rock over London. rock on, Chicago.

2nd edit: I like pictures and links.

also, I need a new job.
no, I still have my old one, but it’s not exactly rock solid.
the newspaper laid off the entire pressroom today. 25 people. nice people, too.
here’s me, my bad haircut and Greg the pressroom guy.

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yeah, man. solidarity!
anyway, Greg got a severance package and was told not to show up this evening. enjoy your severance package, Greg!
look. Editor & Publisher picked it up.
but, yeah. a group of less-deserving people could not be found. MG Inc. sucks, and may it rot in hell. and, by the wayside, please someone hire me. I have all sorts of attributes. please.

and now, to go grocery shopping. gonna get some red salmon. I feel a powerful lust for red salmon.

edit: Jesse Helms died on the 4th. there was a guest opinion column in the Washington Post the other day; Helms’ former spokesman moaning that his news obituaries were overlooking his accomplishments, like his support of the Iraq Liberation Act, his opposition of the Comprehensive Test Ban Treaty and opposition to new ballistic missile agreements. which made my fucking head spin.

but, in another reposted Washington Post column, David Broder gets to the motherfucking point:

What is unique about Helms — and from my viewpoint, unforgivable — is his willingness to pick at the scab of the great wound of American history, the legacy of slavery and segregation, and to inflame racial resentment against African Americans.

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so there. Jesse Helms is dead. rot in hell with MG Inc., old man.

3rd edit: the G8 is meeting in Japan and They have announced most joyous news!

In a joint statement, the G8 leaders said they would work with nearly 200 other UN member states – who have signed up to the convention on climate change – to adopt a goal of halving greenhouse gas emissions by 2050.

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I mean, they actually announced this to an eager press. and I bet no one in that initial press room even giggled. I’ll be, what. I’ll be 67 in 2050. god willing.

and other than that, I can’t stop thinking the layoffs. that’s 25 people, that’s 20 percent of the office gone, just like that. that bumps up the press time wayyy early, which means I go in earlier and leave earlier – more like 3 pm to 11:30, now, instead of 4 to 1 am, and that’s better hours. but getting better hours out of a situation like this is like the frosting on a cake baked in shit.
I have to find a job. I have to find a job, or go to school, or formulate a plan. I need to be making moves. come move me.

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hold fast, Google. Viacom wants the entire log-name file of everyone who’s ever watched a fucking video online.
and that includes me, and my “farm porn” habit.

Ruling against YouTube worries privacy advocates

“It’s a very important privacy moment,” said Marc Rotenberg, executive director of the nonprofit Electronic Privacy Information Center. “It will remind folks that companies like Google are sitting on top of a lot of personal information that they can’t always control.”

today at the 4:15 budget meeting …

editor 1: what’s the Question of the Week this week?
editor 2: I don’t know, Jenny wrote it.
editor 3: ‘which is your favorite presidential residence?’
editor 2: oh.
editor 3: it’s a tie-in for the presidential series Jenny’s promoting.
editor 1: Ash-Lawn Highland.
editor 2: yeah. definitely.
matt: what about Mount Vernon?
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editor 2: no, it’s only local ones.
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matt: Mount Vernon’s the bomb.
editor 3: you a big Mount Vernon fan?
matt: I grew up just down the street from it.
editor 3: oh, you don’t say.
matt: hell yeah, George Washington. quite the character. what with his glass eye and wooden leg.
editor 3: 1st president, man.
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editor 1: wait a second. a glass eye?