• Psychobilly! Ballroom Blitz by Batmobile. Nice. ♫ http://blip.fm/~a9w4 #
• Lullaby for tonight, Billy Bragg & Wilco’s “The Unwelcome Guest”, words by Woody Guthrie. Goodnight internets. ♫ http://blip.fm/~a9xr #
• Good Morning Internets! Working on a Saturday in the office. But being one of two people here, amp’s up to 11 wi… ♫ http://blip.fm/~abrc #
• Seriously. ♫ http://blip.fm/~acjg #
• The girls used to scream like that for me. Honestly. Then I got the restraining order. ♫ http://blip.fm/~acp0 #
• The Clash “Overpowered by Funk” And not just because I haven’t showered yet today… ♫ http://blip.fm/~acqw #
• Home. Working on my internets. #
• Laptop stolen STOP Had internets projects on there STOP kinda pissed STOP not as pissed as Chuck will be STOP #

• It’s a rainy Friday morning. I’m at work and thinking: “Honestly, what am I doing here?” I have no answers yet…. ♫ http://blip.fm/~a0te #
• Mike Watt cover of Wire’s 3 Girl Rhumba. Three cups of coffee into the day. Situation: Calm. Might be the wate… ♫ http://blip.fm/~a14r #
• I am eating an apple. It’s a green apple. In case anyone wanted to know what I was doing while listening to th… ♫ http://blip.fm/~a4ei #
• It’s still raining in NY. I don’t mind, it’s refreshing to my inner chaos. I await your grumbling attempts at abuse. #
• I am home. I have coffee. I have cigarettes. I have ‘pockets’, which is what my two-year-old calls popsicles. #
• Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros - White Riot (live). Oh, and I list the song & artist for my twitter & facebook. I… ♫ http://blip.fm/~a7lz #
• More live Joe & Mescaleros-another Clash song, “Bankrobber”. A lifetime turning one machine, ten times worse tha… ♫ http://blip.fm/~a7n2 #
• Circles-Soul Coughing - Gonna let my internets machine finish installing updates while I chase children and smok… ♫ http://blip.fm/~a7tb #
• I’m going to grab something to eat with Angela. Maybe we go to the diner. Maybe. #

• Superman’s Song- I’m sorry but half the time he was saving the world he was on the clock at the Daily Planet. An… ♫ http://blip.fm/~9qe9 #
• Iggy’s Not Right. Neither am I.’Course, I’m not wrong either. ♫ http://blip.fm/~9rj1 #
• Look out Ray Charles! Oh, wait. He’s blind. Dead too. Ah well. ♫ http://blip.fm/~9rkt #
• Not missing, been on http://blip.fm today. X-posting to twitter & facebook is tenuous @ best. #
• I once harassed Frank Black when he opened for the Ramones. I probably wouldn’t have, if he was with the Pixies… ♫ http://blip.fm/~9u6y #
• If you get a chance, check out the Phenomenauts cover of this song. It’s … phenomenal… enter groans here. ♫ http://blip.fm/~9ume #
• Awl-righty… off to spend some time in the real world, Here and Now. See you tomorrow internets! I may tweet … ♫ http://blip.fm/~9vvb #
• Tonight’s lullaby (and internets encore) brought to you by Joe Strummer & the Latino Rockabilly War - Trash City… ♫ http://blip.fm/~9y0p #

• No escape plan, no grenades. It’s 8am. #
• Bob Dylan Wrote Propaganda Songs - Minutemen A quick pick me up to get me out of work a little faster. ♫ http://blip.fm/~9ixm #
• It has dawned on me, that all I need are two bullets to put the world right. But I’ll take six, just to be sure. #
• There is a disturbing silence in my house. The calm before the storm? #
• There seems to be some serious lag between blip.fm and twitter. #
• I haven’t been watching enough TV lately. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. Ex-Lion Tamer - Wire ♫ http://blip.fm/~9mcj #
• Julia Nunes - Ukulele cover of Weezer’s Keep Fishing. Check her out on the YouTube. She’s fucking cool as all … ♫ http://blip.fm/~9mj9 #

• Getting my 10 am coffee and a box of grenades. #
• It’s time for my older computer to take a nice long rest. Newer old computer online shortly… #
• Newer old computer online. Gotta set up my mail though. #
• I’m seriously contemplating not going to work again without a good escape plan. Goodnight, internets. #

• Time for a newer old computer. This one fails me too often lately, and there are better boxes in the house. I just dread the move. #
• Mike Watt - Big Bang Theory. Some get-well music for the LHC and a lullaby for the rest of you. ♫ http://blip.fm/~8yxf #

.: The best things in life are free.  TV used to be free.  In some places it still is, but if you’re currently living in 2008 without paying for tv, you’re either one of those people who are crying out ‘kill your television!’ from deep within your caves, or you’re somewhere over the age of 80, or you’re just too cheap to afford basic cable.

