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Behold, my season tickets for Arsenal. Well, at least a virtual view of where I’ll be sitting, down on the corner, with a great view of goals being scored.]]>

World Cup Radio and World Cup Podcast pages together as Germany 2006 starts off today. Most radio feeds are locked up behind regional or pay per listen formats. When I started Penguin, I was hoping one day to bid on this content. C’est la vie…]]>

World Cup Podcasts because as that tournament gets started, I’m sure there will be a lot of people curious to hear what is what. Things around the house are nuts too. Tall grass, no time to mow, lots of noise, lots of people. I really need a vacation. The other good news is that I got the call to claim Season Tickets for the Arsenal next year. 3 tickets somewhere inside the new stadium. Of course I’ll rarely use them, but I know some who will so it won’t end up costing me anything. Should be exciting. ]]>

walking scumbag that once played football and killed his wife tries to sell the White Bronco getaway car as a joke. I wish he would just confess and do some sort of penance than continue to prance around like an idiot.]]>

Podcast directory is growing and growing, so much so that I had to order a second server to handle the load. We now have 16,000 podcasts and about 400,000 episodes in a massive database. Needless to say, it takes a lot of server power to keep the webpages coming up on time. So you might notice some strangeness in the next few days while I migrate servers and deal with other new things.]]>

Podcast directory site went up to 15,000 podcasts today and the server is really suffering from the strain. I really think it is time for a second machine to start handling some of the requests, but the price for that is also pretty stagger (another $300 a month or so). At these prices a T1 line in the house is starting to look attractive (since I have servers here). We’ll see what comes of this in the next few days…. ]]>

Kurchatov Institute were summoned to the power plant in the hours and days after the disaster. At first, they crunched numbers in Moscow to see if they were all going to die basically. But in the hours and days after, they flew down to the Ukraine to help in the assessment and recovery. One of the guys, the name I forget, was manning a checkpoint outside of the radiation zone. He recalls the days the Politburo drove in in their Zil limos (a very popular status symbol in Soviet Russia). He stopped them and said “you cannot go in there” but they were like “We are the Politboro–we can go anyway” and they drove off. On the way back, he stopped them again, but this time with a vehicle across the road. He said “you can’t take these cars out of here” and they were furious. He then ran a geiger counter along the cars and the needle went absolutely crazy. He said “you can take the cars, but you won’t live that long in them.” Needless to say, they didn’t take the cars, and supposedly today you can see the Zil’s in the piles of abandoned and contaminated equipment. The second story dealt with Dr. Evgeny Pavlovich Velikhov, the leader of the Kurchatov Institute and Putin’s current science advisor. Velikhov left Moscow telling his wife he would be gone for three days. He came back about six months laters, with a large bowl of strawberries to please his furious wife. She met him at the door, and said “I know where those strawberries came from and they are not coming in my house” (fearing they were contaminated. Velikhov scoffed “are you going to sleep with me woman?” “Of course,” she replied, “you are my husband.” Velikhov then ran a geiger counter over the strawberries….click-click-click. He then ran it over himself–click-click-click-click-click-click. “Eat the damn strawberries” he said walking into the house. Anyway, urban legends? I don’t know, but a couple of stories for the Chernobyl anniversery.]]>

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