Get published 50,000 years from now

You can send a personal message into an outerspace timecapsule that

will be launched by an Ariane 5 rocket into an orbit 1,800 km high, an altitude that will bring it back to Earth in 500 centuries, the same amount of time that has elapsed since early humans started to draw in cavern walls.

Get your kids and your grandparents to write notes:

Every person is invited to write a message addressed to the future inhabitants—the deadline is December 31, 2009. Messages can be posted via the project's website, or sent by postal mail. The organizers encourage everybody to gather messages from children, senior citizens and the illiterate so that every culture and demographic on Earth is represented. The satellite has enough capacity to carry a four-page message from each of the more than six billion inhabitants on the planet. Once the satellite is launched, the messages (with personal names removed) will be made freely available on the web.

I think I will either publish a Conan the Barbarian story, or a message from Kirk:

Making Tron Real

Long time readers know that I'm into alternatives to mice for controlling my computer. So far, the best we have are trackballs. But this might be taking us somewhere where I want to be:

So far it's only the finger that gets to go into tron-space to fondle the digital panda. But if your hand gets to go in, and possibly, your whole arm, well, then you may get to that level of organic movement that may be less damaging than our current interfaces. Supposedly, the most ergonomic form a keyboard could take is a ball, about the size of a beach ball with the keys on the sides. Well, if your hand could merge with the monitor in a digital opening, like the finger poking at the panda on the tire swing, you could interface with a virtual mouse and virtual keyboard that would let you do all sorts of things that would look like interpretive dance, and be better for your musculature.

Here's a direct link to the Japanese site.

Ann Coulter and I agree about something

Although I would use the word "pinko" in an affectionate way:

Let's face it: The former frat boys who populate Wall Street today understand economics as well as the pinko professors whose courses they snored through.

Speaking of Rock Music that Matters

Whoa, and I just happened to be wearing my Mission of Burma t-shirt today!

from the Mission of Burma Myspace blog:

Mission of Burma tracks on Rock Band 2 Out Today

November 18th, 2008 - Now you can jam along with Mission of Burma in your very own home. Rock Band 2 for Xbox and Playstation 3 have released a three-pack of Burma songs including "Mica," "That's When I Reach For My Revolver" and "That's How I Escaped My Certain Fate." Buy each song separately for 160 Microsoft Points ($2.00) or buy all three for 440 MS ($5.50)! Songs are available for purchase on Xbox Live or PlayStation Network, respectively


And we were gonna buy a wii this gifting season!

The Only Rock Critic that matters

Ronald Thomas Clontle won't steer you wrong.

UPDATE!

Here/hear the man himself speak:

	Scharpling & Wurster - Rock, Rot & Rule
	Found at skreemr.com

Poetry from Jason Irwin

FIRST DATE

We were having appetizers
at the museum of urology.
Me, sipping a cup of lemonade
and you, munching a kidney
shaped cookie.
If not for the waitress
dressed like a giant ovary,
whom I couldn't help but undress
in my mind, and all those jars
of pickled prostates,
I might have noticed
that sparkle in your eyes,
the way you licked your lips
after speaking my name.

When Jason sent me this poem, I thought the whole thing was from his imagination. Well. Click here for more information on the museum of urology. Jason tells me that Dr. Engels was his doctor at Johns Hopkins.

Hope Manifested

Looks something like this.

Korea, Seoul, September-October-November 2008

This is a pc bang. This is where I call you on the weekends.


Some colors from Fall, outside of the city.

Dongdaemun. Biggest shopping area in town.




Entertainer in Dongdaemun.

Former co-worker.

Friends. Some are former students.

My coworkers expressing their love for each other and a doner kebab.

Lotte Department Store.

Most of these are Itaewon on Halloween.



More refugees from Pagoda.

The girls at Mr. Beans made my likeness in my latte.

Clam bake, Korea-style. (With Denise, a teacher at my building.)




Interesting graffiti!

The NEW Change!

Finally, something better than some sort of national service act.

Even More Change!

Get the latest news satire and funny videos at 236.com.

The first signs of Change!

Stock up!, from the Denver Post.

The end of satire as we know it

What will the satirists do once W is gone?

They will satire people who think that there's nothing left to satire.

UPDATE.

We can always freeze and then clone the unsatirable until we develop the technology to satire it.

UPDATE 2. Maybe satire IS over.

Wolf Blitzer using Star Wars-like hologram technology.

One for the Road...

The Heptones...

On Kashmir, Peace, and Tomorrow

http://broadband.indiatimes.com/toishowvideo/3668508.cms

This is why Obama gets my vote; Peace in Kashmir. One of the most beautiful places in the world. So great even Led Zepplin wrote a song about the place.

Vote!! An administration, even if founded in the ancient tradition of religious socialist-Marxism, that can revolve around peace and fiscal responsibility is one for me. I'm easily swayed, I guess.

But still, I can't help but worry about the dirty little secrets about voting that go untold..

Peace...