Daily View, 6/2

• I love the new Adidas Oki-Ni Wilhelm Bungert. Too bad it's leather and way 'spensive.


• Billy Connolly is in town. I hear his standup is fantastic, though I'm not really a fan of that sort of thing. He seems an all-around odd man... I'm sure seeing him live would be an experience (of some kind).


• Winona? Bane of my existence. Simon Baker? Dreamy. Alas, they are teaming up for the upcoming Sex & Death 101. On a much lesser level of collision, Julie Bowen (sweet, genuine) and Dash Mihok (beefy, forgettable, worst actor on Felicity, which says quite a bit) also star. Note to Winona: Just give up. You will never get it back.


• Come on, is Anthony Kiedis's voice really THAT bad?? Slate on the Chili Peppers. Love the phrase "titans of their instruments"...


• I am nothing but a sucker: the iPod/Nike thing.


• We are... dundunnaDA... Super-Organisms!!!


• Watching this kitten attack a laptop makes me exceedingly pleased that 1) I never knew my cat as anything but a grouchy adult, 2) he now outweighs my laptop by about 15 pounds and 3) is too fat and lazy to do anything but rest his sleeping head on its humming warmth.


• Again, I'm a sucker, but in an alternate universe I throw a helluva party and these would be cool (I'm thinking Legend of Zelda theme?): ice jewels


• While recently visiting friends in Boston, the alcohol quite got the better of me and I started babbling about the musical glory that is Abba singing Abba songs in Spanish. I know, I know, I cringe just reading that sentence. But it's true, and I'll even admit it sober: I LOVE ABBA SO FUCK YOU! (Inspiration for that Tourette's-style outburst can be found on Cinephilia—her post about Team Jolie made me laugh out loud this morning and I'm still basking in the afterglow). Anyway, in drunken confessional mode I told the assembled Bostonians the story of how I found Spanish Abba in the first place... and, much to my astonishment, the brief Amazon review that I wrote in 2001 (which somehow details it all) is still on the product page!!!! (scroll down)


• Let the musical horror continue: I have my 4000-song-strong iTunes library on random repeat, and Bootylicious by Destiny's Child just came blasting full force out of my speakers. Well do I recall the first time I heard this song—it was in a car, driving with a friend (who will remain unnamed) around deserted downtown St. Louis looking for the cook-your-own vegetarian buffet. This friend said, "Omg, have you heard this? This is over the line. They're talking about their jelly!" in prim, youthful tones that I'm sure she will refuse to acknowledge (you know who you are!). Of course, my eyes glazed over and I got distracted by my own adolescent booty trauma (little did she know). Growing up it was everywhere. I had none in a world full of burgeoning African-American beauties, and therefore developed an adolescent complex that is still with me on some level (the two biggest social lessons of my childhood: 1) white girls don't/can't/shouldn't dance and 2) white girls have no booty). My other booty memory: when I was a camp counselor in college, two of the girls in my cabin had gleefully discovered the Beastie Boys and ran around all summer exchanging this dialogue at the top of their lungs:
  
  Ann: "Hey Professor, what's another word for pirate treasure?"
  
  Jan: "Well I think it's booty (wick), booty (wickywickywick) booty—"
  
  Ann: "That's what it is."
  
  Those girls had promise, man. Too bad they eventually discovered weed. Meanwhile, the other gem quote from that song is "Don't touch me... 'cuz I'm electric... and if you touch me... you'll get SHOCKED." Ye-ah. At any rate, the point is that all this has made me realize that I don't hear the word booty quite as often as I used to, and I'm feeling a bit hopelessly vanilla right about now. Booty.


• Cool idea, stupid price tag, juvenile spelling instincts: the Scrabble key thing.


• Trebuchet!!


• This guy does some wicked things with his Moleskine (PK, I swear I'm not stalking you!).


• The New York of Tomorrow... crazy, though not quite Jetson enough for me yet.


• "Apple’s Great Glass Elevator As Buggy As Willy Wonka’s"


• Again, sucker: Specktone retro iPod speaker dock thing


• Check out the GAME section... and then just try to walk away: Flash Forward contest winners