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A brilliant performance by The Killers on the MTV Europe Awards.

A look into the private journal of the Batman:

Long f*cking day. I spent the entire afternoon trying to fix the Batcomputer, and that is no small task considering I can’t just call up f*cking Best Buy and say “Yo, this computer you sold me is busted.” Oh no, not here. It was Alfred’s brilliant idea to buy all our computer crap in Indonesia from some third-rate company called “Dall.” So I’ve got the whole g*ddamned Batcomputer strung together with wire and duct tape on some half-ass Dall computers just because Alfred wants to keep things “under the radar.” Hey, I get it. Bruce Wayne can’t order a truckload of computer junk from Circuit City and not raise an eyebrow or two. But jeez, this sh*t is ridiculous. I don’t even want to know where they got this “Meecrosoft OS Xtream” jacked-up operating system they got running on these things.

Next time I’m just cutting a deal with Apple direct. I’ll just do some f*cking Batman Apple commercials or something in exchange. I could do one of those iPod things where I’m dancing with and iPod. Hey, why the f*ck not? I wonder if they would let me pick the song. I would totally pick “Dirty Deeds” by AC/DC. My kinda f*cking music. None of this hipetty-hop crap Robin listens to.

Oh, and speaking of Robin, turns out that little orphan f*ckwad was the reason the Batcomputer got messed up in the first place. The little punk was playing g*ddamn Worlds of Warcraft for two days straight and overheated the damn thing. I was so pissed! So while I’m out there last night getting my ass handed to me by Bane on another one of his nasty PCP/steroid binges, little lord green underpants was down here pretend bitch-slapping a buncha dorks with ridiculous names like Elvilmariand, Belithrarion and Eyewannaboneyourmom. And now the Batcomputer’s toast thanks to him and his elf or dwarf or smurf or whatever-the-f*ck he’s jerkin’ off to these days. Man, I was pissed.

One more f*ck-up like that and he’s getting replaced, swear-to-f*cking-god he is getting replaced. Does he really think he’s the first Robin I’ve ever had!? Oh buddy-boy, you got some history to read up on if you think that!

Okay, back to work. Gotta get back online by morning before Joker or one of those other whack-jobs throws the world biggest water balloon at city hall or some stupid sh*t like that. More soon…

5 songs running through my iPod this week:

• “Mirrorball” - Everything But The Girl
• “Sin” - NIN
• “Terrible Lie (Live)” - NIN
• “Andy” - Les Rita Mitsouko
• “Light Years” - Pearl Jam

Seattle, Nov 9, 6:35 am. Music playing - “Leaving Hope” NIN

My daughter turned 6 years old just a week and a half ago. That means that she has spent her entire life living under the Bush Administration, living in the shadow of 9/11, living in the shadow of the Iraq war, and living with a string of blunders, disasters, fiascos, and tragedies that we have been forced to endure as the worst President in this country’s history arrogantly and antagonisticly drove this country into the ground. Truly it has been a hopeless time.

Barack Obama’s victory last night was historic on many levels and will forever change our country. But as a parent of a young child, this is the first time I have actually felt real hope for her future. This is not to say that everything will be perfect from here on out. But the thing about hope is that I finally feel for the first time that the future is not going to be so bad after all. I now have hope that my daughter will have a real chance of growing up in a better world than I grew up in and a better world than my parents grew up in.

The election last night was an inspiring change for the better, and as a parent with a very personal stake in the future, I am very happy my daughter will be a part of it.

From FastCompany.com:

How the Recession is Impacting Music, Too
posted by Laura Palotie

As the effects of the financial crisis ripple beyond Wall Street, there has been much talk about how various demographics will be impacted. You may have read the account of one dismayed cab driver in New York Magazine, for example, or a New York Times piece detailing the dimming of New York’s culture of greed (think lavish restaurants, pricey hotels and exclusive clubs).

Just recently, when rents skyrocketed and luxury chains gave a glossy tint to previously edgy neighborhoods, it was members of the indie music scene who declared a cultural crisis. And now, on the opposite end of the money-and hipness spectrum, classical music is being caught in the latest economic wave. Because this cultural segment relies on wealthy donors and audiences for its survival, opera houses and philharmonics are forced to cut back, Daniel J. Wakin of The New York Times reported on Monday. Read the rest of this entry »

A look into the private journal of the Batman:

So get this, f*cking Green Arrow comes stumbling into the Batcave last night, drunk as hell, puke all over his green tights or whatever the hell he calls them, and mumbling about how Hawkgirl is cheating on him with Captain Death or something. I’m elbow deep into some purple sludge Poison Ivy threw at the goddamn Mayor and I’m like “Dude! I’m freakin’ workin’ here!” but he doesn’t give a sh*t. I did have to laugh a little bit though when he then proceeds to fall down the Batstairs. That was some funny sh*t. Only because Green Arrow is always teasing me about stumbling and crap. He’s always like “Hey Batman, I saw you stumble on that ledge back there. What’s the matter? Too many Batdonuts this morning? Hahahaha” Whatever. Prick. I took my time getting over there to help him up. Then I put him on the Batcouch and just left him to sleep it off. He’s still stinkin’ up the place, I better go wake him up. More later…

5 songs running through my iPod this week:

• “Tumblin’ Dice” - The Rolling Stones
• “Emotional Rescue” - The Rolling Stones
• “Honky Tonk Woman” - The Rolling Stones
• “Closer To God” - NIN
• “All The Pigs, All Lined Up” - NIN

I spent an hour in the emergency room on Halloween because I sliced my finger pretty deep on a broken drinking glass. Lotta blood, which is kinda Halloween-related. So I got this handy-dandy bracelet during my stay, I suppose for in case I go wandering in slice-fingered delirium down the halls.

Blurred out for the squeamish. Gore hounds can email me privately. But this is my poor sliced up finger getting cleaned up for my 12 stitches. There was no pain at all but it was rather bloody. I am my own Saw movie.

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I really like this Björk song a lot. I imagine this is what it feels like to be dying, to have your consciousness slipping away… and then you hear a voice that says “You’ll be given love. You’ll be taken care of.” …like a dream.

This video is also one of my favorites. It’s directed by Chris Cunningham who has done many amazing videos. I like that it’s unexpected and original. It is not a typical video. It’s ambiguous and beautiful.