Oh my God.

Datarock is easily one of my new bouncy favorites. The only way I can describe them is disco acid pop. There’s prob­a­bly a better way of explain­ing them, but that’ll work for lack of the cre­ation of new words.

As an aside, I want to apol­o­gize for the title of this post. I’m using the normal format, but their first album is actu­ally called “Datarock Datarock” so it makes for some crummy arti­cle titling.

I am not the first person to talk about this book, and I know damned well that I won’t be the last. That aside, I have little choice but to talk about The Last Lec­ture. I meant to talk about the orig­i­nal online ver­sion when I first saw it the day Randy Pausch died. I know it’s some­what of a morbid coin­ci­dence, but it’s true and I can’t tell you how heart-​broken I was when I found out this tidbit of information.

When I saw the actual lec­ture, I was at work. Though I told myself I would let it play in the back­ground as I worked, that idea was quickly thrown out and I watched the 76 minute video with­out pause. Actu­ally there was one pause when I went to the wash­room. You get the idea.

When I found out he had a book, the only reason I didn’t buy it was because my girl­friend wanted it. So I got it for her and bor­rowed it when she was finished.

That’s sort of a crime, don’t you think? They have two major par­ties, and the can­di­dates vie for supremacy until it is down to two pres­i­den­tial can­di­dates and their run­ning mates. Then those two groups cam­paign for over a year, and then on elec­tion night, every pos­si­ble sta­tion is glued to the elec­tion and they bust out some sweet tech­nol­ogy to make all this shit that much cooler. To top it all off, at the end of the night, both the winner and the loser give solid, stand-​along speeches that actu­ally make you nod your head, tear-​up, or just feel proud.

Canada has four major par­ties (yes, I count the Greens as a major party) they cam­paign for a couple months, and then with a record low vote, we elect an idiot and his gay-​hating friends. The elec­tion night didn’t even have a good rep­re­sen­ta­tion of what was going on, and I ended up using the Inter­net to find a better break­down of what the hell was going on. I don’t recall any speeches that actu­ally struck a chord with me, and I’m a God-​damned Canadian.

This shit is bananas.