50's film noir obsessed Indie rock duos covering pop standards that don't relate (on the surface) to a single 22 year old male are glorious

For the longest time I was frustrated by this. If you were to look for my room in the yellow pages, you'd find it at 'organized chaos' most certainly not in 'filth/exposed rotting foodstuffs'. So every movie/film or euchre game (for those of you hip on the northeastern U.S./Australian (?) sensation, I'm just about 3 more outrageous defeats away from going into the chat room and saying enough swears to get 'g0ldendelicious' banned.... I mean God bless it you call it and I take the first trick and we get euchred I mean....!.. [grabs pillow, counts 1...2...3...4...]) I have a special friend or two who are more than happy to share the view or ruin a freshly opened A-zona Ice tea w/ lemon (!!!) And I would reach for a pair of boxers or a sock and try to mash him on the spot, which of course creates more problems whether my aim is true or not. But then the solution presented itself: Inaction.

More specifically, granting a spider pardon from the vacuum in exchange for its small web underneath my bead post by my record player. It's really something to see, not only is it a tangible view into nature's delicate food chain (where was this when the blue ribbon went to the 'electrical conductivity of random objects' project circa 4th grade?), but also it seems to me a cute example of economic theory. How a small entrepreneur can start his or her small business and, with perfect location (...location, location), & that perfect good or service, thrive. Almost inspiring in a scary, 'dog-eat-dog' (more or less literally) way.

Speaking of horribly frightening unethical practices, you should bang this up: http://www.news.com.au/story/0,10117,15739502-13762,00.html ...or since you won't, listen to my brief synopsis about how scientists have had success (I guess depending on your walk of life) in bringing dogs back from a 3-hour visit with death by draining their blood, pumping in a freezing saline solution and applying electric shock. "Reanimated Zombie Dogs", get your nightmares on. I'm all for science breaking down the barriers of faulty ideologies and pushing the boundaries of what is considered "possible", but I'm not sure what positive direction this might lead anybody. My 'Niagara Falls in a barrel' wake seems to make more sense to me daily.