Thanks to the internets, TV is free again.

Well, I guess not really, considering most people are paying through the nose for internets.

I’ve just checked out and joined up with Hulu.com.  It’s free streaming TV shows and movies over the internets.  It looks good, sounds good and even my ancient box here running Firefox on Ubuntu has no problem with the quality of the audio or video.

Well, the video is a little jerky. But I’m watching it on a 450mhz machine with 256kb of ram.  I mean, that’s like driving around in a car fashioned from stone, logs and a sabretooth tiger pelt, that you need to start and stop with your bare feet.

Right now, I’m watching the season premeire of NBC’s Chuck. And this is about a week before it’s set to air on the old TV.

At the moment, while the number of shows and episodes are limited, there’s still a ton of stuff on there.  And like I said, it’s free (a few short ads is all you have to put up with) and at that price, you can’t not check it out.

Unless of course, you’re more interested in killing your TV while wearing out your 80 year old feet trying to stop your stone-age vehicle.

I guess there’s a few ways of taking that blog title.  The Timelords /KLF Dr. Who/Rock n’ Roll Part2:

Enjoy with thanks to Warren Ellis who blipped this today.

AB

• I am just starting to come alive. Been awake for a bit, but kind of sleep walking through the beginnings of another Sunday. #

• Laziness=McDonalds. I just ate stuff that I know will make me feel like shit in the name of Late Night Convenience. #
• This morning is already shaping up to be over. The afternoon awaits my sorry ass to get with it. ♫ http://blip.fm/~8bxx #
• Home from work. A cover of ‘Slack Motherfucker’, live by fIREHOSE, for all you poor bastards working on a Satur… ♫ http://blip.fm/~8ds2 #
• William Shatner & Henry Rollins ‘Can’t Get Behind That’. This is one you must listen to. Click the link or copy … ♫ http://blip.fm/~8dt0 #
• On our way to the keegans brewery for beer and voodelic #
• Vooelic is happening now @ Keegan Ales. Beer being consumed. Where are you? #

Julia Nunes is just

fucking

awesome.

Okay, I admit it.  I’m momentarily smitten.  And not alone, I would imagine.

• Good Morning, internets! ♫ http://blip.fm/~801w #
• At B&N for coffee and the mockery of your sodomy induced vision of the Virgin Mary surfing your internets. #
• I had no idea that you could get a fifty cent refill @ the B&N. Fuck me. #

• The work day has not been productive in any way that matters to me. Time stolen. And off to bed I go. Goodnig… ♫ http://blip.fm/~7lov #
• Good morning. Here we go again with the grind. ♫ http://blip.fm/~7nhi #
• @JohnCrapo elsewhere. that sounds damn good right about now. in reply to JohnCrapo #
• Send lawyers, guns and money. And literate redhead women with booze. The latter is the important bit. #
• ‘It’ occurs to me. And fairly often, at that. #
• It is apparently my curse to be blessed with these short legs and long torso. My height may be average, but my ass-crack always shows. #
• I just heard this as I was eating a Reese’s cup. How’s that for synchronicity? Take that, you heathen bastards! ♫ http://blip.fm/~7r5t #
• I’m hoping to be out of here soon. And possibly going to Barnes & Noble this evening if anybody’s interested in meeting me over there. #
• Out of coffee. This can mean only one thing at this point. It is time to get the fuck out of the office. A little traveling music? Perhaps. #
• Earth’s got porno sites and ice cream cones. ♫ http://blip.fm/~7t6f #
• Changed my mind about B&N tonight. Tomorrow instead, when I have more time. #
• OK. B&N for about an hour. Round 8:30 #
• One for Maryellen, because she’s stressed and ready for murder. ♫ http://blip.fm/~7vzi #
• @JohnCrapo Shit, hope that things will work out for you. If not, there’s always internets bubbles to burst. in reply to JohnCrapo #

.: AngryBob will be there, drinking and being charming like a motherfucker.

Check out Voodelic at their myspace space…   http://www.myspace.com/voodelic.  For those of you in the know, lead singer is Earl Lundy of the late Flying Saucer Cafe, where I used to host the open mic.  Earl kicks ass.  Voodelic is kick ass.  And the beers at Keegan Ales are also kick ass.

