I'm not sure if anyone else has linked to this, but I just had to:

A federal judge yesterday ruled that Google Inc. must turn over a YouTube logging database containing 12TB of data that includes user log-in IDs, IP addresses and video viewing habits to Viacom International Inc.

Score another hit against our privacy. Not that I'm ashamed of anything I watch on YouTube, but it's certainly the principle of the idea. Not to mention the fact that, how hard would it be for Viacom to start going after people who watch copyrighted material, let alone just the ones who post it.

It's also a question of "Fair Use" at least when it comes to video snippets, and it may soon be put to the courts because of this. I find it hard to believe that any judge that could so carelessly toss aside our privacy would be inclined to side with anybody but the big-ass corporations that the average joe has no possibility of defending him/herself against.

Ok wait! I was just about to post when I found this:

(Posted Jul 14th) YouTube will be allowed to mask important user information from records it must turn over to Viacom...Google is also likely to ask to see similar records about Viacom's employees. That might show that while Viacom's lawyers were demanding YouTube to remove it's videos, Viacom's marketing managers may have been among those that posted them.

The plot thickens. Because apparently it's never just about privacy rights and protecting writers property. It's just about big businesses duking it out.

Apparently I do still think about TV shows...(no spoilers about the last few episodes of S4)

( Musings on Donna, Martha and Season 4 )

Break my heart why don't you.

It's always the penalty kicks, isn't it?

I do this all the time. I hear a mumble mumble in a song, my mind fills in the blanks with new lyrics and it sticks. So much so, that I don't even bother looking them up, because really, what else could they really be.

Tonight I was watching that game show with missing lyrics and the lady was singing along to Janis Joplin's Me and Bobby McGee and she gets to the part where she says "Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine..." and I went, wait...huh?

For the last, oh, twenty some odd years of my life, I could have sworn she was saying "Windshield wipers, turpentine."

I don't know why. My version of the lyrics don't make any particular sense, but that's what I thought she was saying.

I even...and this is where it gets really embarrassing... used that phrase as a title for a ficlet. *facepalm*

Go ahead. Laugh. It deserves to be mocked. -> Windshield-Wipers Turpentine

This is only slightly more embarrassing than when I was five and explained to my parents that the song Video Killed The Radio Star had a bad word in it (I even sang it for them when they had no clue what I was talking about):

In my mind and in my cock.
We can't rewind, we've gone too far.

Proof positive I should never, ever, ever become a music writer.

Drive by link for the science geeks on my flist:

The PCR Song

PS. Jr is doing better :)

Am  attempting to drink 35 ounces of water for my ultrasound in an hour and a half. Which means I have another 30 minutes to drink another two bottles of water.

I hate drinking water when I'm not thirsty.

*sigh*

17 ounces down...17 more to go. And then I have to attempt not to pee myself enroute to the clinic.

This post is brought to you by the letters H and O and the Number 2.

So for Earth Hour today, we turned off all our lights, but I cheated, I didn't turn off the computer. But my street was noticeably darker than usual and we've decided to leave the candles on and keep as many lights off as possible because it's rather pretty. And I have my computer, so all is good.

So, because I was bored and everyone loves a poll, here we go:

Which strange ships do you ship along with me? Normally, I'm actually happy to ship whoever with whatever but I decided for the sake of this poll, just to include my stranger obsessions.

Poll #1162750
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

Which odd ships do we share?

So confess, what are your strange obsessions, if they're not listed above? (I don't get to use this icon nearly enough--I'm assuming no one will be perusing their flist sat night while at work.)

Why fandom rocks.

1. SGA fans: The video about Zelenka's still beer. Found by scifigirl



2. Doctor Who fans: Video. Jack and his unplanned pregnancy to the music of Papa Don't Preach. Hilairous!

3. More for Doctor Who fans: I can't remember who on my flist linked this, but I found it so hilarious I had to pass it on.The Daleks made a porn movie. No. Really!

Ok, bed now.

I just have to point to the most awesomest of awesome things--a couple of days ago argosy asked me what my favorite song was. Like any good Canadian, I said I liked the Tragically Hip and then she went and did this!

She recorded a version of Ahead by a Century for me! Singing and playing it on her guitar! *huge giant squishy hugs*

This so beats driving four hours (two hours each way) just so I could get issued parts for a new uniform, which is the only other interesting thing I did today. Blah! One of these day I may even admit I turned 30 three years ago *g*

I got to hear this:

"Mommy, mommy! My pee is in the shape of a hot-air ballon!"

To which I replied (somewhat under my breath) "Sure, in a liquid, non-aerodynamic sort of way."

