I’m a little late on this one, largely because I’d rather have my skin pulled off than listen to Bill O’Reilly’s radio show. But a week or so ago, Billy came up with a real doozy, one that Uncle Crappy simply couldn’t let go. Billy said the iPod, Apple’s ubiquitous music player, is speeding the… Read More no sense zone.
Oh, good. My identity has been compromised. Again. A couple of weeks ago, I got notification from OU that someone had hacked the networks at the alumni association and Hudson Health Center, and had gained access to names and social security numbers for a bunch o’ Bobcats — specifically, about 200,000 former and current students.… Read More i.d., please.
Know what passed for breaking news in Pittsburgh today? The Stillers will wear their white jerseys in the Super Bowl instead of their home blacks. Wow. Stop the presses. And somebody get me the hell out of here.
Merry Chris… Wait. That one’s not allowed. Happy holi… No. That one’s wrong too. Go fuck yourse… OK. Not exactly a positive reflection of the holiday spirit. Or the Christmas spirit. Or whatever. I can’t make a blanket statement about the conservatives who are trying to reinsert Christmas to the forefront of our collective consciousness… Read More merry, um, whatever.
Things are a bit tense in GratefulDeadLand, thanks to an interesting decision, apparently by the band, about a week ago. You’ve heard me babble about Archive.org, the site that had made available for download nearly every Grateful Dead show ever. I had a blast looking up all the shows I attended and finding copies of… Read More in the end there’s just a song.
A note to those who want to pimp their blogs on Uncle Crappy: The best way to get me, and most of the people who read this page, to check your blog is to leave an interesting, relevant comment on mine. The best way to ensure I’m never going to check your page is leave… Read More grrrrr.
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