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Louis C.K.’s latest concert video for $5 – legitimately!
Comedian Louis C.K. decided to release his latest concert video via the Internet, exclusively from his website, free from DRM. This allowed him complete control over distribution, format and cost. The corporate middlemen were cut loose and Louis was able to provide his fans with a legitimate way to reward his hard work.
It appears it's been a resounding success. Here's a small excerpt of a note he posted yesterday on the site:
The show went on sale at noon on Saturday, December 10th. 12 hours later, we had over 50,000 purchases and had earned $250,000, breaking even on the cost of production and website
It's fantastic to see someone with such visibility taking the approach of selling their art/work directly to their audience. Radiohead and Nine Inch Nails have done it with some success and it's good to see it spread to video production.
I like being an enabler.
This past weekend, a friend called me an enabler. Shock! Horror! Me, an enabler? Bah. Wait. Introspect. Reflect. Assess. Epiphany.
I am an enabler. He spat the word at me with derision and my reflex was to feel offended. Pausing on that word for a moment, I realized his snap judgment of my character was absolutely right. I encourage bad behavior all the time, especially in the people closest to me. However, I also condone good behavior, even in people whose presence makes my skin itch.
Here's why: Every person should be allowed to live their lives in the manner they choose, regardless of the wishes of others. As long as the activity or behavior doesn't interfere with the same allowance for others to do the same. This is something I believe down to the core of my being to be true. (Doesn't mean it's right, sane or feasible, but there it is.)
To that end, if someone I know is drinking themselves to death, I won't lecture at them to seek aid, but if they do, I'll support them through the process as I can. I just think we're all doing what we can to survive until the end. Whatever you path you choose is your own.
On using someone else’s coffee cup
I don't bring a coffee cup with me to work and I don't like to use the styrofoam cups. Next to the sink in the break room is a rack of coffee cups. Many of these look like halloween props with dust and cobwebs galore. One of them caught my eye. A purplish mug with a ceramic Eeyore hanging on to the handle. I washed it out and poured myself some coffee.
When I returned to the office, one of my coworkers asks me, "Is that your mug?"
"No," I replied, "it was hanging in the breakroom."
At this, his face crinkled up like one of the aforementioned styrofoam cups in a microwave. A noise indicating complete revulsion leapt from his lips and he says, "That's gross."
Not wishing to be seen as an unwashed heathen, I informed him that I had taken care to wash it with hot water and soap. Still, he was unwavering in his position that what I was doing was foul beyond reproach. So, I inquired as to his dining activities.
"Do you ever go out to eat?" says I.
"Of course. Every once in a while," says he.
I asked, "Do you bring your own water glass with you?"
It’s the little things…like nose hairs.
There is only so much adults can tell children about what's to come. There's so much to tell. The pain of unrequited love, the disappointment of not being perfect, the abject dismay of the human condition, the all-encompassing bliss of letting someone else love you, the vast possibilities and opportunities that await. Then, there's the mundane routine of adulthood: sleep, eat, shit, work, shop, lather, rinse, repeat. Which parts are relevant when everything's included?
I don't know, but I wish my father had told me about nose hairs. After all, I inherited this from him because Mom never had a mustache that started in her nostrils. Now, they're a constant nuisance for me. My hair is starting to thin, but still grows reasonably fast and my hirsute nose is no exception to that.
Of course I have a trimmer. I'm not a barbarian. It's one of those cheap AA-battery operated deals and my rechargeable batteries finally gave all. Two weeks ago, I could just see a peeker at the top of my unshaven lip. That's too much time to let one of these things go.
This morning, when I looked in the mirror, I could see what amounted to a set of spider's legs, wiggling their toes at the base of my nose. Springing into action, spiders in tow, I finally got replacement power for the trimmer. As soon as I slammed the battery in place, I flipped the switch and started the trimmer. Spider's legs gone and sanity restored.
Here's what I wish my father had said to me: "Son. Hair will begin growing in places you didn't think it could. Be prepared and always have batteries on hand."
LA Noire: The Naked City Interrogation Answers
This got rejected by GameFAQs for having too little content. I compared this "guide" to another interrogation FAQ and, apparently, I needed to add some video footage links and a long, drawn-out list of legalities and disclaimers at the bottom.
