The NYSun says reports on an email going around suggesting that the first car of every subway train is the “singles car”.

I am always complaining about not having places to meet new people. I could have just been hopping on the subway! Now we just need to get people in boston doing this.

[Read about at Over the Edge]

Edmund Burke. “It is the nature of all greatness not to be exact.” [Quotes of the Day]

The 10th anniversary edition of Reservoir dogs is coming out and they are releasing it with four different covers. Or, if you really want to have them all, you can buy a fourpack with all four covers. That’s right, you’d get four copies of the DVD with the only difference being the cover. And by buying them together you save a whole TWO cents.

It’s bad enough that they are releasing different editions of movies every six to twelve months, but not giving people any new content sucks. Someone should scan in all the covers so people can download them and print them out. That way you could change the cover as often as you wanted.

The devil didn’t make you do it. He’s not smart enough. God could have made you do it if He wanted, but that would have interfered with your free will, which is against His principles. No, Scorpio, the credit for your broken trances and shattered taboos must rest with what we in the consciousness industry refer to as your “higher self” — also known as your guardian angel, your still small voice, or the grown-up version of your imaginary friend from childhood. During the rest of your long life you will provoke many breakthroughs that will serve you for a while and then fade. But the beauty your higher self has recently cracked open will resurrect itself over and over again until the day you die.

(– Courtesy of http://www.freewillastrology.com/ –)

Carl Sandburg. “I’m an idealist. I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m on my way.” [Quotes of the Day]

Just now I was laying in bed and heard a fairly noisy bit of noise from under my bed. Wonderful. The mouse is back. It’s been months since I hear or saw any sign at all of the little bugger. I actually thought he’d taken off or something.

I think I must have dropped a pretzel or two because there was one and a half pretzels by the side of my bed. The weird part about it was at one point I heard a slight clatter, then a mousey squeal, then another one, then it sounded like it ran off. I’m hoping there isn’t another mouse under there and they are having turf wars or something. Or maybe it was a mouse squeal for joy at having scored a few pretzels. Anyways, now that I know he likes pretzels I’m going to pick up a trap and catch that bugger, and any friends he may have.

I’m now 23 episodes in and I am loving this show. I hope they do a good job releasing this on DVD.

Starbucks has teamed up with T-Mobile to provide wireless access in a number of it’s shops. Looking at their coverage in my area shows that the one down the street from me and the ones in Harvard Square have access. T-Mobile actually looks like it has some pretty good service offerings. If I were a student near one of those places I’d definitely look into it. Of course there are other places to sit near some of those hotspots.

Of course, I’m not a fan of Starbucks. Why can’t the cafes I like have wireless access.

Now, so that your loved ones can remember you, you too can give (be?) the very best. Have yourself made into a LifeGem after you’ve passed away.

A LifeGem is a certified, high quality diamond created from the carbon of your loved one as a memorial to their unique and wonderful life.

The LifeGem diamond is more than a memorial to visit on the weekends or place on a shelf‰¥Ï it is a way to embrace your loved one’s memory day by day. The LifeGem is the most unique and timeless memorial available for creating a testimony to their unique life.

I still like the idea of being made into a frisbee better. Though this does open up all kinds of thinking for what I could have my remains made into when I die. I’d want it to be something I’d be remembered for.

J.D. Salinger. “I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.” [Quotes of the Day]