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'Fess up—you've always wondered about that butter side down thing.

This online dialog between Neal Stephenson and the readers of <I>Slashdot</I> isn't new, but I'd never read it before. There's good stuff on money, copyright, and his three deathmatch battles with William Gibson.

<I>The Inquirer</I> goes medieval on DRM's butt. This rant is passionate and incandescent. Wish I'd said it, but linking to it is pretty satisfying, too.

I link to this review of David Crystal's <I>How Language Works</I> not so much because it is deeply informative&mdash;I'm pretty sure I want to read it, but the review doesn't make that compelling a case&mdash;but rather because of my admiration at the way John Humphrys manages to work one of my favorite grammar jokes into the review.

Funny thing about carting a $1600 amplifier down these New York City streets during the evening rush: People just don't give a crap; they'll run you over. No problem. In fact, I was almost shown to that great, big listening room in the sky by an SUV (with Jersey plates, of course) just outside Herald Square. And try getting a $1600 CD player through the PATH station turnstiles; there's no special "Hi-Fi Entrance" down there. You're left to your own devices. I employed the lift and twirl method, but only after realizing that the push and shove method wasn't going to work.

No, it isn't a joke. Hey, if you're here, it's not like you're using the one you've got.

How could I have missed this Charles Rosen article? It was even published on my birthday. Aww, he shouldn't have.