<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:30:23.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Francis Heaney'sEgo Booster</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything Francis wants you to know about Francis</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106815193564578465</id><published>2003-11-06T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T15:52:13.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blogrolling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Blogger, I hardly knew ye.  I decided to move my blog somewhere where I could post images and whatnot, and where people could post comments, so I could find out &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; how few people are reading this.  You can find future updates &lt;a href="http://www.yarnivore.com/francis/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  See you there --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106815193564578465?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106815193564578465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106815193564578465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106815193564578465' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106814685549075123</id><published>2003-11-06T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:27:33.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;They Call Me Mr. Cellophane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only person who finds the &lt;a href="http://www.cafeshops.com/lorebrandcomics/184997"&gt;invisible people&lt;/a&gt; that model CafePress T-shirts a little creepy?  Like, the T-shirts have a shape of a T-shirt being worn by someone, and yet you can see through that person to the little tag on the back of the collar.  Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106814685549075123?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106814685549075123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106814685549075123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106814685549075123' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106807337358212074</id><published>2003-11-05T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T18:02:52.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey, let's get this blog back on topic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about my ego, remember?  So I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who hates the remix of "Superpowers" on the &lt;a href="http://www.dustedmagazine.com/reviews/1044"&gt;Dismemberment Plan's farewell CD&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite unbiased in this discussion since I did my own remix of "Superpowers" which was passed over in favor of the one on the CD, which, to be fair, some reviewers have singled out for praise, even though I like &lt;a href="http://www.neverheardit.com/news.php?poster=DJ+Lunch+Boy&amp;cat=&amp;s=c03a33e53f9f22230dd33c1fa53efd9a"&gt;mine&lt;/a&gt; better.  Nyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also fond of my remix of "Following Through", but at least I like the remix of that one which appears on the CD, so I can't get too het up about mine not making the cut in that case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106807337358212074?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106807337358212074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106807337358212074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106807337358212074' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106797339750201588</id><published>2003-11-04T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T14:16:35.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;He Said, Fox Said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it seems there's some question as to whether Fox really threatened to sue "The Simpsons" &lt;a href="http://radosh.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_radosh_archive.html#106780500344931693"&gt;or not&lt;/a&gt;.  Is Matt Groening finally taking his revenge for the mob-hit-style job Fox did on Futurama?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106797339750201588?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106797339750201588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106797339750201588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106797339750201588' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106784821099649336</id><published>2003-11-03T03:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T03:31:03.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Ugliest Stereo in Christendom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00008IP63/104-0199381-1093511?v=glance&amp;s=electronics&amp;me=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;vi=pictures&amp;img=14#more-pictures"&gt;hideous stereo system&lt;/a&gt;, according to its blurb on Amazon, "features an aggressive new design that takes its cue from the world of car audio, with fearless hot-rod styling".  Because every day I rue the fact that my stereo insufficiently resembles a muscle car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106784821099649336?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106784821099649336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106784821099649336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106784821099649336' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106770494319391758</id><published>2003-11-01T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T11:43:29.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fox Chases Its Own Tail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any better argument for the fact that the Fox News Network is biased than that Fox &lt;a href="http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/afp/20031029/od_afp/lifestyle_us_television_031029172820"&gt;threatened to break out the litigation&lt;/a&gt; over an episode of the Simpsons that made fun of it for being biased?  A show which, the keen-eyed and the bleary-eyed alike among you will have noticed, airs on its own network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox objected to a fake Fox-news-style ticker which featured headlines like "Do Democrats Cause Cancer?"  Matt Groening reports, "Now Fox has a new rule that we can't do those little fake news crawls on the bottom of the screen in a cartoon because it might confuse the viewers into thinking it's real news," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?  Only a super-biased network could think headlines like "Study: 92 per cent of Democrats are gay" are believable enough that people might take them seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106770494319391758?