Amusing Customerism of the Morning

I was talking to a potential new customer who mentioned that his computer was down so he'd be checking our website when he got the new one in. I suggested he could check it from a public library, if he should happen to be in the area checking out books anyway. Says the customer, "I quit checking out books when they put the spies in the public libraries."

Smile and nod time...

1500 and counting!

My essay journal's counter passed the 1500 mark this morning. Of course, I'm not really sure how many of those are people who just go to the "free iPods" article linked from Seth Godin and don't stick around for the rest, but still, it's good.

Just updated said journal, by the way, with a brief screed against people who are apparently too dumb to stop sharing files after the RIAA's been suing sharers for months and months now. Enjoy.

Late Essay Journal Update

Okay, so I've updated my essay journal an unprecedented two more times today: first with another grumble about Presidential campaigns, and second with a story concerning web publisher Keenspot I found quite remarkable when I heard it. The second one in particular I spent a lot of time on, trying to make it as close to "real journalism" as I could, as I went ahead and submitted it to BoingBoing after I was finished and I hope it gets linked from there. Maybe I'll submit it to Slashdot, too.

But with that in mind, there was a paragraph I really liked, but knew I probably should excise from the story as semi-irrelevant. In the spirit of not wanting to lose it entirely, and in the hopes of inciting curiosity from you, I give you the scene that was removed from the "director's cut" of my latest essay journal entry. In the article itself, it should fall right after the words "take up residence" and before the words "Having grown up."

As Kurtz says, this story might make a better movie than would some of the comic strips Keenspot hosts. I don't know about Michael J. Fox, though. I was thinking more like David Byrne's True Stories, or perhaps Gung Ho. Possibly even Pleasantville.