Up the Tree

It’s Saturday and I’m over at the Brooklyn Library getting some books for the Thanksgiving week (Because there’s only so much of my parents I can take). How great is the Library? I mean, free books!? Free music!? Wait until the RIAA get a load of what these guys have been up to for years. They have been distributing music to people for years and nobody has tried to stop them…

What if you could rent music, like you rent DVDs? Take them out for a period of time, listen to them and then return them when you’re done. That’s brilliant. It wouldn’t violate copyright or anything. I’ve got to trademark/register that idea with the patent office stat!

Have a great weekend.

The cab was black. One of those Lincoln Continentals that nobody owns, but are purchased by governments to drive dignitaries around. If I had been a more important person, the car might have been decked out with little flags from my home country on the front bumpers to signify that I was special. Someone who, when people passed on the street might exclaim “Who’s that?” Their friend answering “if you don’t know, I’m not going to tell you.”

I packed my business gear into my green duffle-bag, that looked as inappropriate to it’s contents, as I felt going on the trip. The trip was business, and I felt like an impostor. A fake business man, who might look the part, but secretly wanted to bring down the organization of which I had just joined. It felt wrong, as if I had sold myself out to the suits I said I would always rebel against.

When I used to smoke, not that long ago, I used to day dream about all the cool things I would do with the new found money I would have if I quit smoking. The logic went a little something like-a-this:

* 1 pack of cigs = $7.00
* 5 packs a week = $35.00
* 20 packs a month = $140.00
* savings for the year = $1,000,000

So, my question to the panel is, where’s the flipping money? I ain’t no richer. Maybe it’s my math.

It has become apparent that writing from work, just isn’t feasible anymore, so I’m buying a laptop to write from home and on the road.

I’m currently in love with the “12-inch Powerbook.”:http://www.apple.com/powerbook/index12.html It’s like a tiny, tiny little slice of heaven.

It’s just going to be the adjustment of a 23-inch monitor to a 12-inch which might prove interesting.