You I'll Never Give Me You Your My Money
I am shopping for a Mac. It's because I enjoy overpaying for things. (I will purchase your Redskins and also Van Halen tickets.) In all the research surprisingly required to buy product from a company that offers, like, 4 computer choices, I stumbled upon all this stuff about how Apple might soon announce that iTunes will carry the Beatles catalog.
It's cute to see people getting excited to pay 99 cents for a bunch of old songs that have been available (illegally) online since even before Shawn Fanning could (legally) buy beer.
But then there is this rumored "Yellow Submarine iPod" that is supposedly designed to look like that place Ringo claimed we all live in. (And maybe we do all live in a yellow submarine, but somehow I think Ringo's assigned quarters are a bit more posh than mine, and Paul's more than Ringo's.) I'm down for an iPod that looks like the Yellow Submarine because I will buy almost anything with a Beatles tie-in (I hope my Maxwell's Silver Colostomy Bags don't expire before I get to use them in old age). So sign me up for a Yella Sub iPod.
According to your Wikipedia, the song "Yellow Submarine" was released just when the brouhaha over John Lennon's "We're bigger than Jesus" remark was coming to a full, vinyl-melting boil.
Still no ChristPod on the horizon. And, yeah, still no Yellow SubPod. But I'll be here to chalk the scoreboard (or not) after Steve Jobs underdresses for another round of meet the press on Sept. 5.
Posted by Russell at 4:17 PM
Fleharty says: Freedom means you learn to say “NO” when you can say “YES”
For over a year now I have owned one of those space pens that Seinfeld made famous. The kind the astronauts use to write in zero gravity, it’s supposed to allow you to write upside down. And it does, quite well. To boot, it’s a very nice ball-point with smooth writing action and a compact design. Thing is, you just don’t have a need to write upside down in day-to-day life. I don’t, anyway. Seems like that would make my neck hurt. My wrist, too.
The side of the pen is emblazoned with gold-colored lettering spelling out FLEHARTY IN 08, and then the web address for the obscure presidential candidate Rick Fleharty. He is a man who takes great pride in being American but who is not without his criticisms of the way things have been going in the USA--not for just the last eight years but the last 48. He also sports a mustache and a long, golden Foghat hairdo. He won’t be my choice in the 2008 election, but he’s my kind of American.
Thanks for the pen, Rick.
flehartyusa.com
Posted by Russell at 12:07 PM
"Maybe is the Kitty ain't dead?"
(I'm going to go to New York City to say Happy Birthday to a typeface at the Museum of Monstrous Art.)
But mostly I write the words here to put up that I didn't think Spider-Man 3 was very bad at all and I never really liked the first one all that much.
Posted by Russell at 2:20 PM
Speaking of Taye Diggs...
There's this advertisement I saw in the DC Metro that is actually posted to the walls of the train tunnel in such a way so that as the train whizzes by, you can look out the window and enjoy an animated advert for a program starring Taye Diggs on the ABC television network. I'm assuming that the effectiveness of the animation is relative to the speed of the train. It wouldn't hurt if they could automatically dim the lights in the train cars as it passes the ad--make the train like a little theater for a few seconds.
Makes me wonder if they've thought of creating some multi-part ads and placing them between a few different stations to be viewed as a series. Would you stay on the train one extra stop just to catch the thrilling conclusion of the latest commercial for Chex Party Mix?
Thing is, it's an effective novelty but not a particularly great ad. Cuz I can't tell you the name of the show being hyped. But even if I knew what it was and when it was on, well, between what I have seen of Mr. Diggs' previous work and the current crop of shows on ABC, I think it's safe to assume that the Metro ad is better than the show it advertises.
I gotta call this one a win-win for Metro, though, because they got money for the ad and they might make an extra buck or two off tourists and rich people who buy another train trip just to see that ad again. (Paying to see a commercial!)
Posted by Russell at 12:53 AM
A Spoonful of Sugar Never Did a Damn Thing for Those Wretched Andrew Lloyd Webber Productions
Trusting anything anybody has to say about anything is more dangerous today than it has ever been, I think, but the reason I won't watch Dreamgirls isn't my usual knee-jerk negative reaction to anything that finds universal acclaim. No, it's just cuz it's a goddam musical, and I just can't bear to sit through another musical in my life unless:
A) It is for college course credit.
B) There is an overwhelmingly high probability of nudity (female).
C) It stars Julie Andrews.
And pretty much I'm talking about Mary Poppins on that last point, because that Sound of Music movie kinda starts to freak me the f*ck out with all the Nazi stuff thrown in there. One minute the cute little girl is singing goodnight to her father, next minute she and all her family are in some scary cave or someplace like that, trying to avoid from having zee evil looftwaffle flying men finding zem! Nah, I like my Julie jams Nazi-free--and with cartoon penguins, if possible. But come to think of it, those chimney sweeps come a little too close to goosestepping during that Chim Chim Cheree sequence. Ah, well.
Posted by Russell at 12:17 AM
My Mom Says It's Jennifer, I Disagree
(btw--I ain't giving anyone anything from the Olive Garden for this. Just so you know. Toodles.)
Posted by Russell at 3:02 PM
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