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Totaka’s Song in GarageBand

Sooo, I’ve been trying my hand at music makin’ recently, in an effort to make my iPhone game a bit more fleshed out. Fortunately, Macs come with GarageBand, which is (seems to be) a pretty powerful music program. The downside is that 1.) I don’t know anything about composition and 2.) I don’t know how to use sequencing programs. Put those together and you’ve got yourself a nice frustrating time. However, I’d like to think that what I lack in talent I make up for in irrational perseverance, so there may be some hope yet.

While messing around, I made my own version of Totaka’s Song, and am putting it online so that you can listen and say to yourself, “Yep, that’s Totaka’s Song alright.” If you’ve played Nintendo games with any frequency in your life, you’ve probably heard this ditty… check out this excellent YouTube seriesTotaka’s Song for all the dirt.

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Bizarre program that I use to enter time records
at my job. What’s up with those profile icons

Bizarre program that I use to enter time records at my job. What’s up with those profile icons

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The “thank you” page on Panic’s website
has this fun little easter egg.

The “thank you” page on Panic’s website has this fun little easter egg.

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Berkeley Graduate School
of Journalism - 

It has become fashionable nowadays to speak of the subjectivity or the relativity of truth. I find such talk ridiculous at best. Let’s go back to Randall Dale Adams. He found himself within days of being executed in “Old Sparky,” the electric chair in Walls Unit, Huntsville Texas.

There is nothing post-modern about the electric chair. It takes a living human being and turns him into a piece of meat. Imagine you – you the young journalists of tomorrow – being strapped into an electric chair for a crime you didn’t commit. Would you take comfort from a witness telling you that it really doesn’t make any difference whether you are guilty or innocent? That there is no truth? “I think you’re guilty; you think you’re innocent. Can’t we work it all out?”

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