The winners of caption contest #141, plus my losing entry:

The winners of caption contest #166, plus my losing entry:

The Onion: Supreme Court Overturns Bush v. Gore

Nothing but raves for Swedish vampire flick Let the Right One In. Here’s the trailer. It comes out this Friday, unfortunately only in very limited release. Netflix has a stub for it though, so you can always queue it now for when it comes to DVD.

Discover Magazine’s top 100 stories of 2008, number 62: Researchers Discover Why Wound-Licking Works.

I thought all the best game shows came out of Japan. The Netherlands enter the fray.

(That is Dutch, right? what language is this? thinks so.)

The winners of caption contest #86, plus my losing entry (so close:

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You wouldn’t buy our shitty cars…

Sigh. Not that I’m against a bailout—perhaps a necessary evil given the current climate—but one of the terms of the bailout should be the execs of those companies being dragged through the streets behind SUVs. Not fatally, I guess, just humiliatingly. There should be nakedness and abrasions involved.

Nano War. Relaxing, tense, and addictive at the same time. It’s satisfying when you feel the tide turn in your favor.

Jill Price remembers everything. There is a downside:

In addition to good memories, every angry word, every mistake, every disappointment, every shock and every moment of pain goes unforgotten. Time heals no wounds for Price. “I don’t look back at the past with any distance. It’s more like experiencing everything over and over again, and those memories trigger exactly the same emotions in me. It’s like an endless, chaotic film that can completely overpower me. And there’s no stop button.”

She’s constantly bombarded with fragments of memories, exposed to an automatic and uncontrollable process that behaves like an infinite loop in a computer. Sometimes there are external triggers, like a certain smell, song or word. But often her memories return by themselves. Beautiful, horrific, important or banal scenes rush across her wildly chaotic “internal monitor,” sometimes displacing the present. “All of this is incredibly exhausting,” says Price.

I’ll try to remember this next time I am cursing myself for losing my car keys.

Jenny Allen: “I Have to Go Now.” Very funny (perhaps in part because it hits so close to home).

Web sites are never done, but I think I’m ready to declare this the first major “done” moment. All the content from the old sites are moved over, I think I have a handle on Textpattern, and although I’m still no designer, I like the look of the place. I still have to tag all the old content, but that’ll take awhile to chip away at. Anyway, if you only follow my stuff via RSS, have a look.