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Paula Abdul has broken her nose, right before the big American Idol finale.

I’m not sure what she’ll be using to protect her proboscis for the next few nights, but my guess is it will look something like this →

Barack Obama

Does the man really think he has a snowball’s chance in Hades to become President?  It’s not because he’s a Democrat, or black (kinda), or inexperienced.

But, when your name rhymes with Iraq and Osama, I think it’s a bit of subliminal roadblock.

(testing out material for my Tonight Show writer’s audition…)

From the official Sean-O YouTube Channel.

My prediction?  Michael doesn’t get the job.  And neither does Jim.  Who does?
Karen. (thereby keeping Jim & Pam together)

Another stab?  How about Dwight & Angela’s canoodling exposed?

Mother’s Day 2007

The people of Philadelphia have spoken — we should know who will be the next mayor of the City of Brotherly Love before the night is through.

And if the area’s political cartoonist coalition have any say in the matter, that man will be Michael Nutter.

Here’s a nice list of good free software, as recommended by PC Magazine.

"Our recommendations are the apps that real people use everyday, at work and at home, for all kinds of tasks—photo editing and DVD burning, database work and intrusion detection, VoIP calling and stargazing. They’re tried and tested, the best tools you can get—and they’re all free."

NOTE:Be sure to click the tiny "next >" links at the bottom right of each section to see the next category.

Some faves of yours truly: Windows Defender, ZoneAlarm, Notepad++, Google Desktop, and IrfanView.

Thanks, Mike!

Wow.

A 6GB USB Pocket Hard Drive for under 20 bucks shipped (TEN bucks if you try Google Checkout)!

That’s over 10x the storage of your average USB flash drive… for about half the price.  It’s bigger than most "thumb" sized drives, but still thin and certainly pocketable.  All in all, a killer deal.

If interested, act quickly, because these won’t last at this price.

UPDATE: Sold out as of 8pm ET

Google Maps’ Team blog shows the complete decimation of the town of Greensburg, Kansas.  This satellite imagery pretty much tells the story.  Especially note the final two comparison shots.

There appears to be no trees left, even!

Well… I think American Idol has officially jumped the shark.

This week was just so… soooo… nothing.  Boring shows, boring performances, boring contestants.  They really should have brought out Jimmy Fallon as Barry Gibb, rather than older Barry Gibb, doing his best Sean Connery impression, as younger Barry Gibb.  The night(s) should have been in a talk show format, with the topic of crazy cool medallions.

You know it’s getting bad when the most exciting part of the hour is identifying and ripping on the god awful fansigns.

It was just crap, circling the bowl.  And I’m just not into it anymore.

A more rational look at global climate change can be found from Olaf Stampf of Spiegel (somewhat lengthy read, but worth it).

I feel like it’s 90s Earth Day mania again these days.  Hey, where are our green rubber bracelets with an embossed "Mother Earth"?  How about iceberg-shaped car magnets proclaiming "Never Forget"?  (Hmmm… I may be onto something here.  Don’t steal my ideas!)

A great point illuminated in this article is the need for scientists to play preacher — to prove their work really does mean something (even though they can’t predict Cat 5 hurricanes, tornadoes… the weather two days in advance)  And that you fools are doing yourselves… no, the world a grand disservice by ignoring… them.

Usually reading the news from a teleprompter, local Philly news hottie Alycia Lane is making headlines herself recently.

Apparently, she was so fond of an ESPN sportscaster that she decided to e-mail him pictures of herself in a bikini.  That wouldn’t be such a big deal if the aforementioned sportscaster wasn’t already married… annnnnnd if the e-mail address wasn’t shared by… you guessed it — his wife.

His wife, a sports sideline reporter herself, actually had some fun with it.  She complimented Ms. Lane on her figure, and offered to forward the pics to her hubby’s personal account.

And that hubby, by the way?  Rich friggin’ Eisen!  Wait… what?!

 

 

 

(the above space intentionally left blank for the photographic evidence as it makes its way onto the internet tubes… any leads?  Don’t forget to tip off Sean O, using the link on the sidebar!)