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March 29, 2006

bandnews.org — 'Everything about your favorite bands, updated every 5 minutes'


Yessir, a way cool new website for music lovers of all stripes.

The site, updated every five minutes, "collects and archives news from official band and artist sites so you can read them on a single page."


Bonus: In English or German.

Sure beats the forever and a day slowness of Myspace now that's gotten so big: Rupert M. betta watch out or no one's gonna go there anymore 'cause they don't have the patience to wait in line.

Or he could take the Google approach and drop a few $billion on a ton of new servers.

[via Doug Stanley and the Tampa Tribune]

March 29, 2006 at 04:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

OXO 3–Way Expanding/Folding Colander


"The legs on this 5 qt. stainless–steel colander open up to straddle your sink or stand upright, then fold closed for storage."

The bowl measures 12.5" x 9" x 4".


March 29, 2006 at 03:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

How not to get hired


Mary Ellen Slayter's "Career Track" column in the March 26 Washington Post featured a review of former recruiting director Brad Karsh's new book, "Confessions of a Recruiting Director: The Insider's Guide to Landing Your First Job," to be published next week by Prentice Hall.

Even if you don't feel like buying the book I encourage you, should you be — or someday think you might find yourself — in the job market, to at least read Slayter's article, which follows.

    A Recruiter Tells What Won't Impress

    Brad Karsh has thrown away stacks of résumés with barely a glance.

    He has judged people in an instant, based on what they were wearing and the strength of their handshake.

    And he still expected them to send him a thank-you note when he was done.

    World-class jerk?

    Nah, just a former recruiting director.

    And if you're looking for your first job, you might want to listen to what he has to say.

    His book, "Confessions of a Recruiting Director: The Insider's Guide to Landing Your First Job" (Prentice Hall Press, April 2006), walks recent grads through the basic steps of how to get that first job, including writing a good résumé, the truth about cover letters, networking, interviews and what comes after.

    As a former recruiter, Karsh has read more than 10,000 résumés, interviewed more than 1,000 people and hired hundreds of workers.

    Seeing people make the same mistakes over and over is a huge part of what inspired him to write the book.

    "Young workers in particular get so much advice -- from their parents, their teachers, their dentist -- but so much of it is off the mark," he said in a recent interview.

    For him, the book was a chance to share the insider's view, the perspective of the people who actually make the hiring decisions.

    Besides the book, he has also created a career consulting company, JobBound.com, staffed by former recruiting directors.

    Here are a few of his "confessions":

    Most résumés are never read. By anyone. This, of course, is the opposite of students' experience in applying to colleges, he writes, where most admissions departments consider applications individually. If you had a vision in your mind of a group of recruiters poring over ever single piece of paper, think again. Recruiters don't have time to do this. "In fact, recruiters typically spend less than 10 percent of their time reading résumés," he writes. And if yours happens to be read? You'll get 15 seconds, tops, to catch the recruiter's eye.

    Most cover letters are never read, either. But you still have to write them, for two reasons. One, companies want to see if you will put in the extra effort. "Some companies will use it as a screen against people who apply to every job opening they ever see," Karsh writes. Second, it is a chance to show something extra that isn't on your résumé. Assuming, of course, that they read that, too.

    Most people welcome "networking" calls. "People love to talk about themselves and give advice," he writes. So don't be shy; pick up the phone.

    You must send the thank-you note promptly. As in, within 24 hours. Interviewers make their minds up pretty quickly about candidates, and a candidate who sends a note makes a better impression, he writes. "There is absolutely no benefit to delaying on this." E-mail is fine.

    There's a fine line between persistent and stalker. You want to follow up, but try not to scare anybody. Calling every few days is a good idea; calling every few minutes is not, even if you don't leave a message. "There's this crazy little invention you may have heard of called caller ID," Karsh writes. Speaking of technology, it's fine to send e-mails to coordinate with your phone efforts. But when do you stop trying? Karsh says six e-mails or phone calls, spread out over a few weeks, is plenty, no matter how badly you want the job. "In the back of your mind, though, the following question should be going through your brain: 'Do I really want to work for a company that doesn't have the common decency to get back to me? What's it going to be like to work there full time?'"

    You have no leverage. Entry-level pay and benefits are usually set pretty firmly. For this first job at least, the offer is take it or leave it. "Star accounting student vows to sit out tax season unless salary demand of $50,000 is met" is just not a headline you're going to see in the local paper, he writes. Well, maybe in the Onion.

    Recruiting directors want you to succeed. They are not "vengeful, spiteful, evil human beings placed on the earth for the sole purpose of deceiving, terrorizing, and tricking college students into ruining their one and only chance to get a job," he writes. A recruiter's job, after all, is to hire people. "The truth is, I would sit down before every single interview and think, 'I hope I really like this candidate.'"

    Join Mary Ellen Slayter and guest Brad Karsh for Career Track Live, an online discussion of issues affecting young workers, at 2 p.m. April 10 at http://www.washingtonpost.com.


FunFact: Of the hundreds of comments and emails I've received on my CIA Junior post, not a single one — and I am not exaggerating — has been free of spelling, punctuation or grammar errors.

Note to future spies: if you're that sloppy about something you have plenty of time to get right, you have zero chance of ever getting a job with the CIA or any other covert agency where attention to detail can mean the difference between life and death.

March 29, 2006 at 02:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

John Deere Noise–Canceling Headphones


Designed to counter the specific frequencies generated by small engines found in chainsaws and other motorized yard equipment.

