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I’m absolutely addicted to the Evangelical’s The Evening Decends album right now. And, of course, I use the iTunes track broadcaster in iChat because I’m music-snobby like that.

Then, one of my close work buddies sends me over a screen grab of my “status”. Ah, iChat, if only it was true.

From The Standard:

I actually think it will probably be a good thing. Yahoo’s been struggling for a number of years to basically be as exciting, interesting and innovative as Google. And I think that will put it in a better framework… There’s a lot of things you can criticize Microsoft for but I don’t really see them as being evil. I think they really want to do in a business sense what makes them the most money… and that usually involves efficiencies in business and I think that is what the Yahoo deal will amount to.  - Steve Wozniak

Now, obviously this has been seen by nearly everyone on the Internet in the last year. And, the music makes my skin crawl. That being said, this is one seriously uplifting video.

Yeah, so sue me, this made me feel good, too.

LAS VEGAS - At CES this year (January 7-10) Sony will release to the world a new robot that can rip chords on Guitar Hero better than most human counterparts.

The gadget-hungry attendees will stop what they are doing when the lonely robot hits his first solo. As if awakening from a dream, everyone will slowly turn towards the Sony robot, sadly named iLame, and instinctually begin to move towards the incredible sound hearkening to a primordial beat not unlike the original biorhythms of all humankind.

Free bags of crappy useless swag will hit the floor as heads begin to thrash and fists pump to the throbbing guitar melody.

A mosh pit will grow in the exhibit area as iLone body surfs the crowd with his bluetooth guitar, electric smoke billowing from his nearly invisible fingers. Some of the swag will be lit into small bonfires, along with an old event poster of Chaka Khan - a ring of fire growing from where her face used to be.

Then, you’ll blink and look around to the blind noise of last ditch sales pitch efforts . You’ll be surrounded by balding dudes fighting over free paper bags that are covered in logos (with handles!) wondering when they should shuffle next door to the porn conference. God bless the mini-bar.