bedtime reading

I may be the most frequent blogger on AnD with what, an average of 2.2 entries per 24 hours?

Yeah it's 4:20am right now. I'm living the freelance life, my sleeping hours are 5am to noon everyday. Oh wait, even when I had a full time job I was sleeping at those hours. Okay I'm just a night person. Even more so now that I have to work off a laptop cause my roommate and his girlfriend are home all day basically. Not that I mind cause I think they're pretty cool cats. And she helps clean the house. Yup he's got it good.

Anyway, a few links of interest before I head off to bed.

--My friend Fran wrote this piece on yoga injuries for AFP during her final week in HK before heading back to USC. SCMP ran the story last week but didn't give her a by-line. Well here's the online version with a by-line.

--The title of this piece "Death of Journalism" is a bit overblown, but this is nonetheless an interesting read from a Washington Post writer about the new trend of blogs taking too much liberty with excerpting stories from newspapers.

--Here's an excerpt from a Bill Simmons interview and his thoughts on journalism:

5. Are you nervous or excited about the future of Journalism? Why?

I’m terrified. I think it’s going to hell in a hand basket. The emphasis is on quantity over quality and immediacy over accuracy; the newspapers have made it worse by trying to speed up their immediacy online over just kicking everyone’s asses with better writing and reporting. Newsmakers can control stories about themselves by selectively dispersing relevant information as well as who gets to talk to them (and for what reason). And too many writers are more interested in just saying what they have to say instead of crafting the way they are saying it. It’s a comedy of errors. I thought Season 5 of The Wire painted a bleak picture of where this is going, but even David Simon couldn’t have believed that it would get this bad this fast. I would say “nervous.”----Here is yet another piece of Bill Simmons being interviewed (he's a celeb now, remember?) but this time by The New Yorker --Here's a piece Simmons wrote on how new age media is changing sports and fan experience

--Here's a Time video newscast on Poker in Macau. They opened another poker room last weekend...

--Here's a Facebook note a former Beats intern wrote...he's writing about his love of music but mentions me several times. You see, he listens to alot of crap. He openly admits to liking High School Musical, and he ain't no teenage girl--he a grown ass man. So I gave him hell for it and when he listened to emo crap, I told him the only acceptable emo music is Weezer, and thats cause they the pioneers of emo. They were doing emo before emo was a fad. So I burned him a selfmade Weezer's greatest hits CD, and now a year later, he understands the greatness and thanks me on his note. With a few backhanded compliment though:

I don't have a very good taste in music. And unlike my extensively knowledgeable ex-coworker, also a well-respected critic I reckon, Mr. B who handpicks what goes into his ears, I'm very easy-going.

Weezer, too, never gets off my list. Thanks Mr.B for, a year ago, introducing them to my life.

and this line warms my heart the most:

Yep, you live with a shell of a homophobic yankee but possess the music taste of a band-playing brit!

Oh yeah. I have the music taste of a band-playing Brit.

--Finally... I watched I Love You, Man tonight. I was expecting a raunchy comedy in the mold of Superbad or Sarah Marshall but this is like, the sweetest a movie can be without being a girly movie.