From the website:

    You Won't Believe Your Ears

    The John Deere Noise Canceling Headset provides 18 decibels of noise cancellation which is the highest of any active noise reduction (ANR) headset on the market.

    The only headset specially tuned to reduce the ambient repetitive noise produced by residential and commercial lawn tractors, agricultural equipment and hand–held products such as gas trimmers, leaf blowers, etc.

    At a fraction of the cost of other widely–advertised high–end audio headsets, the John Deere headset meets and exceeds the requirements of the most discerning audiophile.

    Compatible with MP3 and CD players, portable audio equipment, all NASCAR race scanners and most airline audio systems.

    The John Deere Noise Canceling headset is not designed for use in environments that generate reactive or impulse noises such as gun ranges.

    Caution should be exercised by limiting prolonged exposure to any noise even while using active noise cancellation systems.

    Full-size swivel earcups, angled headband, rugged protective carrying case, detachable audio cable, 1/4" and dual–pin audio adapters [fits most commercial airlines].


March 29, 2006 at 01:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

Prince's 3121


If all goes as I intended when I ordered this new album by the master from Amazon late this past Saturday afternoon, I'll be listening to it as you read these words.

Right now (4:56 p.m. ET Saturday) it's "Musicology" on endless repeat.

"This is the life o' the party,
We gonna do it right."

Oh yeah.

The reviews on "3121" are almost unanimously rave+.

Oh yeah.


"All the purple hippies bang your head on the 1."

That sound you hear is my cabeza hitting the digit.

March 29, 2006 at 12:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

Infinity Glass Bowl


This object looked far more compelling in the paper catalog than it does online (above): the photo stylist should've considered that transparent things generally require a colored background in order to put their best face forward.

No matter, let's not quibble about style points — cut to the website description:

    Transparent design.

    Handmade double glass walls without end leave everything and nothing [®] to the imagination.

    • Beautiful, continuous design creates double walls

    • Hand–made glass with cut and polished rim

    • Display fruit, float flowers, candles...

    • Clean with glass cleaner

    • 13.25" dia. x 3.25" high.


Wanna know what I think?

It's a rhetorical question, booboo: you know it's coming no matter....

I think that CB2, which features this bowl in its just–out catalog (received here yesterday) found that too many of them were breaking and decided to dump those on hand instanter.

Why else would the regular price of $19.95 — already a bargain — in the paper catalog be cut 25% to the current $14.95?

For those who find even $14.95 more than they care to pay for a tryst with the infinite, there's good news: for $4.78 at Amazon's used bookstore you can buy a reading copy of the late polymath George Gamow's wonderful book, "One, Two, Three... Infinity."


Published in 1947, it remains a superb, fascinating introduction to the universe from the point of view of one of the underappreciated great minds of the 20th century.

I read it as a boy and was thrilled.

March 29, 2006 at 11:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

milliondollarhomepage, hundredthousanddollarhomepage and ...?


After last week's singularly boring, depressing week living in Tower Room 403 of the Sheraton Richmond West Hotel (above — the Tower is the structure to the right side of the picture; my room was on the side opposite the one you're looking at, overlooking the hotel parking lot and Interstate 64) and commuting daily to the hospital to give anesthesia from Monday through Friday, I'm back here at home, strolling blissfully on my treadmill as I type these words and trying mightily to get my peabrain in gear enough to figure out a way to no longer have to even occasionally give anesthesia because I need the money.

Here's a cerebral spasm just in: create a web page which will let fans, friends, readers, occasional or accidental visitors, enemies, anyone who's willing to pony up, put up a picture of themself or anyone else they like for a monetary consideration.

But here's the twist: find someone who knows how to make the overall picture, comprised of lots of little paid–for pictures, be that of me as seen in the upper right hand corner of bookofjoe.



Hey, there's gotta be a better way than sitting — or, in my case, standing — in the OR listening to horrible music while surgeons tell the same stories over and over and patients try their very best to die on me.

None succeeded last week but not for want of trying.

I had to laugh at myself after a case on Thursday where I simply could not get an endotracheal tube in — not even a 6.0 with a stylet — without running a serious risk of cracking or breaking off one of the patient's beautiful front crowns.

So I stepped back from the brink — after doing anesthesia for a while you come to realize that not persevering in your original course of action doesn't mean you've failed — and did the case (knee arthroscopy) with a mask, letting the woman breathe nitrous/isoflurane spontaneously.

Tell you what: it's been a while since I did a mask case; I tend to tube everyone.

Too many reports and stories of unanticipated emesis/regurgitation followed by aspiration in patients supposedly NPO since forever.

Anyhow, after the case was over (it took about 45 minutes but seemed much longer, as things do when you're not having a very good time), I noticed that I had the not–experienced–for–many–many–years bilateral claw hand syndrome, where your hands are so stiff from holding the mask tightly against the patient's face that for the next several hours when you try to write anything it looks likes you've got major spasticity issues.

Mine lasted about two hours, during which time I created a recovery room record that might well qualify for a passing grade in penmanship class over at the chimpanzee pavilion.


Above, me as I might have looked then.

But I digress.

What I need is someone (or someones) with the technical capacity to figure out how to actually make happen the pixel project outlined above.

Like the man said — it ain't me, babe.

Alex Tew, the guy who created the milliondollarhomepage, twigged; the folks here at onehundredthousanddollarhomepage haven't done nearly as well — when I last looked they'd raked in a grand total of $2,530 to date.

It's all about being the first mover.

March 29, 2006 at 10:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack

Horse sense


March 29, 2006 at 09:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack

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