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If you’re into blogging and want to make your blog available to as many people as possible Feedburner is a great site to use. Once registered, it will send your blog to multiple feeds and make it available to many potential readers. (If you don’t know what a web feed is click here)

Below is the code I used to put a buttom that links to my Feedburner page. It also includes the graphic for the button. When you paste the code into your Sidebar.php file, you will have a single button that will take potential subscribers to your Feedburner page.

Here it is:

After you sign up for Feedburner you will get a url to use. Paste it into http://feeds.feedburner.com/PASTE_YOUR_INFO_HERE. part of the code. You can use the img file in the address included, for the button, but it is probably best to download it and park in a place where you know you will have access. Download it from:

http://buttonpage.googlepages.com/subscribebutton.png

Or take the one below.

Good luck

Here is what the digg community is saying about Angry Frozen Head.

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Now I am really up to no good, I mean besides associating with that godless anarchist Jeremiah. (You must read his most recent post and the associated links) I am going to test advertising on this blog. I understand with the amount of traffic I get here, I might be able to buy a first class postage stamp once a month, but this is my place to experiment. In a few weeks you will see a new site that I am helping to delevop.

Stay tuned lurkers, it’s just for you.

About three times a week there is man singing and playing his guitar at the Davis Square T station. I believe he is from a former French colony in Africa, because he always sings in French. I’ll have to admit he has a special little song that almost always brings a tear to me eye. He plays it every time I see him too. I don’t know it’s name, but the opening lines go like this.

“I saw my former plumber doing cartwheels in the lake, with her dog upon her head. I found this so inspiring that I went home and ate my car three times.”

I’m pretty sure I’ve got the lyrics right, although my French is not what it used to be. I may be wrong about eating the car three times, but I’m sure I’ve got the rest correct. He keeps repeating mangez, and that means eat, but maybe he means it took three tries to swallow the car. I know it would take me a couple of attempts to get my car down, but like I said, my French is rusty. These subtle and earnest lyrics are especially enhanced by his sublimely screeching and asymmetrical playing style. It is a performance everyone should witness.

And you should hear his covers of “Tiny Dancer” and
“Sheena is a Punk Rocker.”

Hi,

I’ve been wanting to learn Flash Video and how to implement it into my blog. Below is a version that I think works. The commercial is a test spot that my friend Max, Produced and Directed. This is a version that I edited.

Let me know if it works.

Thanks,
Mark

You might need to update your Flash player to get this to work. Click the link below.

Flash Update Center

P.S. The Plug-in and info that helped me to get this video to work is at Roel Meurders website. on his WP-FV page.

Liliana Cavani directed The Night Porter, which is just weird and bizarre enough to make me think about watching anything thing else she directed. Porter is a twisted S&M tale of a Nazi concentration camp survivor, a yummy Charlotte Rampling, and her former tormentor/SS Officer, Dirk Bogarde after they accidentally meet again in a hotel in Austria. It’s sick film, but somehow compelling too. (I know Linda Mulvey has me figured) So when Steph recommended Ripley’s Game and I found out Cavani Directed it and that John Malkovich was the star, I thought I couldn’t go wrong. Well, I guess that’s what I get for thinking.

It had all of the ingredients of a good film, Malkovich, Ray Winstone, the character and story of Tom Ripley novels, locations (Italy and Germany) and the Director. That should work right? It just didn’t. It had all of the effervescence of Wednesday night movie on Lifetime. It only lacked Meredith Baxter Birney or Mariska Hargitay.

Technically it was a very pedestrian film, the blocking and lighting were average at best. The Acting? Malkovich and Winstone were great, but the rest for the cast, bland and average, really flat. And the Anti-Antagonist (or is it the Polar-Protagonist?) Ripley’s foil, Dougray Scott, was just terrible. Maybe having to act against JM just overwhelmed him.

So why am I writing about it? Initially it was to give Steph a hard time, but that changed. I did a little research into the film and was shocked to see that some critics liked it. Roger Ebert even called it a Great Film. The only thing I can figure is the Chemo-therapy is affecting his brain. Another Reviewer/Idiot, Walter Chaw said, “Veteran cinematographer Alfio Contini shoots the Padua and Vicenza locations with a sun-kissed Roman warmth offsetting the chill wafting from Malkovich’s Ripley.” I wondered if he saw the same film I saw. The best thing I could say about the lighting is that it was even.

And chill wafting from JM is another problem. JM does a great job of delivering his cold blooded lines, but I think he was the wrong actor for the part. He has played to many evil parts, embodied too many villains to play the role convincingly now. Maybe back in his Dangerous Liaisons days he could have pulled it off, but not today. I am no big fan of Matt Damon, but his typical vacant acting style, perfectly captured the sangfroid of Tom Ripley, in The Talented Mr. Ripley. JM is great, but he has too much baggage for this film.

In the end Cavani failed. She was the Director, so it’s her fault. I’ve read there was tension on the set, that she even walked off for a while and JM took over the helm. That doesn’t matter, it’s still her fault. And if I ever catch the Editor Jon Harris, we’re gonna have a talk.

Things I overheard or saw today. I could try and edit it into some story, but….

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In the Harvard Coop, a bookstore in Harvard Square.

A sort of Cali girl says, “This is like a great place. It’s like, it’s like a big book bookstore.”

Her friend, “No Jenn, it is a big bookstore.”

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In the local video store today they were playing Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore. A 70’s classic directed by Martin Scorsese, that stars Ellen Burstyn, one of my favorite actors. I asked the tattooed and pierced boy behind the counter, who picked this oldie. He said he did and then he added, “ She’s such a great actress. I loved her in “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.”

Me, “She wasn’t in Cuckoos’ Nest, that was Louise Fletcher.”

He, “That wasn’t Ellen Burstyn,?”

Me, “Nope Louise Fletcher.”

He, “But I loved her in that.”

Me, “Well you loved Louise Fletcher.”

He, “Are you sure?”

Me, “You can trust me on this one.”

He, “Well! She sure was good in Requiem for a Dream.”

Me, “Louse Fletcher?”

He, “Yes.”

Me, “ That was Ellen Burstyn.”

He, “It was?”

Me, “Yes.”

He, “I’m confused.”

Me, “Yes, I know.”

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In line beside me at CVS, an older man happily spoons away at what looks like some very chocolate ice cream, from a Ben and Jerry’s cup. He seems very happy and he’s even making nummy sounds as he shovels the mixture into his mouth, then he loudly farts. He says, “Oops!” And quickly exits the store.

This link is a hoot!

http://rightwingnytimes.cf.huffingtonpost.com/

I hope that I don’t fall in love with you
- Tom Waits

Well I hope that I don’t fall in love with you
‘Cause falling in love just makes me blue,
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.

Well the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it,
Before the evening’s gone away, I think that we could make it,
And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.

Well the night does funny things inside a man
These old tom-cat feelings you don’t understand,
Well I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette,
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we’ve never met,
And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.

I can see that you are lonesome just like me,
And it being late, you’d like some some company,
Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me,
The guy you’re with has up and split, the chair next to you’s free,
And I hope that you don’t fall in love with me.

Now it’s closing time, the music’s fading out
Last call for drinks, I’ll have another stout.
Well I turn around to look at you, you’re nowhere to be found,
I search the place for your lost face, guess I’ll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you.

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