.: In other news, aside from having dinner with Chuck and Angela, and kissing Angela goodnight, I did nothing worthwhile today at work or home.

AB

• As another day begins, I am humbled by the fact that I have forgotten to wear pants to work. ♫ http://blip.fm/~7bal #
• I need something to settle me down a little. This has been a pretty wild day.For me, anyway. The rest of them … ♫ http://blip.fm/~7g1f #
• and again… ♫ http://blip.fm/~7g2q #
• Text msg to Angela: I’m fighting racism and crazy people. I’ll be home when I feel that the world is a little safer for you. #
• Getting my ass home, after a long shitty (but funny) day. #
• If life hands you lemmings, you don’t necessarily have to follow them over the fucking cliff. ♫ http://blip.fm/~7lcl #

• I was ready to go home before I even woke up today. But here we go anyway. ♫ http://blip.fm/~71g3 #
• Can I get a witness from the congregation? #
• For Kelly at the office. ♫ http://blip.fm/~71wm #
• Escape is imminent. The walls are burning. And I have no cigarettes or coffee. ♫ http://blip.fm/~75mq #
• Mounds don’t. I shit you not. #
• You realize that despite advances in medicine and civil rights, the VP slot is the one we really need to watch. #
• I’m back from my walk, sitting in deep13 and getting my internets on. The no smoking sign is ‘off’. ♫ http://blip.fm/~78qa #
• Why can’t I get the fucking pictures of the memory card in my camera using Bluetooth? ♫ http://blip.fm/~78tl #
• I’m smoking one more cigarette, then it’s off to bed. These late nights really fuck me up. Especially when I thi… ♫ http://blip.fm/~79d2 #

“It’s time,” he said as he sat down in front of me.

“Time for?” I asked, lighting another cigarette and wishing to hell that my eye hadn’t started twitching.

He chuckled, momentarily smoothing out the lines in his weathered face.  At that moment, I hated the white-haired son of a bitch more than anyone on the planet.  Hated him more than I hated my ex-wife.

“It’s easy for you to play this game.  To play stupid, or ignorant, or ‘hard-to-get’.  But I do not play.  You will either give me the notebook, or I will have your balls presented to you on a plate and make you eat them.  I will make you savor every bite and you will thank me for it, for the opportunity to eat your own balls. Because by that time, you will have an idea of what other horrors I can present you with.  And if you are very lucky, your education may end there.”

“How do you know I even have the notebook?” I asked, squinting as my smoke drifted into my eyes from the cigarette dangling from my mouth.  The look on his face was the calm frustration of a parent or new dog owner.  “Your man didn’t search me.”

“Where else would it be?” he asked.  “A man like you has nobody he can trust.  Nobody who wouldn’t stab you in the back for the sheer pleasure it would give them to watch you vanish.”

I stubbed the cigarette out on the table.  “You’re right,” I admitted as I reached into my coat, my fingertips brushing the ancient leather cover.  “And that’s why I carry a gun.”

Before his man could move, his forehead crumpled, forcing his brain to squeeze through the new hole in the back of his skull.  My gun swiftly slid towards my host and gave him a slug through his expensive, purple silk shirt and continued through the back of his jacket via his pulverized heart.  I stood up and looked down into his eyes as I replaced the gun with the notebook.

“Overconfident creepy cocksucker,” I smiled. “What the fuck would you have done with the erotic stories of Charles Darwin anyway?”

• Back at work. Beat, late and up to no good. #
• Installation management is bullshit:L #
• If I don’t eat lunch soon, nobody is safe. Hide your pets and old folk. #
• In the basement working away the time. I had lunch. All are safe now. #
• I’ve added the twitter app. to my facebook. ‘Will it work?’ seems to be the question. #
• The jungle is thick with monkeys resembling Elton John. Fucking scary. #
• The jungle is thick with monkeys resembling Elton John. Fucking scary. #
• Just added it to the MySpace too. And my computer is now acting very suspiciously like it wants to bite me in the balls. #
• The jungle is thick with monkeys resembling Elton John. Fucking scary. #
• Not working on the myspace. Not that I really use the MySpace much anyhows. #
• Just got back from my walk. Smoking to offset the exercise. Calories burning-lungs burning. Tied for last. #
• This phone enables me to send obnoxious picture mail. I may lose some friends. Again. #
• And this is the way the world ends, not with a bang or a whimper, but a synthesizer. ♫ http://blip.fm/~6ycl #
• Such is life. Goodnight children. ♫ http://blip.fm/~6yqp #

The gun was cold in his hands, and he wanted to warm them.

