Pandora Rocks

I've known about the internet radio site Pandora for years, but never really spent a lot of time listening to it until recently. It's quickly become one of my favorite things in the universe. Without it, I would still be completely unaware that the following things existed:

• An album of mellow My Bloody Valentine covers
  
• A (damn catchy) song about the cult TV show The Prisoner
  
• An answer song to Sam Cooke's "Bring It On Home to Me"
  
  

Ah, Technology: Part II

Dear Al Sharpton,

I'll admit that I don't use Twitter, and I (thankfully) have not been to a lot of funerals in my life. Even so, I think I know enough to say that one should not generally post Twitter updates at a funeral. Emily Post might have something to say about that.

Ah, Technology

So I use Google Calendar to remind myself of upcoming concerts, movies, and other such things that I might be interested in checking out. I never had any problem with it until the other day, when I tried to add an entry for a screening of 28 Days Later, and Google's software assumed that I would be busy for the next four weeks.

The Woman That I Love, She Got a Prizefighter's Nose

I have no idea if Patton Oswalt has any inside information about Bob Dylan's private life, but the image he presents in this story is just too funny to be false:

My friend told me he was at Bob Dylan’s house years ago, and Bob Dylan was complaining because too many of his kids were getting nose jobs or something, and he was on the phone saying “I ain’t paying for any more noses.” So like Bob Dylan is this radical, amazing songwriter, but he still has to bitch about his kids and yell at them.

(The rest of that interview is absolutely worth reading as well. I love that Patton's a true geek's geek, always unashamed to rave about the things he loves.)

Portmanteau Clever By Half

It took me the better part of a week to figure out what Slate's new aggregation feature's name was supposed to mean. Is it the superlative form of Slate (as in slate, slater, slatest)? A strangely spelled contraction of "Slate list"? An attempt to piggyback on the popularity (?) of Gothamist, Phillyist, and other similarly named blogs?

It finally hit me that it's a combination of "Slate" and "latest." At least I think it is.