I could never make this up.

~~~

American Idol: Is it just me or does Kristy Lee Cook have an orange tongue?

Spooks: I've got the hubby hooked on it. We've been watching S1 and S2 and we've just started S3. Rewatching the beginning of S3 I'm still a little heartbroken over Tom. I thought it wouldn't hurt as much to watch it the second time through, but...

Stupid Game Show Where People Have to Answer the Truth to win money: Why does this seem like a good idea to most of these people on the show? Let me destroy my marriage and still not win any money because I lie on the last question.  *facepalm* Also, apparently the audience doesn't get out much, judging by the ooo's and ahhhh's when the host asked the lady if the thought of being spanked by a hot man turned her on. What's the big deal? This show is making my mind rot.

Title: Sex in the Head
Fandom: As the World Turns
Rating: NC-17
Time Line: New Year’s Eve, at the Metro (though my version of the Metro is a little different than on the show).
Word Count: ~2500
Summary: Luke/Noah. The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs. - D. H. Lawrence

A/N: Written for the Porn-a-thon. I know. I’m late to my own challenge. *facepalm* I suck. (I picked the prompt of party favors.)

I owe a huge thanks to meadowlion for her thorough and smart beta and for catching all my errant commas. She really helped me tighten up the fic. Remaining mistakes are all mine.

( Sex in the Head )

I just went outside in my crocs in several feet of snow to check out the lunar eclipse. It's cool and crisp outside, the sky is perfectly clear and the moon is gorgeous.

That's it. Just taking a moment to appreciate Mother Nature. :)

Father of Breaththrough Cancer treatment dies (Judah Folkman )

This is sad. He gave a talk at the University of Toronto a few years back and I went to see it, and he was an excellent speaker. Most academic talks are boring...I'll freely admit. But he was so smart, he explained things so clearly and was such an engaging speaker. I was so impressed, that I dragged Hubby all the way downtown one evening, when Dr. Folkman came to talk at the Hummingbird Centre (or O'Keefe Centre or whatever the heck it is called these days) but by the time we got there, it was full and there weren't letting anyone else in. Crazy, huh? He filled the Hummingbird Centre on a weekday evening.

RIP.

Just some quick things:

1. From littlehands - Torchwood Season 2 Preview - the first three minutes made me squee like the cheap fangirl I am.

2. I'm participating in nuke_stillness. If you've got a few minutes to vote, there are some pretty icons to look at here.

Hope you're all having a nice weekend.

Here's my sga_santa fic:

Title: Happiness is a Warm Gun
Recipient: argosy
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: R/NC-17
Word Count: 16,483
Timeline/Spoilers: Takes place during 402—Lifeline.

Summary: It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes. ~Douglas Adams

~~~

A/N: I'm sorry argosy, I'm a bad, bad liar. I hope you'll forgive me one day *g* Many thanks to my sister and rez_lo for the beta. They made it a thousand times better. All remaining mistakes are totally mine.

A/N2: The song that really inspired this fic: Intermission by the Scissor Sisters

(Happiness is a Warm Gun)

Just checking in to wish everyone a Happy New Year!

My holidays have been a bit of a whirlwind, but in a good way (mostly). I only have one complaint.

Dear Toy Makers,

Is it really necessary to secure your toys so completely in the packaging that I can't remove them without a screw driver, wire cutter and possibly a ratchet? I have a degree in engineering and I still couldn't get the remote controlled dinosaur out of the box without using a clamp and a handsaw.

No Love,
Mommy of a 3-year old.

*huggles flist*

The Search For the Perfect Halloween Costume

So this past year, Jr was Spiderman for Halloween (along with half the other kids) but he loved it. Everything has to be Spiderman these days. Or Venom. He LOVES Venom. When I try to explain that Venom is bad, Jr very seriously says "No, Mommy. He's good AND bad."

So anyway, a few days ago he was surfing YouTube (yes, he's not even three yet, but already he's hogging the computer!) and he came across his new favorite superhero:

Ghost Rider.

( A picture of Ghost Rider for those of you who don't know who he is - because God knows I certainly didn't until I had a boy )


And then he turns to my hubby and says:

"Daddy! Daddy! I want to be Ghost Rider for Halloween next year. With flames!"

savvy_elf is hosting the THE YULETIDE MUSIC MEME.

So many great songs. *g*

How is it I have a halloween icon, a Valentine's Day icon, and no Christmas icon?

So I was googling Livejournal so I could surf my flist during lunch and lo and behold...this link shows up:

Russia's SUP Acquires LiveJournal Blogging Service
http://www.informationweek.com/news/showArticle.jhtml?articleID=204600713&subSection=News

Does this mean the retardness will stop or get worse? *fingers crossed*