"There'’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book." -- Carson McCullers
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I found an old .zip file of bookmarks. Here are some I can still use:
ULYSSES on Bibliomania. A webified versions of FINNEGANS WAKE. The animations for this ULYSSES walk-through make me chuckle and think about how much more fun hunting for game on OREGON TRAIL is now that computers are a few gazillion times faster. Here's one that focuses on the music in Joyce's work.
I don't need these as much as I used to, but just in case: Tearmai Riomhaireachta, Daltai na Gaeilge, Gaelic Dictionary Search, Junior Gaelic Grammar and Common elements in Irish Placenames. I sorta miss the days when almost everything on the Internet was parked on college servers. Sorta. I also miss Webcam-mania, but at least this site of Live Views of Dublin's Gardiner and Talbot Streets is still around.
StewMac shows why they're the best hardware store in music with their handy-dandy free information page. Quieting the Beast [Stratocaster] and the rest of the GuitarNuts.com menu. Vox Dealers and VintageAmp's Vox page.OLGA's Christmas tabulature archive and a tab search engine. Guitar One's MP3 lesson library. I assume I heard some of Jane Bunnett and the Spirits of Havana's work, but don't remember it; I'll have to seek it out. And now that I've found Kazuhito Yamashita's recording of Mussorsky's PICTURES AT AN EXHIBITION on CD, my next "Why is this not on CD, dammit?" recording is John Barry's score for Disney's THE BLACK HOLE.
Filmmaker.com tool downloads. D-J screenplays. AbsoluteWrite has a messboard now.
Rembrandt Web museum and Guardian essay. Ukiyo-E gallery. Art dictionary. Alex Toth original-art gallery. Jimmy Frise comics gallery. Yet another Yoshiharu Tsuge website. Blambot comic fonts. Christian Comics infosite. Pokey the Penguin is the one true Gawd. Ackxhpaez by M. Wartella. I still love the 900lb. Gorilla. Ray Zone's 3-D comics checklist. Norman Saunders' funnybook covers. And Comicartfans.com is my new best old friend.
I'm hopelessly addicted to playing the SOCK MONKEY slide puzzle. [Dark Horse also has sliders for Bettie Page and some superduper series I don't recognize, but only the Millionaire puzzle reward you with a little string-quartet music when you solve the puzzle.
The catalog of U.K. Entrances to Hell.
The Chicago Reader seems to have cheesed out and put almost all of Jonathan Rosebaum's work on their paysite. You have to wonder how long these papers will dog on with the pay archives before they give up; I don't know anyone who's willing to pay a buck a page for anything on the web -- well, maybe good porn -certainlytainly not something they would be buying essentially sight unseen. I had a link to something on the Onion's A/V Club's site, but it's long gone it seems, but this recent list of 20 Wonderfully Irrelevant Andy Griffith Show Conversations amused and charmed me. Was there a better non-team team in comedy than Griffith and Don Knotts? No.
Go find your Missing Money and blow it on bargain books and computer crap, you cheap nerds.
I'm fascinated by gals_in_glasses and glassesfetish for all sorta of reasons, yet none of them are sexual. Go figure.
Information Please: The Book.
Alred Hitchcock and the Three Investigators trivia. I'm regularly tempted to buy some of those books to see if they're as good as I remember them being when I was 9. Same thing with the ValueTales series, especially the book on Terry Fox. And whatever the series name was for those orange-spine hardcovers about monsters that seemed intentionally 50/50 pictures/text, like the editor measured the page with a ruler to make sure.
For some reason, I always remember Budd Schulberg's WHAT MAKES SAMMY RUN? as not having the question mark. One of the best books, ever, though.
Here's a transcript of the end of R. Budd Dwyer's last press conference.
Jargon du Jour. The big list of fallacies, for the next time you're foolish enough to waste time on a message board. All sorts of book care/repair tips.
Gojira was never lovelier.
A worldwide gallery of the Blue Screen of Death. Like the vagina, I forget how the flatbed scanner works within hours of touching one. Mame info. And there really is nothing they can't make into a USB device, is there? I would be surprised to learn that no one's marketing a cybersex kit; a bundle of USB-powered webcams, one or two USB vibrators, and remote-control software.
Wow, Dadadie Brucke's site has gotten a lot slicker since the day I bookmarked it; but Miller's Hats is exactly the same.
Auties and Aspies for Freedom.
If I receive 100 individual complaints about the ugliness of this page, I swear I will plaster the blog's template with this awesome color reference page's coding. [Don't like this color scheme? Just move your mouse around until you do. Tread lightly around natural-born contrarians, mouth breathers.]
The reason I dug into my bookmark backups was to find this, Collector Car Trader Online. I will find my Galaxie 500 on it someday, oh yes, indeed.
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