24 – I hear the pleas of those not fortunate to get 24 at the same time as North America, so behold! Hidden spoilers! Of course, the management accepts no responsibility should someone happen to drag their mouse across the following conspicuous white space, nor if someone happens to read the ensuing comments which, unfortunately, can’t benefit from the spoiler cloaking device. First off, after witnessing what I would imagine to be an accurate portrayal of a drug lord/internation terrorist ‘just out of prison’ party, I’m pretty disappointed. Where’s the hedonism? The debauchery? Sad. Beyond that, a very twisty episode indeed. Twisty like those straws. You know, the twisty kind. They’ve certainly turned things up a notch. They’re probably hoping that the audience’s resultant adrenaline rush will blind us to the fact that it made NO SENSE. Hrmm. One point that Kyle and I discussed this morning was that for a brief instant that it appeared as if Tony was also evil. I thought it would have been awesome if the soul patch instantly grew back as soon as his evilness was exposed. Alas. End spoilers.

Thrown Askew sent me a link to this video with the note, “Best music video ever”. That’s certainly up to you to judge, but it’s probably not work safe and may leave you with a peculiar urge to go out and buy power tools.

The Onion rattles off their least essential albums of 2003. Mostly easy targets, but it’s always fun to laugh at others.

Oh – a request to the teeming masses out there – if anyone has an mp3 of the Breeders’ cover of the Buffy The Vampire Slayer theme song that they’d be willing to ‘share’ with me, I would greatly appreciate it. Really, I would.

Information Leafblower has their very thorough year-end lists up. Mine is still coming. Really, it is.

At the book store last night, the clerk asks the fellow in front of me if he wants a bag for his freshly purchased Huge Black Dicks video (I was buying a copy of Don Quixote, get your mind out of the gutter). The guy says, “Uh, yes”. Now I used to work in a video store back in high school, and we had a fairly sizable adult section. My respect for the patrons of said section always went up a notch when they said they didn’t need a bag. They walked out of there, Edward Penishands or Riding Miss Daisy clutched proudly in hand out into suburban Oakville. They were renting porn, and they didn’t care who knew it! Bravo! Say it loud, I like huge black dicks and I’m proud!

np – Big Star / Third/Sister Lovers

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