Jon Stewart.

A quiz for rakkity. Who said this:

“I saw with terrible clarity that death was the constant, and life was only a short, fragile dream.”

For smiling Dan in memory of his Cranbrook days.

Come on rakkity you must be home by now.

I extracted this from my favorite movie. It’s about fifty megabytes and should download before it begins playing.

.avi (not as clear but half the size)

(click)

Kate at Concord Park in her prom dress and curls.

The Question Of God

I keep thinking now that Matt is finished with high school (given all visible signs, if not in fact), he and his buddies should produce a video like this one.

Dear PeskyGodson,

The blog is always looking for contributors.

Michael

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Alright. Well, I see that there is a coming soon item about “pimping a
laptop.” I’d like to offer another laptop story: The P-P-P-Powerbook .

It’s a 20-or-so-page pdf which details some fun a guy named Jeff had
with an eBay scammer. Basically, Jeff goes and puts a powerbook up for
sale on eBay. He hears back from someone who’s a bit too eager, and,
after a bit of research, turns out to be using a fake address and an
even faker escrow service. The scammer’s plan is to have the powerbook
sent to him while Jeff thinks the money is waiting in a bogus escrow
service. Jeff and his friends on his favorite message board hatch a
plan: they create a fake laptop. The pictures are on pages 10 and 11
and they are priceless. They then mail it, and declare it as a $2000
laptop for customs purposes (the scammer lives in England). The
scammer ends up paying hundreds of dollars in import tax, and ends up
with a ridiculous looking “laptop”.

Some of the language used in the description of the event might offend
the sensibilities of some of your readers (after all, your Mother does
read the blog), so you may want to just offer a summary (or edit mine)
and post it along with the pictures, rather than link to the (somewhat
long and tiresome) website.

Charlie

For the love of journalism,
stop using that wanker Neil
Strauss. Pompous, drooling and
utterly shameless, the guy needs
to realize he’s not posting on his
damn LiveJournal when he
writes for you. The ninth word
on his Madonna story (RS 988)
is “me.” Fuck you. Way to ruin
a potentially awesome feature.

Tara Thorne, Halifax, Nova Scotia

For all you Apple Laptop owners.