Betterness by Kawika Holbrook

Eviction

But I thought we were friends?

Shuffling

I have finally succumbed to the iPod's shuffle feature. Previously, I created playlists with a few hundred songs I'd be willing to hear shuffled up. But last night my new 60GB iPod arrived. It's weighing down my shirt pocket as I type. And I have 9,970 songs — everything I could fit in my iPod and still have space left over for 5,000 photos — queued to play. I have no idea what the next song will be, but nine songs in, I'm hooked. "Enjoy uncertainty" indeed. (Now if I could just stop worring about fingerprints on the stainless steel back.)

What's Old Is New Again

A new (old) name, a new logo, a new stock symbol, and a new corporate headquarters were announced today for Palm.

The new Palm says its updated logo "reflects the brand equity from the former blue Palm circular medallion," that the "orange background symbolizes energy," and that the updated typeface is "suggestive of digital content." Uh, okay. Simpler is certainly better in this case, but doesn't the "a" in Palm look like an "o" now? Just wondering.

Working the Wiki

I don't know why this was of interest to me, but the other night I must have spend 30 minutes trying to find the largest mobile phone companies in the world by number of subscribers. The Wikipedia had the answer. I love this site. I've spend hours on it the past few weeks. It reminds me of spending rainy afternoons in Hawaii thumbing through the World Book Encyclopedia. In Hawaiian, wiki means fast. Last night, I took my time and learned more about the Malay people, religions in South East Asia, and which seven countries truly belong in the G8. Thank God for hyperlinks.

Inboxes Empty

Somehow, I managed to clear out my personal and work email inboxes. I have no messages waiting for a response as of 10:01 AM, Wed, Jul 13, 2005. I think I may cry.

Name Calling

The terrorists who claimed responsibility for bombing London's public transit today call themselves the "Secret Al Qaeda Jihad Organization in Europe," perhaps the planet's dumbest name for ... well, anything. Assholes.