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Recently at work we were talking about how it wouldn’t feel like the new year until a certain book was done. And now, the same sentiment feels apt to describe the new laptop I got in the mail today. So, we’re back at it again. I’m going to treasure this beast of a machine the same way that Hillary Clinton is treasuring these last moments of relevance on SNL* and tonight’s The Daily Show.

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I apologize for the watermark but not the outdated reference. It still works.

Speaking of which, tonight I will watch and react to her appearance on Stewart’s show that is daily. Whether or not this is in a liveblogging fashion will be entirely up to the heat levels, supposedly quite low, that the MBP irradiates onto me as I sit here in the reclining chair.

First not so positive reaction to the laptop: my hands moving across the keyboard seem to trigger the dimming/illumination function more than they should. Maybe my living room isn’t brightly lit, but it’s not dim either.

* Is anyone else really not feeling Armisen’s Obama? Armisen could do no wrong before this letdown, and now his lackluster Obama really doesn’t help the racism inherent in having a guy who most would classify as White playing Barack Obama, the first incredibly likely presidential nominee of color. Lorne Michaels can spin it anyway he wants about how this can be a moment of true color-blindness, but I don’t think the Obama impression (which suffers more from the awkward nature he’s been given, which my roommate compares to Kermit the frog) is impressing anybody.

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Clowes 2

If you’re the reader of this blog that I am of my friends’ blogs, you’ve noticed that I’m frequently apt to change and tweak parts of the aesthics of the blog, rather than post new content.

Last night saw two different custom header images, one was Bun B with his chain, attributed to Diplo’s mad decent blog.

And then I scanned and cropped the photo from this Wired article about Robot Chicken and it’s Star Wars special.

Finally, I’ve chosen my favorite 760×190 pixels from the first edition of the new weekly Daniel Clowes comic strip, Mr. Wonderful, now running weekly in the Sunday Times Magazine, and thankfully here for download online.

Mr. Wonderful, now 5 pages long out of what is said to be 20 pages, has given us a look into the life of Marshall, a gray haired guy trying to figure out how to get back into the dating scene, here with a blind date that he agonizes over, waiting for the girl to get there.

Clowes, best known for being the brains behind Ghost World and the all-too-meta Art School Confidential, knows exactly how to draw the details out of a moment to produce a precise cross-section of the clumsy clusterfuck known as inter-gender interaction. Read it already.

Sarah Silverman Kills It
Silverman shooting hasbeen’s in barrels.

As you’ve probably already heard, Britney Spears made a gigantic ass, pun intended, out of herself last night at the MTV VMA’s. She looked like a clueless meth addict stumbling around in the least attractive outfit she’s ever been in. Oh wait, no, it’s not the outfit that’s unattractive; “it’s Britney, bitch[es].” Click on the above picture to see the sole moment of the night you need to see. For the latest stop on the train-wreck that inspired Silverman’s ethering of Britney, click on the below photo.

She’s Done.
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