Well, I like it short and sweet, so here it is (with the heading and legalese removed) for those that need the assistance.
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LA Noire: The Naked City
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----<<<< Virginia Reynoldson Interrogation >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
Victim's State of Mind Lie -> Barbiturates
Question 2: Response:
Victim's Personal Life Lie -> Smoking Jacket
Question 3: Response:
Relationship with victim Doubt
----<<<< Dress Store Owner Interrogation >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
Victim's Employment History Truth
----<<<< Heather Swanson Interrogation >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
Relationship with Victim Truth
Question 2: Response:
Informed of 'Mr. Henderson' Truth
----<<<< Dr. Stoneman Interrogation >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
Relationship with Victim Lie -> Benzedrine prescription
Per a reader comment: Doubt may also work here.
Question 2: Response:
Additional Medications Doubt
----<<<< Henry Arnett Interrogation >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
Relationship with victim Doubt
Question 2: Response:
Informed of 'Mr. Henderson' Lie -> Housekeeper's Statement
Question 3: Response:
Burglary Suspect LeBlanc Doubt
----<<<< Ms. Evestrom Interrogation >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
List of Stolen Items Lie -> Faberge Cigarette Case
Question 2: Response:
Burglary Incident Report Truth
----<<<< Interrogation Henry Arnett (2) >>>>----
Question 1: Response:
Professional Burglary Ring Lie -> Faberge Cigarette Case
Question 2: Response:
Motive for Randall Murder Lie -> Train ticket for Mexico City
Question 3: Response:
Identity of 'Mr. Henderson' Lie -> List of Contraband
A gripe about my Aspire One.
Gotta knock my netbook's cool factor down a notch. The keyboard, while larger many, is not full-size and line breaks created by the inadvertent tap of the Enter key can drastically change a conversation.
For example, what I had intended to type was the following:
I have an erectile dysfunction medication clock and an alarm on my phone.
Referring to the Viagra promotional wall clock I purchased at the local ASPCA Thrift Store. Gem like that has got to be worth a lot, eh? Nope. $1.49 out the door. Best purchase I've made in weeks.
So here is the consequence of having man-sized fingers while typing on the dainty keyboard of a netbook:
I have an erectile dysfunction
Short pause while I type and the remainder of the sentence is sent.
medication clock and an alarm on my phone.
Dammit!!
Google: Time to leave China?
Official Google Blog: A new approach to China.
New approach? Hands off?
The gravity of Google's ultimate decision on this matter will not be felt until well after the choice is made and implemented. I further believe that it will impact the internet as a whole.
Here's some other links I came across regarding this subject:
From the U.S. Department of State
From ComputerWorld: Government
From PublicAddress.net <- Yeah, I don't know either, but Google said it was relevant. K?
How to save all “Too big to fail” industries.
Government mandate. Why the fuck not? If health insurance and automobile insurance can be required, why stop there?
Require all Amurikans to purchase only vehicles from Amurikan companies. Require every citizen of the United States to mortgage a home. Require every Amurikan to carry life insurance.
How the hell did we get to a point in our society where our government can force us to redirect our earnings to private organizations? I'm not a historian nor do I enjoy learning more about Amurikan history because the more I discover, the less faith I have in our government to help shape a better future for its citizenry unless they're a "corporate" citizen.
The further adventures of Mr. and Mrs. Wannerbob
On December 24th, 2009, my beautiful girlfriend and I legally bound our lives to each other. It was a private ceremony and family wasn't even told until after the event. This wasn't because we wished it to remain a secret, but more a matter of convenience. Just like a good bank heist, the fewer people involved the smoother the operation works out.
While researching options for name changes, Jen came across "The Name Equality Act of 2007." It's the document that spells out your options for changing your name after being legally wed.
I discovered two things that night:
- The California Department of Health has a Genetic Disease Branch
- You can change your middle name when you're married
Neither of these are earth-shattering, but still revelations to me. Turns out you can also use a combination of both last names in whole or segmented. The act doesn't state whether you can use only a single segment or multiple, so I anagrammed our names and thus we are now Mr. and Mrs. Wannerbob.
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