Anybody know how to get that wrectched chemical butter smell out of your microwave?

No, I’m not braiding a noose as I type. This is merely to highlight some albums, that while definitely not overflowing with toe-tapping ditties, they are deep, dark and yep, pretty damn depressing.

1. White Chalk - PJ Harvey
PJ Harvey is one of my favorite musicians - and with this, her ninth album, she’s taken a sparse, softer approach with the majority of the tunes, dominated by her lovely voice and piano. In the process, she makes you want to curl up into a fetal ball and weep.

2. Knives Don’t Have Your Back - Emily Haines and the Soft Skeleton
Emily Haines from Metric’s first solo outing is brilliant, regardless of the initial difficult listen. Once you’ve delved into this one, jumping in front of the subway will seem like a walk in the park.

3. OK Computer - Radiohead
Good ol’ Radiohead can always be counted on for music that is not only well written and at times completely bizarre, but with Thom Yorke’s mournful voice, you’ll be sliding into the bathtub and slashing at your wrists with a straight razor in no time.

4. The Campfire Headphase - Boards of Canada
I used to like this disc until I began having sobbing jags and lingering at the rifle section of the local department store. Maybe it was that one relationships I’ve never been able to shake. Regardless, this collection of brooding, plodding electro-dirge is guaranteed to have you jumping out of a 15th floor high rise before the final chords reverberate in your ear canal.

5. The Wall - Pink Floyd
If I have to sit through this best selling album, by British art rockers Pink Floyd, ever again, I will jump into a pit of starving rottweilers. I mean is there anything more depressing than a mentally disturbed child becoming a rock star, then completely sliding into boredom, depression and finally psychosis over his fame and fortune? Right. Bloody well right.

Exile Quarterly

Originally uploaded by Dani Couture

Just testing out the Flickr blog settings where you can set up your personal blog information in Flickr’s back-end, then “blog” any photos you see during your visit. Ah, the integration of the internet and social networking.

God help me, I don’t know why, but I think it’s funny to shout CB lingo over messenger.

4:26:38 PM gjuddy mcmudd: back
4:28:09 PM BuCkSaTaN: HEY GOOD BUDDY! BREAKER BREAKER!
4:30:51 PM BuCkSaTaN: YA JUST BLEW MA BACK DOORS OFF GOOD BUDDY!
4:31:02 PM BuCkSaTaN: THAT’S A 10-28 GOOD BUDDY
4:31:14 PM gjuddy mcmudd: ah huh
4:36:07 PM BuCkSaTaN: WHAT’S THAT, GOOD BUDDY? THAT WAS A 10-1 ON THAT LAST TRANSMISSION!

I gotta say it, I can’t hold back the rage any longer.

Film Critics who use “rom-com” or “rom-zom-com” or say “torture porn” or add “porn” to the end of another word to form a film-related phrase or say “double-dipping” to refer to a DVD re-release should be smeared in feces and have urine thrown at them.

It’s not trendy, funny, cute or neat. It’s simply fucking lazy.

There. Whew. I feel better now.

Please read this article if you’ve been getting Rogers/Yahoo search page when using Firefox 3.

Now here’s the fix for Mac users from the thread below the article (Win instructions are in the article).

1. Go to System Preferences
2. Click on Network
3. Select “Airport” on the left (or whichever internet connection you are using)
4. Click on Advanced
5. Select DNS from the bar
6. Add the following two DNS numbers: 4.2.2.1 and 4.2.2.2
7. (optional) i added google.com on the right menu, im sure this step isnt necessary but everything is running smooth for me
8. Click on OK and then Apply.

Unbelievable.

I’m sure there’s some kind of clause somewhere that I’ve signed regarding my Blackberry and the oatmeal-brained cretins that think I’d want to be violated via every communication device I own.

There’s fake “women” sending me texts over Microsoft’s Messenger asking me to cyber-meet with them, multitudes of crazed spam trying to get me to buy viagra and consolidate my debt (haha) - porn is a rareity these days it seems - then, there’s this well written little gem I just received over my Blackberry. Honestly, I cannot understand why this invasion of my privacy is so prevalent. I’m gobsmacked that these spammers actually make any money from these ventures. If you’re someone who has responded to any of these, you’re just a sad, lonely, creepy little carbuncle.

“hi. A pal gave me ure #, but i am a bit shy, so i dont want to say who I am yet. But, if ur interested, come find me at [site omitted as I refuse to give these idiots any traffic]“

What a pip! This is like me randomly dialing someone from the phone book and asking them out on a fucking date! I especially enjoy the misspelling of “you’re” differently - twice. When I used to work in the adult business, we had people sitting around making this garbage up to trap the pathetic slobs (mostly males) who would then get the shaft by responding to these “clever” planted, online “calls to action” and of course, keep the chat/porn pimps rolling in dough.

It’s no different from a telemarketing scam, I suppose. (Except, you have no recourse or ability to respond to these anonymous intrusions). I just feel sick at heart for the human race when I see brainless crap like this. Rancid little weasels, rubbing their hands together and preying on the stupid.

Once again, computers …will be the death of us all.