Hello Moto.

You've seen the new advert for Motorola's new RAZR phone, and while you're not sure how you feel about the phone yet--it does look kind of TRON-ish, but razors are for slitting wrists, not telecommunication--you are positively mad about the commercial, especially the song in the commercial. "How can I get that music onto my iPod?" you wonder aloud. Allow me: The artist is Dabrye, and the song is "Hyped-Up Plus Tax".

Speaking of moto, today we're adding a link to the "links" section to your left. It's for a page called Twisting Asphalt that our good friend Dylan Weiss writes. Well organized, informative, constantly updated and rigorously maintained, it's nothing at all like this site and will most certainly keep your attention if it's Italian motorcycles that turn you on.

Speaking of turn-ons, I had the distinct pleasure of witnessing a performance by Dita Von Teese the other night at a party. I'd never heard of her before then, but I'm certainly aware of her now. She does an old-fashioned burlesque show that is more erotic than anything you'll ever see at your local strip joint; I'd go so far as to call it tasteful. By the way- I, uh, don't have a 'local' strip joint. I don't even know where one is. I frown on that sort of thing. Despicable.

One last thing: just saw one of those Duracell commercials where Jeff Bridges tells us about the exotic things Duracell batteries are doing, such as powering NASA equipment and Jon Bon Jovi's microphone. However, in this new one we learn that they're also good for powering home defibrulators, such as the one they shown being used on a collapsed high school basketball player. We cut to a lady with a Duracell-powered digital camera, taking graduation pictures of her alive-because-of-defibrulator son. The lesson? Use Duracell batteries...or you might die. Kudos to these guys for going all the way.