The Assumptions I've Made

Murray: (To Jemaine) I've told you. When you are in a band, you don't get with your bandmate's girlfriend. Past or present.

Jemaine: Yes, well, thanks for that.

Murray: You get a love triangle, you know, a Fleetwood Mac situation. Although there was four of them, so more of a love square. But you know, no-one gets on.

Jemaine: Ok, I see.

Murray: Mind you, they did make some of their best music back then.

Bret: Rumours?

Murray: No it's all true.

2nd commute in a row that Muni fucked me over. This time, my 30 bus decided to stop at Folsom instead of the station.

Head trip of the week: any major company that has a media player (Microsoft, Apple, Adobe, Real, etc) got sued today by Media Rights Technologies because they didn't use a company's patented technology to prevent distribution of copyrighted works... apparently they've been "actively avoiding the use of MRT’s technologies," a policy they claim has been the cause of copyright infringement.

I won't even bother to comment on this... the absurdity speaks for itself. 

Stuff like this almost makes me want to be a judge, so that I could just send these guys packing...

Muni: Fucking up your morning commute since 1904.

John McCain, where did you go wrong.  Hear his stirring rendition of Bomb Bomb Bomb, Bomb Bomb Iran, to the tune of the Beach Boy's Barbara Ann. I don't think I need to explain why this is creepy.

So, remind me again why everyone is so goddamn eager to get into wars?

Special thanks go out to the dipshit using a speakerphone on the 45 this morning. You, sir, are a scholar of the highest order.