Okay, it's official: I have to come up with a better method for updating my website. I'm still living in a world without CGI and SSI, so I'm editing my HTML source code every time I make an update. Sitting here and ranting doesn't bother me at all, but having to hash through source or crack open that behemoth known as Dreamweaver is a real pain. Of course, this means I have to do some programming; anothertask I don't feel like doing.

It's ridiculously busy at work right now. Every five seconds a lawyer is calling us asking if we've done their document yet. It's an extremely stressful work environment. Especially when you've finished something and half an hour before the deadline someone calls and says "we changed a bunch of stuff, can you fix it before the deadline?" Dammit, I hate lawyers. I got my heart broken by two and now I work at a job where most of our customers are lawyers. You'd think I would learn my lesson. When I come home lately I don't have the energy to do anything fulfilling or productive, I just sit in front of Chris W's XBox and play Halo.

That's another thing to mention here. You all know I HATE Microsoft, and I hate the whores at Bungie for selling out to them. But when there was a new gaming console at our household god knows that the geek in me couldn't resist fondling the controllers, exploring their crevices. One thing led to another like some sick explosion of lust in the office copy-room and before you know it I had finished Halo on normal and moved on to heroic difficulty. The game really is phenomenal. It has a distinctively Bungie flavor which I came to know and love as a Marathon fan, without being a carbon copy of Marathon itself. The behavior of the enemies is realistic, and forces you to constantly think about your move and shoot tactics, rather than zone out into a stupor of running around and killing things. It's a great game, and I hate it for that. I hate it SO much.

I'll let you know when I move on to legendary difficulty.

Posted at 12:00 AM

My friends. I have said nothing for almost two weeks now, mostly because I have a busy life these days, partially because I have not been sure what to say. But today I have been knocked out ofthat stupor by an event that deserves everyone's immediate attention.

Yesterday, Michael Moore was informedby Miramax that it's parent company, the Disney Corporation, has blocked the distribution of Moore's new film, "Fahrenheit 9/11." The film is heavily critical of Bush and elaborates on relationships between the Bush family and the Saudi royals as outlined in Moore's book "Dude, where's my country." So why is Disney censoring Moore? Disney receives huge tax breaks for its theme park in Florida, where Dubya's brother Jeb is governor.

So, we live in a democracy; a society where anyone is free to express their opinions. The government can't stop you from expressing your opinion. But these days, the government doesn't need to: giant multinational corporations are much more effective at it. I thought there couldn't be anything more frightening than living in a society where the government decides how you're going to think. Well, there is, and it's real: we live in a society where corporations decide how we're going to think.

I, for one, will not stand for it. I will not sit back while Mickey has his way with me. I have the right to access Mr. Moore's ideas. I have the right to think the thoughts I am thinking. E-mail your friends, post Disney-mouse logos with swastikas on them, write an angry letter to Disney, scream out a protest in the middle of a busy city street! This is wrong! The time has come to show corporations who is supposed to be running the show: the consumer!

Posted at 12:00 AM