He had been waiting in the alley for nearly four hours.  The moon, once large on the horizon was now just a small dot over his head, the signal it sent him weak but still present.  A newspaper rustled in a sudden breeze, brushing against his foot.  He glanced at it, but he could no longer read the words and all of the pictures seemed alien to him.  He shifted the gun to one hand, reached down and picked up the large wax-paper cup he had reclaimed from the mesh can on the street, sipped the cold ice-melt-still faint with sugary orange flavor-and grinned as the ice shifted.  He felt a kinship to the ice, more than he had ever felt with the dumb animals he shared the world with. He set the cup back down and held the gun with both hands again.

“Soon?” he asked, tilting his head back to see the small silver disk slowly slide across the night.

Soon, it answered.  Be ready.

He heard the clicking of the heels first, followed by the softer thudding of well-made shoes.  He felt a little sorry for them, knowing that they would not understand.  Could not understand.  The firm cold glaciers of their lives moving so slowly and steadily, that they did not recognize change until they dropped off the edge and plunged into an ocean of chaos.

The ice shifted again, making a new pattern as it lost cohesion.

They would not understand.

The gun was cold in his hands, and he wanted to warm them.

A disturbing first piece of Micro-Fiction.  I really thought things would start out with some humor.  I guess the Joke is on me.  - AB

.: Set up all sorts of Twitter shit.  Tweets post here, can be posted from here and now also update my Facebook status via Twitter.  I can see myself using Twitter a whole lot. Which means daily posting here, since the WordPress plugin ‘TwitterTools’ will post a daily digest of my tweets.

Which may be more interesting than most of the other stuff I post.

.: The phone thing is really going well.  I use it to text Pip at home, as well as Twitter updates.  I’m going to try to set things up so that I can send picture mail from my phone to a post.  But that’s something to fuck with later.

.: Looking for a good handheld unit, preferrably a really, really good one that doesn’t use Windows.  That may be temporarily impossible.  I don’t want a smart phone though.  I’d like to keep the handheld and the cell separate, but use the cell’s ‘bluetooth modem’ capabilities to do the net thing with the handheld.

So, I’m looking for some handheld PC/PDA suggestions.  I’d like something that can be alternately used with a roll-up or small but functional-without-being-tiny-keyboard.  Bluetooth/WiFi - clean internets and word processing important.  Something I can use to cloud-surf from anywhere’s I can get bars on the phone.

.: Time to eat some soup and go for a walk.

.: May be back later with some other things I’m working on.

AB

• Sitting on the stoop with Maryellen, smoking ciggarettes. #

• Going to my mom’s tomorrow to help her get rid of some shit and organize the rest. #
• In Brooklyn, at my mom’s house. In the area? Text or call. # On my facebook. #
• Waiting for a table at Anthony’s on ave X. #
• Anthony’s on ave X in Brooklyn-not bad. I enjoyed my meal. Joe & Jen came w/us, and that was real nice. #

• Back at work. why do i bother with this? Because of the paycheck. Invest wisely in your futures, children. #
• Getting ready to go to a party in the ghetto… “in the ghetto” #
• Not going to the party in the ghetto now. Getting loved by my daughter and fixing the internets for you all. #

• Last smoke til 5:30. hope it tastes better than the last one #
• Why didn’t the last one show up? #
• The New Kids on the Block comeback. Erm… shouldn’t it be The New Approaching Middle Age Guys on the Block? Or is it just me? #
• Plotting the overthrow of the overthrow of humanity. #
• Wondering why i’mworking on such a bloody nice day #
• Why are the tweets from my cell taking so long to post? #
• Im @ barnes & noble looking 4 a new book, suggestions anyone? #
• Didn’t get a book. Maybe tomorrow. Now I am off to sleep, hopefully to dream of literate red-heads in states of undress. Damn pin-up book. #

.:I made it through a day of work without choking myself by swallowing scissors.  That’s something.

Of course, Gantor borrowed my work scissors a couple of weeks ago and has yet to give them back.

.: Got a belt clip and dashboard clip for the phone. Yay.

Got a bluetooth usb thing for the computers too.  Tomorrow, I may figure out how to work it.

.:And finally, I picked up a network card for Gantor’s PC, and then taught the range extender how to connect to the network by force.  Gantor now has internets on her computer.  In fact, I am using it now.

.: Just need to put Orifice 2007 on her desktop and she is good to go.

With the exception of the sound card, which she apparently needs.

And now I go to sleep.  Fuck.