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A cousin-in-law (is that a real word?) of mine acquired a brand new S2000, and he graciously permitted me to put her through the paces. I’m not sure how many faster, cheaper cars I can drive before I snap. Curse you, my ill-fated addiction…

I saw Infernal Affairs II (or Infernal Affairs I, as it is known by the more rationally minded among us). This series kicks ass. It’s definitely heavily derivative of the Godfather movies - consider, for example, the coordinated assasinations of the family heads - but the gorgeous cinematography and head-scratching plot twists more than make up for such detractions in my mind.

Oh also “it’s so awesome”, and “I would never have known about it except for Lisa”, and “Lisa is enriching my life tenfold”. I realize that last sentence sounds retarded, but we can’t all be Lord Byron I suppose.

Dmitriy let me drive his STI around the block. The sh-t was blazin’ son. It has a sick amount of pull and handles like Hot Sauce.

However, it definitely doesn’t feel quite like a sports car, even though it drives better than most. Personally, no amount of performance can substitute for the je ne sais quoi that comes with sitting less than two feet off the ground.

Car: Lincoln Town Car
Price: $9800

If there’s one thing of which I am certain, it’s that four pumps are always better than three.

lincoln town car a must see please no window shoppers serious enquiries only money talks u know the rest. I got 4 pumps /16 batterys/3 monster green dumps/ car will take off u can drive it n the pitt or show the luxury class in the show comes with a chrome undercarriage front and back a arms r extended and moulded/sunroof/new front clip /music/pinstriped/rims toooo much 2 list for more pictures hit me and i will send them

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Sucked.

I guess that should really read Interviewed by a Spook, since he was the one interviewing me. And I guess he wasn’t really a spook; he was actually a pretty nice guy who just happened to work for a prominent national interest doing a background check on a friend. He also didn’t seem to mind, or at least convincingly concealed his displeasure at the fact, that I blew off our first meeting and we had to reschedule for a week later.

At any rate, it was an interesting experience (or else why would I be droning on about it, duh…). As a friend had noted in advance of the interview, they’re chiefly concerned with the perceived trustworthiness, dependability and “honor” of the person in question; i.e. can they be bribed, and do they have US national interests in mind.

The most notable part of the interview in my mind was when I was asked if my friend “maintained regular contact with any Foreign Nationals”. I answered “none that I know of”, which lead to the natural follow-up, delivered in a mistakenly rhetorical fashion: “So you are a US citizen?”

I left the interview with a stronge urge to gorge on All Dressed chips and order Roots gear.

I was watching the Mavericks-Suns game when this came on. I don’t want to give away the substance of the ad itself, but it was wildly appropriate given my cliched sentiment regarding what’s missing in NBA basketball these days. The idea that repetition, imitation and perhaps tribute are all that he left behind for the players and the game is exactly the sort of painfully wistful tripe that resonates strongly with my aesthetic sensibilities.

I was convinced that at the very least, some b.s. open source Web 2.0 project would have this in the works, but apparently not. Outlook Web Access comes close, but the fact that the search folders only show up if you’re using the ActiveX control makes it a non-starter.

Why?