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106770494319391758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106770494319391758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106770494319391758' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106741678789166342</id><published>2003-10-29T03:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T03:49:41.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You Are in an Adventure of Crappy Little Sentences, All Misspelled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So: I'm a geek.  Many of you know this.  To confirm that fact, let me say that I love both Infocom-style text adventure games and Mystery Science Theater 3000.  MST3K is, in fact, the only TV show for which I have ever written a fanfic.  (But it's not online anymore; sorry to get your hopes up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people write MST3K fanfics, including my friend &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/groups?selm=tarl-A9E9C0.22033025032002%40news.comcast.giganews.com&amp;output=gplain"&gt;Tarl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/groups?selm=tarl-854560.20521726032002%40news.comcast.giganews.com&amp;output=gplain"&gt;Roger&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/groups?selm=tarl-AA62CC.08273631032002%40news.comcast.giganews.com&amp;output=gplain"&gt;Kudrick&lt;/a&gt;; generally, they involve making fun of &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; people's fanfics (which can get very meta if the person doing the mockery isn't very skilled at it), although they can feature bad writing of all sorts.  They're called MiSTings for short.  Yes, yes, I know this terminology off the top of my head, but it has already been established that I'm a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I have just run across my first MiSTing of a piece of amateur interactive fiction.  Holy crap, but it is hysterical.  The game being mocked is "Detective", by Matt Barringer, and the mockery is extremely well executed by C.E. Forman.  You can download it &lt;a href="http://www.wurb.com/if/game/146"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  You'll need a text adventure interpreter to play it; I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.cris.com/~Twist/WinFrotz/"&gt;Winfrotz&lt;/a&gt; for PC users; it will work with any of the "Z-Code 5 executable" files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Mac people can probably figure out the Apple version of all that on your own, right?  Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106741678789166342?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106741678789166342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106741678789166342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106741678789166342' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106741116122188604</id><published>2003-10-29T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T02:06:00.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cranking It Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was just reading about how some people are &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/arts/AP-Film-Looney-Tunes.html"&gt; completely up in arms&lt;/a&gt; about the new Looney Tunes DVD set.  To which I say, "People!  Did you not read the sign that says 'No Idiots Past This Sign'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These "people" (represented by precisely one person in the article -- dude, that's not even as much corroboration as you get in a &lt;em&gt;trend&lt;/em&gt; article!) are apparently galled because Warner Bros. didn't include &lt;em&gt;every single one&lt;/em&gt; of their favorite cartoons on this set.  Here's the quote from the one crank fan they cited (from a review on Amazon.com, always a source of measured reasoning):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I would have rather never had these shorts be released than to deal with this garbage.  I hope it sells well enough to justify a full release on DVD of everything.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do believe their goal is to &lt;em&gt;keep&lt;/em&gt; releasing DVDs, sir.  As the article points out, there are, in fact, over 1,000 Looney Tunes shorts in existence.  More than one DVD set's worth, I suspect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106741116122188604?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106741116122188604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106741116122188604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106741116122188604' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106723618141490269</id><published>2003-10-27T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T01:29:40.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hooked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out I'm playing a last-minute show this Tuesday (the 28th) at &lt;a href="http://www.thehookmusic.com"&gt;the Hook&lt;/a&gt; in Red Hook with my pal &lt;a href="http://artists.iuma.com/IUMA/Bands/Charles_Herold/"&gt;Charles&lt;/a&gt; at 9:30 (doors open at 8:30).  It's $8, and I guarantee you it will be worth at least $7.50, perhaps even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you end up attending and are not a personal friend of mine, I will draw you a cartoon rendition of myself saying something ostensibly witty but probably just obscure in practice, as a gesture of gratitude.  Such a drawing will be valuable some day, when we have decimated the earth's forests and paper is very rare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106723618141490269?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106723618141490269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106723618141490269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723618141490269' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106723610189174623</id><published>2003-10-27T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T01:31:21.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Technology Gets Ahead of Itself Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this OutKast CD has been &lt;em&gt;gold&lt;/em&gt; as far as coming up with subjects for blog posts goes.  So I was playing the OutKast CD on the DVD player, since the stereo was not in the room in which I was reading, but the DVD player was.  So this meant I needed to have the TV on to hear any sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However -- when the TV is set to receive the DVD signal, but it's only receiving audio and no video, it shows a big static image that says "Sony DVD Player", accompanied by a picture of a big shiny DVD.  And it shows that picture for a long, long time, until such time as a blinky screen saver appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all kind of distracting.  