2007 Webby Award Nominations!
I've been skimming the list of Webby nominees this afternoon. Some favorites represented: Slate, The Onion, Best Week Ever, and holy crap Last.fm! That one excites me so much because I accidentally stumbled upon it last year while googling "Stacked Crooked" (I never did find out what the hell the words are - Carl Newman, why do you vex me so?!), and it would totally be my #1 Internet Favorite Thing except that I met my husband online, so.
Scrolling through there are tons of sites I've never heard of because I am painfully out of touch. Among the things I hadn't seen before:
- wefeelfine.org - I feel I should start beginning all my sentences with 'I feel' so I can become a part of online art. (Amy, if you haven't seen this already, I think you especially will enjoy.)
- FactCheck.org - Because politicians say all kinds of things.
- UGO.com - I made my own superhero with their Hero Machine. I named her Birdie because I couldn't think of anything else. Is she good or evil?
She has four arms which I think would be useful for regular life in addition to super hero life. She also has a big stick for hitting things and for getting items off the top shelf in the closet.
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You met me online too! Dork.
Stacked Crooked lyrics, taken from the Japanese edition of the album:
> I counted on my private Altamount, trusted it all along but now I'm
> on my way.
> We left the house, you're fingers in my mouth,
> Stacked crooked all along but now I'm on my way.
>
> The force that through the red light pulled the hours,
> I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine it.
> The vantage falling from the ivory tower,
> I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine it.
>
> You clipped and tossed your cryptic crossword locks, union
> abandoned talks,
> And now its hard to say why we would wait in smoke and mirror states,
> Stacked crooked all along but now I'm on my way.
>
> Do not, do not deny me, deny my last appeal.
> Do not, do not deny me, my Achilles heel.
> Do not, do not deny my attention to detail.
> Do not, do not deny me the clicking of clear heels.
Wow, I was *way* off on many of those words, especially the last lines. Yikes.
Thank you!
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