As you may know, yesterday was April Fools Day which is my people’s holy day.
I fasted for much of it – sustaining myself by spraying seltzer into my face periodically – and then, as the sun set, took in a light repast consisting of unleveaned insoles from the discarded shoes of Jennifer fricking Connelly and cheese from an evil goat.
Have you tried the evil goat cheese? It really is delicious.
As the stars came out, we regaled each other with the writings of Rob Enderle and then drank fortified malt liquor long into the night.
Which pretty much knocked me on my ass as all I had to eat all day was insoles and cheese.
But, for those of you who don’t understand my faith, yesterday just kicked off the Festival of the Shaving Cream Pies which will run all week culminating in the Night Of Awkward Nudity in which…
Well, that’s actually kind of just like it sounds.
So, anyway, we’ll be off all week for this Holiest of Holies. Perhaps you ‘ll find a way to make it through without us. But before we go, we won’t leave you in the lurch. Here’s our analysis of the Apple/EMI deal to deliver DRM-free music:
Uh… it’s good.
See you next week.