Mother UK’s grisly (pun intended) climate change ad.

It’s one of those days where, If I could, I would only leave my bed to eat noodles. Meanwhile, enjoy some classic Raekwon.

I know I mentioned this on my old blog, but the iTunes crossfader treats me so well, I have to give it props one more time.
iTunes’ crossfade lets the end of a song blend into the beginning of another. KIND of like a DJ.
Here’s how to set it:
iTunes preferences==>Playback==>Crossfade songs==>Toggle slider to number of seconds you want to crossfade (use 10-12 for maximum effect)
If you REALLY want to get jazzy pon it, you can determine where a song ends and begins in each individual song’s information (Option+I, then song options). Use your crossfader effect then beat mix songs by adjusting where one song ends, and the other begins. It’s a trial-and-error thing. But it’s pretty cool.

From Publisher’s Weekly:
This hodgepodge of memoir, spiritual advice and poetry is a sincere attempt by the RZA, Wu Tang Clan founder and producer, to impart his accumulated life wisdom through the lens of hip-hop and idiosyncratic personal religion. To this end, the book opens with a series of paragraphs defining wisdom (Wisdom is woman, Woman is the word) and continues with the full Webster’s Dictionary definition of wisdom. Repetition and generalization are problems, but serious fans of the Wu-Tang Clan, who surely are all of the potential readers for this book, will find some interesting stories of the RZA’s early days through some diligent skimming. He writes about saving Method Man’s life at the scene of a drug deal gone bad on Staten Island, the emotional connections shared in the projects over viewings of kung-fu movies and the marathon home production sessions during which he created the backing tracks for years’ worth of albums for his cohorts. The spiritual message of the book can be hard to parse: the RZA embraces 5 Percent Nation Muslim teachings as well as Zen Buddhism—the latter is the basis for a mind-numbing section of Hip-Hop Koans that includes Don’t hate the player; hate the game. Chess tips and a case for vegetarianism also factor into this singular work.