I challenge you to read ALL of this article from the NY TImes. I bet you can't do it . . .

The Ballad of the Sneak . . . .

Who put a bengal tiger in the Kaiser's latrine? It's the sneak, it's the sneak!

Salon dot com is a cock-teasing whore! Here's why:

They offer an interesting headline, say something about Milton's Areopagitica, anything by Cary Tennis, or a number of political and social commentaries. This is the shapely legs in the short black skirt, the low-cut blouse with a revealing peak into the heart of Cleveland, walking by with a pouty mouthed smile. She knows she's Premium. She even calls herself, Salon Premium.

Come (hither) take a look one of two ways: get subscription (be my sugar daddy), or get a free day pass by watching an ad. I've done this free ad thing before . . . and had success: I got to read the article I wanted to read. I flip though the dumb ad, and then Pow!!! there's your Salon Premium! Not any more . . . it'd be one thing if that route worked, like they still claim, but it doesn't work. You click through the ads, and get tossed back to the main non-Premium page. I imagine it as being kinda like the video clip of Princess Leia R2D2 projects for Luke and Ben in Star Wars ... but in a black mini skirt and low-cut blouse. Sure it can still be Carrie Fisher if you want . . . point being, I keep getting the Luke (Luke warm might I add) version and it sucks cuz I know there's more, but I can't see it. I want the Ben version, the full Kenobi.
Disclaimer: I am not insinuating that Carrie Fisher is a cock-tease nor a whore. simply stated she is an accomplished actress (she's been involved in more feature films than I have) and writer who happens to be attractive. Thus if you want to imagine someone attractive in short black skirt giving you a flirty look you can think of Carrie Fisher . . . or whomever else you'd prefer. I was imagining someone more along the lines of say . . . this.

i'm having a good summer.

i saw mikey melczak this past week and i learned the term baloon smuggler. this 4th of july was a good weekend. tied a goody on thursday night, and friday night i tied a different but equally good one on at madge and kathy jo's rockin' 4th/summer party. bar v. party tie ons. yay.
saturday i chilled out and watched about schmidt after helping Ro and jim paint ro's dining room and stairwell/hallway. i played softball sunday, then hungout for dinner with the folks (something pretty choice about walking in the backyard and talking about the trees out there with my dad) and i watched signs with mel gibson at home while i did laundry.

i'm listening to the new gordon downie battle of the nudes album that madge turned me onto, and it's like the first one but different, defintiely growing on me. i wanna go lake swimming when i listen to Gordon Downies solo stuff. it's like he does summer stuff really well. i think i wanna make a summer CD and put a couple of his choice songs on there.

as if the blog wasn't self-indulgent enough, i must confess something, if only to myself: i made a tape for Gabriel, a guy i work with on the afternoon of the 4th, and it was raining so it sounds pretty cool hearing my songs with rain and T-storms in the background. some came out well with that in the background, esp. the Promise Song. dang . . . so i listened to the songs (i squeezed 14 onto side one of a 45 minute tape) and was like, dang matt, that's an album! so i listened to it. all weekend. and didn't drive myself nuts with it. and come today, i was almost loathe to give it away, but really that's what the music is for, right, for sharing? so i'm looking forward to hearing some of his stuff too