a new form factor from via that makes my mini-itx look morbidly obese.
http://www.linuxdevices.com/news/NS2154184680.html

ben called to say that his brother had a concussion and stitches after three guys broke into his house yesterday morning. they came in with a gun and masks on and had nick's two housemates lie on the ground. rather than join them nick decided a bit of two-fisted american justice would be more appropriate, so he grabbed a steak knife and stabbed one of the bandits. they drove off and hit another car a few blocks away and were arrested when the police noticed the stab wound and stolen property in the car.
http://news.google.com/news/url?sa=t&ct=us/0-0&fp=45b62836b7cc88b9&ei=AJC2Rd-yMIKuoQKX5YyiCg&url=http%3A//www.10news.com/news/10815113/detail.html&cid=1112958489

this is way cooler than the fountains at the bellagio. how 1337 would it be to p0wn it during one of their conferences?

http://www.makezine.com/blog/archive/2007/01/jeep_waterfall.html

i'm glad i'm not the only one who finds humor in the at&t/cingular incest fest.
http://crave.cnet.com/8301-1_105-9678768-1.html?tag=head

there's some good stuff on the rest of his pages too.
http://www.banksy.co.uk/shop/

"MINI USA has placed interactive billboards in 4 US cities (Chicago, Miami, New York and San Francisco) and invited a few hundred MINI owners in those cities to join their targeted 'advertisement' pilot program. The owners sign up on MINI's website and receive an RFID keyfob in the mail. When that MINI owner drives by the billboard, a targeted message appears. Each owner tells MINI what to show when they drive by, such as 'Jim, you are one sexy beast.' If the pilot program is successful, MINI plans to put up more billboards in more cities and allow every owner to participate. MINI swears that no personal information in contained in the keyfobs and that all communication between the MINI and the owner is subject to their privacy policy and thus the program is completely safe. But how well will they keep their billboard logs away from the prying eyes of law enforcement or private detectives? And what are they doing to prevent 'hackers' from changing the personal messages to insults, such as 'Jim, nice to see you finally emerge from your mother's basement'?"

http://motoringfile.com/2007/01/10/mini-usas-motorboards/

apple just released their iphone, a combination phone, ipod, internet tablet, and maybe even pda. i've been waiting for someone to come out with a decent combination phone, pda, and internet tablet in a small size. too bad it's going to be released in june, costs $500 including a two year cell plan, and uses cingular. cingular is better than living in the russian police state known as verizon, but their coverage and reliability are definitely lacking. oh well, my contract with verizon isn't up until the end of the year anyway, so no use getting my panties in a twist just yet. like a true fellow nerd, mike has been delaying replacing his ailing cell phone until the release of the iphone. maybe i'll just play with his when he gets it to hold me over.
http://www.apple.com/iphone/

Dearest, devoted Bryan-

I enjoyed our time together. For so long we were so close. And I want
you to know, I will cherish those memories forever. But, sometimes, as
you know, people change. And so do things. Like vendors. And recipes.
But please know, my adoration for you, and our times together, I will
cherish for all of time. I only hope you can learn to enjoy me now, as
I am. The new me. The bold, Bar-B-Quier me. Because, though I may
have less corn and a kickier dressing, deep down, my intentions remain
pure. I will hold out hope that one night, when you're ambling down the
refrigerated isle lost in thought or time, I will catch your eye, and we
can meet once more.

Yours, waiting...
BBQ Chicken Salad
(as dictated to Marci, Trader Joe's Customer Relations)

PS. We really do appreciate your input (and narrative writing style).
I will pass your comments along to our buyers for review.

Trader Joe, please pass this message on to our mutual friend, BBQ Chicken
Salad, as she no longer returns my calls.

BBQ, do you remember when we first met? I was shuffling through the lunch
salad section of the Capitola Trader Joe's, a forlorn look on my face. I
knew each salad well. A thrill to eat at first, so many flavors, so much
variety... but after months and months without a change I had become
despondent. I was looking for something new, something to make me look
foward to lunch... something to make me whole again. Then, like an angel,
you were in my life when I needed you most. Your tortilla strips were
aglow, like the sun glistening on a field of summer wheat. We embraced,
the music swelled, and our friendship was cast in stone. We spent every
week together, but limiting ourselves to only Wednesdays so as not to wear
on each other. I remember it like it was this week, the perfect BBQ
dressing, the generous piles of corn, beans, cheese, torilla strips, plump
chicken, and crisp, crisp lettuce. We became inseparable, possibly even
codependent.

Then, without warning, you changed. Was it a new man? (Don't tell me it's
Reynaldo from the taqueria, I told you he doesn't love you like I do
baby.) Whatever the reason, I barely recognized you. You were thinner, you
cut back on your corn, beans, and lettuce. You had red onion extensions
put in, and your once heavenly tortilla strips were now paper thin and
dull. But most importantly, the thing that tore my heart out... your
perfect BBQ dressing was gone. It was replaced by a small cup of true BBQ
sauce, a fine choice for ribs on the grill, but it had no right mingling
with you. It's size, taste, and consistency paled in comparison to the
original. Not to mention this new harlequin's friend, Ranch Dressing, who
was as out of place as a platypus in a pack of penguins. I don't know what
I've done wrong, but I want you back, whatever it takes. Please, I'm just
not the same without you.

Eternally yours,
Bryan


PS: Tell your neighbor Teriyaki Chicken with Rice and Vegetables that if
she gets another cup or two of vegetables going she and I should meet for
coffee some time.