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It’s not enough to have Star Trek movies, toothbrushes, underwear, scuba masks, and of course, marital aids; no, some people take fandom just a little too far: they create their own imaginary shows, complete with a starstudded cast.

This is just kinda …weird.. yet poignant in a geekish way: my site has been surveyed by Netcraft.

In the five years that I’ve had a computer, and worked in some relation to the IT industry, I’ve always kept an eye on the Netcraft surveys. Netcraft has always been there, like some mythical entity that I heard about, but never experienced. Today, though, I’m definitely a part of something. Sure, I’m one of over 21 million parts, but I’m still a part of Netcraft. Yeah, this means zilch to you, with your big site and a million visits a day, but to me, with my meager 80 visits a day, it’s bigtime.

OK… I love my pet.. She’s a great companion. But I think this is going WAAAAAY too far. The more disturbing fact is the “out of stock” status implying that people have actually bought the out. This speaks well for the average dog owner. This is why I have a cat I guess.

Dan’s Data has a nice little write-up of all the differentoddly-colored and strangely-shaped CDRs you can buy.

I want the black ones, just because they look neat.

The National Cattle and Beef Association is thrilled.

Students at a Chicago High School have started a Carnivorous Club, devoted to expounding the virtues of meat.

Dead cow GOOD!

It may not be Christmas-time yet, but you can always buy me nice things, like this.

More signs of the coming Apocalypse: Kevin updated his page.

As I’ve said before, the statement “We use only 10% of our brains” is false; it’s a myth. We use all 100% of our brains.

My own corollary to this is that people who are really stupid still use 100% of their brains; they just use it very poorly.

There is a great disturbance in the Force… as if a million souls all cried out at once…

I’m not sure what the hell this thing is, but I’m terribly disturbed by the gleam in its little evil eye.