1/27/05: The Null Set

Zippo. Nada. El Zilcherismo. Nuttin, honey. (7+2) x 8 - 93 + 21. Paul Giamatti's Oscar chances. Saddam Hussein's WMD. Hammer's remaining fortune. That's what I got tonight.

There are some nights when having nothing is a problem for me. When I try to choke out a couple of drops of something, out of some bizarre sense of cosmic responsibility.  Other blog-junkies will know where I'm coming from.

But not tonight.  I'm just very tired and I have little too offer, so I am only too happy to keep this baby short and to tha pernt.

I was going to sound off on how the iPod is the most overrated piece of technology to emerge in the last nine years, how it is just a mediocre by-product of a much more significant development, digital music and compressed digital music to be precise.  How we all bought into the iPod the same way people bought into VHS over Beta. How they all bought PC's over Macs, and how amazing it is that Apple still thinks of itself as an "alternative" brand because of that. I was going to talk about how the world is crying out for a better MP3 player, and how buying from iTunes is a miserably flawed system. How even those of us who have reservations over downloading free music should still refuse to settle for paying for music that comes with restrictions on its use. But you probably know all this, or you're already a hopelessly committed Apple zombie.  Either way, waste of time.

Not that I don't love my iPod, baby.  I do. Oh, I love it so. But just because of what it does, not because of how it does it or what it is.

Also, remember the dudes across the way at work? The guys with the Bloomberg terminals or whatever they were? Well, we put up a huge sign in our window that said, "What do you guys do over there?" but they didn't respond for like four days, so we took it down.  They are surely dickheads.

What I'm really here to do is announce our latest entertaining reader challenge type game thing.  We have the GISG, and Wheredat?, and the lyric stumpah.  And as of tonight we have a new test for you.  For now, we're going to call it "Name that solo." Because that's what you gotta do.  I will post a clip of a guitar solo, you tell me the song and the artist.  Don't be discouraged if you miss out on a couple, or if this first entry is a little soft. I'm gonna mix it up, although I anticipate there will be a strong emphasis on Richard Marx.  Anyway, here goes: NAME THAT SOLO.

You can also feel free to suggest songs or email them to us.