The Book of Satan, Part Two

iTunes sent me an e-mail about Hilary Duff's new album, prompting me to unsubscribe from their mailing list. It claims,
"Shedding her wide-eyed Lizzie McGuire image, Hilary Duff is all grown up and ready to be taken seriously. Proving that she has officially graduated from teen pop to dance pop, her new album, Dignity, offers a funkier, more electronic vibe than her previous work. Duff also reveals her talent as a songwriter. She co-wrote every song on the album, including the title track, which details her personal observations and experiences of living in Los Angeles."
First of all, graduating "from teen pop to dance pop" is like graduating from a clown college to University of Pheonix Online. Second, from what I've heard of Duff's previous work, writing credit is nothing to brag about...much less co-writing credit? Which leads me to my next point, if she co-wrote all the songs, who was the other co-writer? A deaf primate? Wow, that would be the best matched duet since Simon and Garfunkel. I can't wait to hear this song about living in Los Angelas:
lalala...Los Angelas is like, totally awesome...
lalala...people think I'm dumb, but like, whatever!

Wikipedia is now soliciting donations based on their foundation status in the state of Florida. While this is reasonable, I can't help but be dumbfounded as people plow their money into what is, in plainest terms, a website. While serving knowledge, with variable credibility, is all well and good, wouldn't fighting AIDS in Africa, giving books to inner-city children, or helping the homeless be a better use of you bucks?

Something Creepy

I was just laying in my bed (in my dorm room at Ohio University) a couple of days ago and realized that several hours of having my floor lamp on had activated a glow-in-the-dark ink that was written on my ceiling. At first I was freaked out but as I read I found that it was just someone declaring his eternal love for his admiree, but to me it was much more. It was a profound way to mess with someone. Grab some glow in the dark ink and write death threats all over someone's ceiling. Yeah, that would traumatize somebody real good.

A Breaking Update:

Today a hangover and a food coma collided in what turned out to be a very sleepy situation. There were no survivors.

This One's for Forrest

George Bush sings Sunday, Bloody Sunday.

SubVariant

This is my first post in a long time, I know... I've been busy, alright? I recently deiscovered a really cool record label called subVariant Recordings. They really seem like a kind of one with the people label, from their minimalist techno to their trendy geek shop. Check out some of their music on iTunes.

Hell yeah!

The album I made with Azeem is now on iTunes!