Dear White Sox:
That was pathetic.
Love and criticism,
–s.
Dear Media Executives:
Here’s why using the DMCA to force take down of fair-use clips of your copyrighted material is a bad idea.
1. I saw a clip from an episode of Boston Legal, via YouTube, posted to a blog I read. I watched it. I enjoyed it.
2. As a result of (1), I decided that I would set my DVR to record Boston Legal. I watched it. I enjoyed it.
3. As a result of (2), I decided to buy the first season of Boston Legal on DVD. I watched it. I enjoyed it.
4. As a result of (3), I decided to buy the second season of Boston Legal on DVD.
As a direct result of someone posting a three-minute clip of a James Spader diatribe to YouTube, you have made over $50 in retail sales.
And that’s why bludgeoning people with the DMCA is bad.
Love,
–sabrina
ladies and gentlemen, i am about to step out of my house in order to travel to US Cellular Field to watch the Chicago White Sox take on the fierce Tampa Bay Devil Rays. this will be the fourth baseball game i have had tickets for this season. each of my previous scheduled games has been either (a) snowed on or (b) rained out. i have actually seen one game at the ballpark so far this season.
the forecast calls for a 34% chance of thunderstorms by game time.
wish me luck.
i discovered something new this evening.
if you try to make jell-o instant pudding with rice milk instead of cow milk, it doesn’t work, and you wind up with bowls of pudding soup sitting in your fridge.
now i’m sad. that was my very favorite flavor of pudding.
alas.
Dear Headache:
You have been plaguing me for this entire week. Actually, you were plaguing me last week too. It’s time you were on your way. I am tired of you. Shoo. Shoo!
Sincerely (shoo! shoo!),
–sabrina
Dear Springtime Cold:
You have also overstayed your welcome. I’ve gone through two boxes of Sudafed, and they make you show ID for that shit now. At least Headache had the decency to be able to be mitigated with an over-the-counter drug. You require effort, and also Kleenex accessories. And I am running low on Kleenex. Go away!
Snifflingly,
–sabrina
