Day 122 - 2010

Sunday, a day to recuperate and get ready for another exiting week.

Today is cleaning, laundry and programming day to catch up.

BTW

it will come to me Here is somebody who has some good points What has the internet killed. My favorite once: Listening to Records Remember putting "Dark Side of the Moon" on the turntable or slipping "Graceland" into your CD tray? Your kids won't. Not only will the concept of music delivered via molecules -- hard media -- seem totally 20th century, but the entire concept of an album (let alone a "concept album") will be lost on them. Over the past decade, sales of complete albums -- even the nonmolecular versions -- declined 55 percent to less than 400 million in 2009, according to Nielsen SoundScan. During roughly the same period, sales of individual digital tracks have soared from zero to nearly 1.2 billion. Apple iTunes and file-sharing networks have nearly obliterated the notion of listening to more than one song by one artist in a row. "Gee Dad, what did you do before Apple invented 'shuffle'? God, you're so old." 6. Expertise Before the Web, if you wanted call yourself an expert, you usually needed expertise in some field. Now all you need is a blog and sufficient quantities of chutzpah. For example, in a recent survey by PR Week, 52 percent of bloggers call themselves "journalists." Because calling yourself a "typist" isn't nearly as impressive. 9. Celebrity In the old days you usually had to be good-looking or talented to become famous. Now, thanks to reality TV, viral video, and social media, the fatter and more demented you are, the better your chances of becoming a household name. For example: Your last 17 movies may have totally sucked (Kevin Smith, we're talking to you), but if you've got over 1.6 million followers on Twitter, who gives a damn? In fact, the plus-sized director's tweet battle with Southwest Airlines over getting booted from a flight for being too fat was easily better than Smith's movie "Cop Out."

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