Tuesday, February 24, 2004

The rag-sheet scuttlebutt of my industry is eitherThe Inquirer or perhaps Slashdot. My problem with the latter is that it tends to be too much of a legitamate news source to be as slimy as the former. On the other hand, the nerd-speak is the better. Your call.
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants