Voltron

Wenge is an awesome word. Those cups look tits, Nate.

Wut? Did you sell your set? Cool. Claire is liking her hybrid version.

Another new car? Wow, congrats. Is it an RX 350 or an LX something? Jeff was just talking about the LX 470 yesterday but I haven't seen one of them yet.

The iPads at the Apple Store were disgusting. Just think of the germs being transmitted with all those people fingering them. Eww. Reminds me of something a friend of mine overheard on a plane from India. The man in the seat ahead of him was hitting the flight attendant call button on and off for awhile without reaction. When someone finally showed up, he said "I have been fingering the stewardess for over an hour and she is not yet coming." Not quite as funny without his excellent accent, but you get the idea.

Jeff/VPI and I went to the Giants opening day game until the 9th inning and followed the remaining four innings from City Beer where we had some Pliny but also some Burton Baton (1st for both of us). We strolled to the Haight and we are having dinner at RNM. Toronado for afters perhaps.

Hell of a haul, Deepak. Nice.

Not sure if it is true, but I have the understanding that if you have only n devices on the network it will be faster if you have n plus b/g devices.

Super shuffle of 1TB of music into T1 of headphones.

For Dinny:

That pic reminds me of something from the HF past. Maybe we should start calling you OldPa82.

Nice choice. I just listened to that album the other day. Now playing: Black Prairie -- Feast of the Hunter's Moon

Right up until they beat you up and then arrest you. Oh wait, that already happened to you (except not in a cop bar).

Happy birthday Zach! Cheers

David Byrne and Fat Boy Slim -- Here Lies Love Beyond the odd pairing of lead musicians, the talent on the double album is amazing. From Amazon: 'Here Lies Love' is a 22 song double-disc song cycle - improbably poignant, decidedly surreal, surprisingly thought provoking - about the rise and fall of the Philippines' notorious Imelda Marcos. It was conceived by David Byrne; composed by Byrne and British deejay/recording artist Fatboy Slim, a/k/a Norman Cook; and performed by a dream cast drawn from the worlds of indie rock, alt country, R&B and pop. Byrne's taste in collaborators is as imaginative as it is impeccable, including Cyndi Lauper (who recounts, to lighthearted disco beats, Imelda's courtship with Ferdinand Marcos), Steve Earle (as the power-hungry Ferdinand), Dap-Kings vocalist Sharon Jones (recalling Imelda's introduction into New York society) and Natalie Merchant (as spurned Imelda confidante Estrella, anticipating the onset of martial law). Along with vocals turns from such stars as Tori Amos and the B-52's Kate Pierson, Byrne works with rising indie rockers St. Vincent and My Brightest Diamond; New York chanteuses Nellie McKay and Martha Wainwright; and dance-music divas Roisin Murphy and Santigold. Byrne himself appears as the voice of imperialistic America on 'American Troglodyte' a send-up that wouldn't have seemed out of places in Talking Heads' True Stories.

Joe Henderson -- Our Thing 45 RPM vinyl Roy Haynes Quartet -- Out in the Afternoon 45 RPM vinyl Al Green -- Greatest Hits Not vinyl

Ditto, Todd. Plasma is where it's at.

Rock on, Queen V. That reminds me that I had better approve my vacation time too.

As Dinny predicted, just days after he broke down and bought the iPad.

Not sure you are aware, but the JH|16 is where it's at these days! Cheers!

All that practice paid off! Nice.

Nice. And it was just yesterday that Nate said you were so whipped.

Mike said it was easy, but I thought I should have the right tools.

Have a great one! Cheers