Name this tune: "I don't ever wanna feel, like I did that day."

Thing numero uno: The Russians are crafty, identity stealing sons of bitches. Some of you may remember the awkwardness that ensued earlier this year when I a) googled the name of a former love of my life b) found out that his full name, credit card number, home address, and SSN were on some random Russian website, along with hundreds of other American's information, and c) the amazingly uncomfortable email I felt obliged to write that went something like..."Hey...we haven't talked in a bunch of years...I was google-stalking you...the Russians are selling your identity on line...hope all is well. Kisses!" All's well that ends well.

But now, they have a new tactic: preying on people looking for love in all the wrong e-places. Be careful, kids - your Russian bride might also just your wallet.

Thing numero dos: Torture is very serious and shouldn't happen and the CIA shouldn't have destroyed those tapes etc. However, here's what Newsweek has to say: "In addition to waterboarding, [bad] Zubaydah was subjected to sleep deprivation [bad] and bombarded with blaring rock music by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. One agent was so offended he threatened to arrest the CIA interrogators..." [huh??] So the Roller Coaster of Love and Californication is on par with waterboarding? If we're going to "torture" people with music, how about Megadeath? or Pantara? or Yani?

I actually have some torture-related advice for the CIA. Just borrow Mathgimp's iPod next time you want to go the music route. You'll have people confessing in a hot second... but come on. We can do better than the Chili Peppers, people.

G'night. Much love.