I like it when bands do a Q-and-A between songs.
"If you were an animal, what kind of animal would you be?" "A sad animal."
"Did Twilight make you start hating vampires?" "Well, this band started the vampire craze, so that would be like hating your children."
I like it when bands do a Q-and-A between songs.
DNA Lounge: Wherein BEER!
Ladies and Gentlemen, today you can finally have a beer with your pizza!
We got our temporary liquor license today, pending finalization of the transfer of the previous owners' beer-and-wine license to us. We had been told that we would be handed this temporary permit on the same day we went into the ABC office to turn in the paperwork, back on March 2nd, but it should be no surprise to any of you by now that when some government organization says "same day" they often mean "three and a half weeks".
Just before tonight's Hubba Hubba Revue would be a great time for some pizza and beer, don't you think?
Terrifying shoulder-mounted telepresence mecha-muppet whispers arcane commands.
You carry TEROOS around on your shoulder but someone else controls it, using its built-in camera, microphone, and speaker to look around and communicate with the wearer. Communications and commands are relayed via a smartphone, which is passed to TEROOS via Bluetooth. Skype handles the audio/video exchange between TEROOS and its remote operator.
Today's Series of Tubes
(I take note of the physical properties of my local network infrastructure against the possibility of a high-speed dirt-bike chase through the sewers. These things happen.)
DNA Lounge: Wherein we get Internets on everything.
Last week Devon and Steen went into unspeakable crawlspaces with a spool of Cat5, and today John and I hooked up four more wireless access points in the pizza place. DNA Pizza now has basically the same wifi capacity as DNA Lounge itself. It's kind of overkill, but I got ten of these APs as a batch on eBay for cheap last year, so we might as well use them.
There's Internets all over the place now. We're just spraying Internets all over the street. People will be driving by and get home and think, what is this crap on my window? Is this Internets? It's like when you order a slice of pizza and first you have to take a bunch of napkins and sop up all the Internets pooling on top.
Yeah, it's kind of like that.
DNA Lounge: Wherein there's some more War on Fun news.
Slim's Liquor License Temporarily Suspended Due to Neighbor Complaints
Holliday says Guenot can't even be certain that noise is actually coming from Slim's, and has recently begun complaining to police about another neighbor, the nightclub Butter. But the terms of Slim's liquor license have made it especially vulnerable to noise complaints. Holliday says that when seeking a permit for the club before its opening in 1988, she agreed to terms that no noise would be heard beyond the club's doors.
"There was nobody down here then," Holliday says.
Since 1999, after spending more than $100,000 on sound insulation, Slim's noise levels have been measured by officials from the San Francisco Entertainment Commission, and found to be in accordance with the city's noise ordinance, Holliday says.
That hasn't stopped the calls to police. Since 2007, when Guenot moved in, Holliday says she has spent more than $250,000 on legal fees battling charges from her neighbor that the club is too loud. "The outcome of this long siege has been that we did need to take the closure, the punishment," Holliday says.
Let's all take a moment to be filled with blinding rage, shall we?
Ok, moving on.
Here's an op-ed from Senator Leno about the legislation he's introducing to make everyone believe that infusions are still legal.
I phrase it that way because there is no way that under current law any sane person could think that infusions are actually illegal. This is a complete fantasy, a willful misreading of the statute by out-of-control ABC prosecutors. I wrote about this extensively back in February 2010.
It's bullshit. But, this legislation will make ABC STFU about it, I guess.
Oh, also, Luther Campbell of 2 Live Crew is running for Mayor of Miami. How about that.
DNA Lounge: Wherein there are photos, and some bad news for our neighbors.
Also, here's an interview with Angie Bowie who was the special guest at the last Trannyshack.
You may have noticed that Slim's has been closed for a week. As the signs they've posted on their front door show, they are victims of an ABC license suspension due to repeated noise complaints from a single neighbor. Some details are here. They've been dealing with this woman for some time, and the stories I've heard about their struggle are mind-blowingly infuriating, but alas, they're not my stories to tell.
They sure have my sympathy, though. One neighbor with a grudge can really screw things up for a lot of people.