Subterranean Homesick Blues

It really grates me when people call Bob Dylan's "Subterranean Homesick Blues" "a forerunner of rap and hip-hop." It's a fine song, and I know some rappers have in fact been influenced by Dylan's style, but it's rather ignorant to say a white folk singer was doing rap before anyone else was. I'm sure the long (and largely African-American) traditions of blues, jazz, and soul had a little to do with the development of hip hop, after all. Not to mention the longer tradition of poetry in general.

The Distinguished Alumni of Central High School

Reverend Jeremiah Wright went to my high school! Barack Obama and I are now separated by two degrees. Here's hoping he closes the gap and gives me a cabinet seat. Secretary of Veterans Affairs would be fine.

First order of business: Put the apostrophe back in the department. I bet the Secretary of Education gives him shit about that all the time.

Palin Porn

Hustler: Political discourse we can all get behind.

Fame

Yes!

And my STARmeter is up 130% from last week! What?!

UPDATE: And today, March 31st, 2009 just over six months since I first got my IMDb profile page, my credit as "post-production coordinator" on TICoLD has arrived. Better late than never. Now to add DLL.

RIP Thinkpad

My five year-old laptop is on its last legs. I'll be impressed if it makes it through the rest of the month. Expect even longer periods of silence from myself and the lady.

I hear there's a new line of Macbooks coming out soon, I just hope it's soon enough.

The Late Yul Brynner

"Now that I'm gone, I tell you: Don't smoke. Whatever you do, just don't smoke."




Creepy. Good message anyway, I guess.

Quoted in The Stranger

Sort of. The Stranger reviews the city's monthly happy hour, and quotes a line I wrote for the Office to promote the event. I'd re-quote it here, but then this would come up in my former boss's Google Alerts and I think he frowns upon such blogging (and I still need a letter of recommendation).