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    Archive for July 19th, 2005

    #Dvorak on Creative Commons

    Via Slashdot: Dvorak trashes Creative Commons

    There are several things that bother me about this initiative. First, Creative Commons is similar to a license. You sign up with the group and post a message saying that your material is protected or covered by Creative Commons. This means that others have certain rights to reuse the material under a variety of provisos, mostly as long as the reuse is not for commercial purposes. Why not commercial purposes? What difference does it make, if everyone is free and easy about this? In other words, a noncommercial site could distribute a million copies of something and that’s okay, but a small commercial site cannot deliver two copies if it’s for commercial purposes. What is this telling me?

    I can’t wait to see the Sampo response

    currently playing: Leftfield “Open Up”


    #wishlist item #20050719

    I want to shock my vagus nerve. This is the coolest thing since the home defibrillator.

    currently playing: Love & Peace Orchestra “Holding On”


    #dizzy (take 6! 5! 4…!)

    Dr’s visit was largely inconclusive. Fluid in the ears? Probably. Probably not an infection. Which was nice but it still would have been nice to know a little more conclusively what’s making my skull feel like a 24/7 toboggan ride from hell. Granted, towards the end of the day yesterday I was thinking for the 1st time in the past week that it was starting to go away. That just translates directly into feeling disoriented again this morning. Fortunately I got some meds to help deal with the fall-out and a follow-up visit scheduled for Friday. (Gets worse before it gets better?)

    currently playing: Lunatic Calm “Punkywhitenoisething”


    #dream.20050719: son of led

    Concert time! Cloned sons of Robert Plant and David Bowie give a concert of Led Zepplin covers. We’re supposed to think it’s Zepplin. For some reason it’s held at some state park with shit loads of waterfalls. And because I snuck in, I’m forever being chased by security. Lots of high-wire stunts. Lots of tight-rope walking and trapeezery. Eventually I met up with my dad — who had found some sort of funhouse/haunted mansion thing at the back of the state park. It was really just an advert for chewing gum though. The music was terrible.