Stop talking cards.

I bet I could give away a box of these a night.

"We're all journalists now."

Forbes on Twitter and Mumbai.

The good shit.

Researchers unearth 2700-year-old stash of marijuana.

Wal-Mart worker trampled to death.

On Black Friday. My friend Don comments: "Well. the clean-up supplies were cheap and why bother with a pauper's grave when ya can plop him in a $12.95 container and heft the deal into a dumpster?"

The Honeywell Kitchen Computer.

Rad tech from 1969.

Double-take.

I was a little taken aback when this appeared in my news feeds.

iPhone killer?

The only one that comes close.

A study in brilliance.

Via FAILBLOG.

Well, of course.

Because we're Mac users, we'd be overjoyed to buy a $25 mouse pad. Uh-huh.

How much of a woman.

Brilliant short film by Liron Kroll.

New prose by Don Cole.

Napkin please

A puker opened the door and sprayed frozen, insane rose peddles on the inside of the door. She was so beautiful, just of bar age, and it was the faintest smelling puke I ever smelled. But there had to be someone else in the cab who had ugly insides. (All night I had mean folk.) She sounded like Nurse Ratched on meth. She barked around a bit before morphing into the original parrot of self-centered clichés. The little puker's boyfriend hopped out of the cab and threw a monster piss in the snowbank. A cop showed up and we all got lectures. Mine was on how I should ask all passengers if they have urinated before continuing on into the night. The cop summed it up and looked at me as though to say, "Are you going to swallow it or get a ticket?" I swallowed it like a Cushman St. pro. It wore me out, I went home.

The real WMD.

Thomas L. Friedman on the US economic crisis: "With $5, you can now buy one share of Citigroup and have enough left over for a bite at McDonalds."

2.2 jailbroken.

That was quick.

"What's your favorite sandwich?"

Marty Wombacher calls Larry King.

Nirvana.

Tom Waits reciting a poem by Charles Bukowski.

Leslie David's graphic design.

Something very fresh about it.

iPhone 2.2.

Everything you need to know about the new firmware update. Via iLounge.

Sarah Palin turkey interview.

From KTUU in Anchorage. Palin interviewed at a turkey farm while the birds are slaughtered behind her. It's worthy of Monty Python.

Google's new LIFE archive.

Millions of photos from LIFE dating back to the 1750s.

Jonestown, 30 years later.

Xeni Jardin reporting at BoingBoing.

Star Trek.

Trailer for next year's J.J. Abrams film.

404.

Gallery of custom error pages.

Lego security.

Awesome safe. Thanks, Craig.

The Steve Jobs I miss.

A little more context and background here.

New Springsteen disk.

Set for January 15.

Spam production booming.

The official food of the Republican "faith-based economy."

New prose by Craig.

Wasn't the Full Moon just two or three nights ago? Must be a delayed reaction.

A strange shift. I went into service at 4:00, and immediately had two trips in a row. An excellent start. It was shaping nicely into what promised to be a good, steady roll right out of the chute then...nothing. The phones had quit working by then, and were lifeless initially for 2 1/2 hours or so. Any hack will tell you there's something not quite right about long, silent radio periods. Thanks, GCI. Stood pat for quite awhile rather than chase phantoms, then decided to play the airport. Speaking of phantoms. I figured there would be lots of cabs there and was right, but still was lucky to flag two pretty decent trips anyway. I love it when they'll walk by a whole line of cabs and then stop at mine.

So far, so good, all in all.

Phones were up and sporadically ringing by then and Trulee, the dispatcher, sent me to Oaken Keg. Liquor stores are rarely decent sources of customers, but somebody has to do it, right? So I ignored my gut feeling - invariably a mistake on my part - and went anyway. To find a tweaker. I didn't know that about him before I picked him up, of course, but eventually suspected he might be psychotic as well when he volunteered, out of nowhere, that he was a multiple felon. No, I didn't ask which ones.

He wanted to go home to the Monson Motel, but decided on the way that he had to have a movie to watch. No problem, so we stopped at Blockbuster. Returned a few minutes later pretty pissed at the clerks because they wouldn't rent him some movie called Green River Killer that he wanted to see, but probably really wanted to study and someday practice. I figure they just didn't have it on hand, but reality is relative and can be fleeting for some.

It sort of explains why he cursed popcorn when, in a failed diversionary effort to chit-chat, I suggested that it goes well with a movie. Or maybe not. Hell, I don't know. Just know that when Karma decides to take a shift off, I might as well save some gas too so, thank you, and good night.

J Crist Gallery.

All kinds of good stuff.

Some people deserve to be screwed.

Case in point.

Your weekly YouTube address from the President-Elect.

We've come a long way from fireside chats.

20 essential iPhone apps.

Via Gizmodo. They're all amazing.

The Adobe installation experience.

"... pitifully bad...." Via Khoi Vinh.

What's new in Safari 3.2.

Enhanced security. Still lagging behind WebKit, though.

iJustine.

I guess she's a "spokesmodel" for Mozy now. Dan Lyons has more.

Clowns.

My favorite Goldfrapp song/video. The video makes it even funnier. Lyrics from the book in the limited edition: "Only clowns would play with those balloons what 'dya wanna look like Barbie for? dear oh lord it's easy roasting roasting roastin deed mahagony titties that live on + on + on on +on only clowns would play with those balloons passive when I'm in record day + night I'm watching you."

Panic.

Experience the elegance of a kernel panic. Blue Screen of Death mode included, too.

iPod software 1.0.3 is out.

Minutes ago. Maybe now, the late 2007 MBP with iTunes 8.0.1 will remember that this 4G nano is not in disk mode. Hope it also helps with a "resume" hiccup. For the nano only, I guess.

What is this?

Found amongst thousands of photos. Who knows?

The Unfinished Swan.

Very cool first-person painting game in development by Ian Dallas. Via Subtraction.

Breakout video stars of 2008.

NewTeeVee's top 10.

Welcome to the Anthropocene.

Via the US Southwest, from today's NYT.

I had no idea.

Leopard lets you put an eject "button" in the menu bar to eject optical disks.

Typographical narratives.

Eye Magazine on the meanings of type.

Best bug ever.

Android interprets everything you type as a system command. Typing "rm" must be a blast.

Bottoms up!

Excellent hot sauce guide for the connoisseur.

Election night, 11-04-08.

Flickr photoset.

Leather-bound phone.

Rotary, no less.

Björk talking about her TV.

Thom Yorke releases Obama celebration song.

Available here for free download. Via NME.

Advantageous.

Script for iTunes lets you browse through the iTunes Store and buy through Amazon, with better sound quality and no DRM.

Ecstatic.

This is it.

Help build an end to GOP ugliness and a new beginning. Vote!

The iPod is dying.

More proof. But they're wholly invaluable for set-it-and-forget-it situations, safe private strolls, fly-fishing on LSD, you know. Music-only, provisional situations. No smartphone, no lappy. Still a killer retro interface. I'll miss standalone mp3 players. I don't see why many people would pay as much or more for one as they do a phone or netbook.

The truth about Palin's makeover.

The skinny on the $150,000 Palin makeover, courtesy of my friend Craig:

They claim the clothes expenditure is a campaign related expense because the governor of the Great State of Alaska only had Carharrts and bunny boots to wear when she arrived, like a pauper, from Methville. Joe the Plumber offered to lend them a few white t-shirts and some denim overalls when he wasn't using them, but they made her butt look much bigger than normal. Or something like that. And that's the simple truth. Honest.

$99 netbooks?

Coming soon, with a catch.

T-shirt of the day.

From Zazzle.