After a hard afternoon of sunbathing, relaxing in the dark living room is nice, too.

Bagheera and Huckleberry have pruned the Venetian blinds so they can bask in the late afternoon sun.

Erstwhile <I>Stereophile</I> scribe and <I>Audio</I> editor Corey Greenberg has a new mission: To bring back the manly art of wet-shaving with a badger hair brush and a "real" razor. No matter how obscure the subject, Greenberg's always an entertaining read.

If you like (or even if you don't like) the album version of Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy," try this slow live jam.

Often when I think I have nothing to write about, I remember. I remember. I remember JA commenting on <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/101205itdoes/">one of my entries</a>:<br>
"It's amazing how you can write 300 words about nothing, and make it seem important."

Everything from Woodrow Wilson to "Houston, we have a problem."

Apparently, unlike high school students, monkeys communicate in complete sentences.

Here's an interesting article about porn as a technical innovator, which is something I've been fascinated by for years&mdash;no, I don't mean porn, which seems to confuse almost everything I actually enjoy about sex with simple hydraulics. What I find interesting is that every innovation that Hollywood and the record labels decried as the end of the world was actually embraced by and made mainstream by porn. Video cassettes took movies, dirty and otherwise, out of crappy theaters and into our homes; DVDs improved the audio and video quality of the product, while mainstreaming owning the product; and the Internet made art films (and "art" films) as available in Sioux City and San Francisco. I certainly wouldn't bet against the adult entertainment industry's success at streaming video into the home. Wanna bet that Hollywood ends up with a distribution model more like Vivid's than Blockbuster's?