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In a previous post, I discussed how portals such as myspace and blogger are an advertisers wet dream. These are sites that are coded and target-marketed...by its own users. Katie Kurtz of the San Franscisco Chronicle broadcast this bulletin to me on what the MySpace management team is planning to do...with your information. Read on .

A film location for An Allegory About Socks, with cinematography by Adam Forslund, right. Photo: Jennifer Morales 

Demone Gore engages in existential contemplation in a scene from An Allegory About Socks. Photo by: Jennifer Morales 

I rarely smile in pictures

I did something odd and rented Dune last night, which if you are unaware, following the link and read Wikipedia's extensive discussion. It's a remarkable early (1984) David Lynch movie based on a wonderful series of sci-fi novels written by Frank Herbert, beginning in the early 1960's. I read 3 of Herbert's novels as a teenager in the late 80's, and the movie itself was a long-time favorite that I'd basically forgotten about until I'd seen it on the movie-shelf. It's full of ethereal scenes with (opera-rock) music my Brian Eno. The movie is currently being re-worked for rerelease, and prequels to the original story are also being developed.

I am normally a high strung, somewhat neurotic and overly sensitive character. A very characteristically-typical Gemini...Just think a young Woody Allen, in a woman's body. Scary, I know. As a bonifide bookworm and media-type, I recently applied to the "iSchool" at the University of Washington, a Masters in Library and Information Science program (dMLIS). I am anxiously awaiting my acceptance/denial letter, which is either going to be the thick or the thin envelope. I applied in early March of this year and have to wait until mid-to-late May to hear of the decision. Can I get a prescription for this? I can't even sleep at night, but I'm not really wanting to take Ambien, if you know what I mean. I also have something of a stable, predictable (dead-end) job with the State. My job is incredibly draining of all my creative juices because it's simply a series of mechanical processes and has no apparent room for professional growth. My application to other pos

Unlike most popular blogs I've seen that have cache, but usually have a mean, cynical bent, PostSecret is a surprisingly inspiring little site that is really a venue for the compilation of a collective work of art. The blog solicits individuals to mail in an anonymous postcard, perhaps illustrated with your darkest secret written clearly on it. Get that burden off your chest and see it posted. The results are stunning and I predict a future coffee table book. Good luck with that!