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I spent about thirty minutes composing an interesting post, complete with links to visit, etc. but when I hit the publish button I got an ugly page in my browser. SERVER NOT FOUND. Some sort of yellow triangle with an exclamation point in it and a bunch of meaningless black text in a white box:

*Are you some sort of typing moron?
*Did your three year old problem toddler chew through your CompuGlobalHyperMegaNet wire?
*If you are using something called a “firewall” you’ve obviously fscked up, call your nephew/son/computer guy from the office and fix this shit.

So I lost some work. More important to me though is that I lost time. I do not like losing my time. It’s taken me many years to figure out that time is more precious than money and when I lose it unexpectedly I feel stabby. That’s why I purchased a copy of Ecto.

I’ve been checking out Ecto anyway and was nearly done with my trial (they give you 21 days to try it out and I had 5 days left) but as soon as I lost my time I forked over the 18 bucks and now I can compose from the leisure of my desktop. I love the idea of web interfaces for everything but the technology still isn’t there. Some day I suppose…

PlayFirst updated their site. All kinds of new things - forums, profile avatars, a blog, games, even a new design. Go check it out. (disclosure - I work for PlayFirst)

YouTube is the new black that was the old Thursday that became the new Friday. You have The Big Lebowski: The F*ucking Short Version and a sweeeet mashup of Star Trek and Monty Python. Mmmm, can you taste that YouTube? Yes, even though I put a star in the naughty word up there you can still clearly see what it says. I was just fuckin’ with ya.

Put sacrilegious artwork on the album and piss off families of victims from the tragedy that happened in New York City in 2001. Yes, classy lounge-act SLAYER has a new album.

In a last attempt to hump as much cash out of their meth-addicted fan base, a dying breed of mulleted southern gentlemen that wear t-shirts with missing sleeves and smiles with missing teeth, Slayer has hacked a few dancin’ ditties together and wants to meet everyone at the back of the barn for a little down-home country sucking. The suckitude of Slayer is appalling.

I just got finished watching this high-larious pilot that never got picked up for a television show. Written by Conan O’Brien and Robert Smigel, starring Adam West, “Lookwell” takes us on a journey with Ty Lookwell, a former actor that used to have a detective show, as he tries to solve the mystery of the stolen cars.

Too bad this thing never made it, Adam West was frickin’ funny with some great lines… “Perhaps if you watched a bit more television you’d be better at your job” and “It’s all the rage in Minnesota” are a couple of my favorites. So if you have twenty-three minutes go watch.

War? What war? Oh. The cola wars. Hmm. Seems like a couple of idiots thought they’d put The Squeeze on Coca-Cola by stealing some trade secrets and selling them to Pepsi. How come this has never happened with KFC and Popeye’s?

Yeah, it’s a holiday. I’m glad for the day off because it gives me a chance to do some sorely needed dusting. If I was still in my 20’s then I would most likely be planning on getting drunk tomorrow but since I’m not I’m looking forward to a little quiet.

Meanwhile, PlayFirst has a cool new game, Connect Four Cities. We’re talkin’ Connect Four over the internet with one of your buddies. Cool eh? I was playing this the other day at work (at lunch time!) and found myself unable to stop. I’ve also been playing Trijinx (on my Mac) which sort of snuck up on me and hooked me before I knew what happened. Alas, my score will never reach the level that some of our players are getting. The person with the highest score right now nearly reached 50 million points. That’s tough Bubba. A quick hand-eye motion thing is required to get scores that high and I’ll be lucky if I see a third of that score.

This past Sunday there was a bbq at my buddy Sanjay’s house. When I first woke up the fog was thick like a dark grey wool blanket and I thought for sure it would be terrible weather for grilling. Turns out that I’m a lousy weather man (meteorologist, please) and the fog started to burn off precisely at 1pm, leaving a blue sky and bright sunshine that bathed the backyard in a blanket of smiles.