Perhaps we've reached the point where TV remotes need to come with a "blind" button as well as a mute button, so one could turn off the picture, but not the sound.  I mean, my cable package comes with all these digital radio streams; it's honestly a little distracting to have the accompanying slideshow playing if I want to listen to one of them while doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also go for a button that automatically eliminated laugh tracks from TV shows.  Let's get on this shit, science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106723610189174623?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106723610189174623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106723610189174623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723610189174623' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106640348804530256</id><published>2003-10-17T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T05:26:50.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Grand Parade of Suckass Packaging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought the new OutKast album the other day.  That's right, in between Belle &amp; Sebastian and the Pet Shop Boys, I can actually go for a little funkiness now and then.  But my enjoyment of the album was diminished before I ever heard it because the &lt;em&gt;packaging sucked so bad&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it: you know those irritating stickers that go along the tops of CDs?  The ones that have the name of the CD on them, so that you can read the title of the CD in the rack without having to spend the &lt;em&gt;half a calorie&lt;/em&gt; of energy it would take to flip through the rack?  Well, this CD had &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; of those.  Because, you know, it's a double CD, and it's got pictures on both sides, so god only knows what direction Joe CD Retailer is going to decide to place it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's irritating enough, because those things never come off as easy as they should, and they always make me feel like someone thought putting a freshness seal on my CDs would make me feel better about my purchase, but there is worse to come.  There were also big promotional-type stickers on both sides of the case, blaring the title of the album, which is a fine thing to do, to slap a sticker on the cover of your CD touting its fine qualities and many radio-ready hits -- except could we put those stickers on the &lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt; of the wrapper?  Is that so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are these two stickers on the CD, and of course they are attached with the &lt;em&gt;stickiest adhesive known to man&lt;/em&gt;.  So once I saw that they weren't going to come off easily, I might just have decided to leave them there.  Except that decision was not mine to make, because while those huge extra-clingy stickers had been put on before the shrink-wrap, they had been put on &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; the top-and-bottom-of-the-CD stickers.  And so peeling those off (which you kind of have to do if you want to listen to the CD) ripped the bottoms of the big-ass Adhesotron 3000 stickers, and so then there's this problem of aesthetics, having these half-ripped off stickers, so what else is one supposed to do but just try to rip off the rest of the stickers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that didn't work out very well, either, because now I have this massive sticky residue on both sides of the CD case that will not come up.  My usual technique of rubbing that sort of thing off with my thumb (a tried-and-true technique born of many years of shopping at the used CD store that puts very big price stickers on their used CDs) just earned me a blister and failed to remove any adhesive.  So now I've got this CD that I don't want to put next to any other CDs because I'm afraid it will &lt;em&gt;stick&lt;/em&gt; to them, and, I mean, arrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's the CD?  Rocks.  They really really need to stop doing spoken-word interludes, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106640348804530256?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106640348804530256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106640348804530256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106640348804530256' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805098.post-106339527485372325</id><published>2003-09-12T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T19:09:36.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.  I've created a blog on the fly for people who clicked on my name because of "God's Company" at &lt;a href="http://radosh.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_radosh_archive.html#106339081377719466"&gt;www.radosh.net&lt;/a&gt;, since my web presence is too diffuse for easy one-click self-promotion on my part.  So now I can tell you that if you're amused by my crappy impersonation of Johnny Cash, you may be even more amused by my rock musical that's opening in November, "We're All Dead".  It's an evening of three one-act rock musical comedies based on Oedipus Rex, Kafka's Metamorphosis, and Hamlet, and speeds through over 40 songs in about an hour and a half.  And you can even buy tickets for it &lt;a href="http://www.smarttix.com"&gt;right now&lt;/a&gt;.  (Scroll way down for us -- curse the alphabet!)  You can even buy them after the show has closed in December if you want; that works for us too.  And hey, here's a home demo of one of the songs (which, I should warn you, ruins some of the &lt;em&gt;surprising plot twists&lt;/em&gt; of Oedipus Rex), the big finale of "Oedipus Rocks": &lt;a href="http://radosh.blogspot.com/fate.mp3"&gt;Fate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to enjoy some of my copyright-infringing activities, several of my mash-ups are available &lt;a href="http://www.neverheardit.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; under my pseudonym, DJ Lunch Boy.  I recommend "Following Through (Tropicalia remix)", "Shouting at 18 Musicians", and "Billie Makes a Splash" for all your musical recontextualization needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805098-106339527485372325?l=fheaney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106339527485372325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805098/posts/default/106339527485372325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fheaney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106339527485372325' title=''/><author><name>Francis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00719335458723297945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
