'Bred Crumbs

12:44 AM Upon seeing the Windows Start Menu choice "Maintenance Wizard," I thought, that must have been the worst job at Camelot. "Oh, just leave it; the Maintenance Wizard will clean it up."

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A couple of sources have led me to the wit of An Entirely Other Day. My favorite entry of those I've seen thus far: "Common Things I Have Been Too Tired to Recall the Names Of, Who I Was Talking to at the Time, and What I Called Them Instead."

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05:53 PM Am enjoying the newly acquired Badly Drawn Boy album The Hour of Bewilderbeast, and wondering whether Track 2, "Everybody's Stalking," will wind up joining my short list of great pop-rock stalking songs, which so far goes like this:

7  Angie Baby  Helen Reddy
    Too weird and stupid to ignore, particularly given the artist.
6  Possession  Sarah McLachlan
    A little abstract, sure, but it's Sarah.
5  Barrel of a Gun  Guster
    Certainly the only stalking song whose
    recording employs a manual typewriter.
4  Every Breath You Take  The Police
    An easy No. 1 if the list were Top Stalking Songs
    Performed at Weddings.
3  Watching You  Melissa Etheridge
    From her incredible music-to-pine-to pre-fame
    first album; powerfully pathetic.
2  Superstar  The Carpenters
    Nearly as beautifully creepy as the list's champion ...
1  Winona  Matthew Sweet

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And now another edition of Which Baseball Player is Gay? -- brought to you by Out magazine editor Brendan Lemon, who claims in the May issue that he's dating an unidentified major-leaguer on an East Coast team. Discussion ensues.

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07:47 AM Paxton Quigley, "security consultant to the stars," has designed a bra with a built-in holster. "Hey baby, nice gun rack!"

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05:09 PM Sorry for the absence of freshness here in recent days, but things have been crazy busy at the 'Bred Crumbs home* office. I'd like to say why, but I don't want to jinx something big that's going down, 'cause it's hard to throw salt over your shoulder on the Web. So I'll have to just be cryptic and relay only another Profundity:

I am getting increasingly better at committing acts of confidence without actually having the confidence that apparently would support those acts.

* This is a hint.

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You probably realize that daily newspapers are the last place to go to see what's trendy, but here's more evidence: The New York Times just found out that lots of people call white tank tops "wifebeaters," which has been happening for years. Tomorrow the Times will probably tell us that lots of people download music and buy DVDs instead of videotapes.

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Speaking of clueless media: an Esquire editor now complains that after he hired not-yet-world-famous-but-already-a-hero-to-many-including-me Dave Eggers, Eggers wouldn't play by corporate-magazine rules, insisting on wearing what he wanted, working when he wanted, and doing things his way. But all that this guy's surprise and disgust shows is that he had paid no attention to Eggers' work thus far.

(The Esquire complaint is relayed secondhand at Inside.com. Rachel sent me the link to highlight the quite humorous results of the "rename Smart Business" contest.)

(Inside was the name of the campus magazine a friend and I founded when I was in college, back in the 1400s. Should I sue?)

(Rachel sent me the wifebeater link, too. I've just had no surfing time. What's a 'blogger to do?)

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I am told I say "forbidden" a lot.

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