Man, if hacker-jackholes can’t get us to click on their stuff when they spam us or when they phish us or whatever else they like to do to us, then they’ll just make sure that we can’t use the web without running into them.

As a counter, the FBI issued a report today that everyone should make rosswhite.com their browser homepage and use this site to access any other location on the Internet. If it’s not linked from rosswhite.com, it’s almost certainly been hijacked by domain poisoning.

Everyone seems to be teeming with good news today, with the notable exception of Jess, whose windshield was shattered when she got out of training today (she sent this picture and the possible explanation that it was caused by the temperature rising so quickly today, to which I respond that Chapel Hill must be under a gd magnifying glass for that to happen):

But, good news abounds.

Anthony is quoted today in Variety magazine– several times, in fact, in an article that looks at the insane collection of talent conglomerated at the UCB theater.

My sister called last night to inform us that she got engaged to her wonderful boyfriend Scott. How completely rockstar is that? So, congrats, sissy, and prepare to spend the next three weeks saying this: “We went out on a picnic, and he proposed to me there… it was sooooo romantic.” (I weaseled the picnic part out of my mother– my sister was already off to tell someone else the news before I thought to ask her how he popped the question. That will make me the only person who didn’t ask them directly.)

Secret planning begins for another joyous celebration, but if you are not a part of the secret planning, well then, shove it.

And, in a last fit of good news, all of the Wilco shows I downloaded seem to sound nice.

OK, I’ll admit, that last item was just included for some padding.