Intergalactic House of Paisley

Amongst my several email addressess is one via Yahoo. I use it for a lot of "give us your email and you can download our album" kind of things. It works, does a good job of filtering out spam, so no big deal.

Earlier this week, I got a message from Yahoo about their "new mail!" and how wonderful it was going to be, and did I want to sign up for it right now, damnit! It's so cool! And stuff! And shit!

To help me decide to be a beta tester, they included a video to Learn more about the newest version of Yahoo! Mail. Go check it out, please. Really, it's only a minute long.


Back? Good. So what did we learn? Use the new Yahoo! mail, and you get confetti bukkake. And "The 1812 Overture" will play while your computer, phone or other device paper spooges in your face. The expression of the Asian woman was particularly evocative.

An interesting feature set, but not quite what I'm looking for in an email program, unless it wants to throw whole bills of large denomination at me, and put the money in money shot.

One would think somebody, somewhere, in the huge number of people who were involved in the design and production of this jizzaster, much less the corporate people who had to review and approve it, would have taken one look and said, "Um, perhaps this is not the best way to present our product." Perhaps other web-related programs could learn from this. I look forward to the ad for "Google (sucks) Chrome (off a trailer hitch)."


*I was shocked (shocked! I say!) to discover I did not have a "not a euphemism" tag (not a euphemism).

The other night I wandered into Rohanna's office and she was watching the end of "Titanic" as background noise. As I sat down, the film panned to the various major characters in their lifeboats, and when they got to Kathy Bates, I didn't wonder where James Caan was, but I did fail to identify her mentally as Molly Brown, but rather as Molly Bloom.

Which has had me cogitating on James Joyce's "Titanic" ever since.


And now you will too.

This. Just watch.







No idea who this guy is, just listed as LJ. Damn.

Due to a lousy weather report for tomorrow, the Chicago White Sox have postponed their home opener against the Kansas City Royals to Tuesday, which was originally an open day. Weather.com says it will be 39˚ with flurries on Tuesday, as opposed to 35˚ and snow showers Monday, so that makes perfect sense.

Thanks a lot, you goddamn wussies. Now what am I going to do tomorrow?

Bastards.

Gosh, I gotta post more often, or something.

1. Promised You A Miracle (12" Mix), Simple Minds

2. Life Is Good, Los Lobos

3. In the Middle, In the Middle, In the Middle, TMBG

4. Summertime Rolls, Jane's Addiction

5. Oi Frango, Super Furry Animals*

6. Spoonman, Soundgarden

7. F.M., Steely Dan

8. Cry Me A River, Richard Thompson (Judith Owen, vocals)**

9. Watch Me Fall, Uncle Tupelo

10. Dead Horse, Robin Holcomb

Bonus round:

11. Motorcycle, Love & Rockets

12. Know Your Rights, The Clash

13. I'm Not Satisfied, Fine Young Cannibals

*From the excellent album Love Kraft

**From the "1000 Years of Popular Music" album


And the morning paper has an ad for "The Last Legion," featuring a centurion wielding Excalibur and billed as "The Untold Beginning of the King Arthur Legend." WTF? Starring Colin Firth, Ben Kingsley and Ashiwarya Rai (Bollywood actress of the "Hotty Damn McHott Hott school). If this film were a baby, I think leaving it on a hillside at birth would have been the appropriate course of action.