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Well, perhaps I won't sell out everything, but considering what I usually get paid for writing here, Matchstick's new buzz-for-Zunes program seems pretty nifty.

Yes, you may have heard at other blogs that Matchstick drives them insane. I have nothing bad to say about the same guys who gave me a Nokia phone a few years back (which is, incidentally, still working great for my parents).

Gord (who is once again, faster than me) tweeted the existence of Krabbésday, which is the day of the actual race that inspired Tim Krabbé to write The Rider.

Gizmodo has a video and photo tour of Lego's internal collection of almost every set they ever made.

It's just glorious. Like the narrator, there were some sets there where the simple sight of them brought me back to my childhood in a remarkably immediate way.

And since as all my friends know, I am a great fan of the environment, I present some recycled content. To wit, what I like to call the Ten Thousand Hour series.

I'm quite extraordinarily proud of that work. I'd particularly commend the review of Krabbé's "The Rider" to you, because I persist in the belief that it is an underappreciated piece of literature.

Photo: Rama (CC licensed)

The Leica M8 is a terrible camera. No wait, the Leica M8 is a wonderful camera!

So, this is kind of pathetic, but I have made a logo for my nascent Mario Kart Wii racing league:

I'm not proud of that.

During our recent vacation-at-home, TLO went all-out when making dinners. So we ate this:

And this:

And this:

You've heard the song, no?

For the unspecified "pretty little souped-up four wheel drive," I've used a 2003 Dodge Dakota as the proxy. It's a mid-sized pickup truck, smaller than full-size trucks, but not a Chevy S-10, either. I think it's safe to assume from the other cultural cues in the song that we're dealing with an American truck. Also, a Dakota in that year had the key options mentioned in the song: two headlights (as opposed to a quad setup) and leather seats