowing, frenzy factor 9.2. near pool bank
in rush
hour. Ho hum living large!. 8 of us, loving it all ! ! fingers crossed
that
we get to the airport on time."
