Nick Douglas’ Neighborhood

can't wait for the actual app. This I'd cool.

testing blog it. Sure is dreamy.

Twitter, for many of us, is fast becoming our daily (often quickest) source of news. I hear about Breaking News, stupid Internet memes, and - occasionally - really good causes that I can get behind. The latter is the case of Little Storm.

Basically, this sweet puppy was hit by a car in Salt Lake City, and cars simply dodged this injured dog in the road instead of stopping to help it. That is, until the Fellows Family stepped in. The dog - who they've named "Storm" due to the rainy day that they first found her - had been microchipped and basically discarded/abandoned by two other families in her young life. The Fellows family decided to help, even in the face of mounting vet bills. You see, Storm now needs extensive surgery for her broken legs and pelvis, surgery that this kind-hearted family can't afford. They've become "Good Samaritan with a bigger heart than wallet."

I know there are many fake stories like this out there, but upon reading it I had a feeling this was the real deal; I verified it with the Vet in Salt Lake City, and donated not only whatever balance I had in my paypal account but also made a direct contribution to the Vet to help offset some of the cost of Storm's forthcoming surgery. If we get 4000 people to just donate ONE DOLLAR, the surgery will be paid for. (And as of today, kind-hearted people just like you have already donated over $750, so we're well on our way to helping this sweet dog.) I can't lie - it moved me so much more since Storm looks SO much like my beloved Lila Belle, and I can't imagine something happening to her. And I firmly believe that good begets good, and that someday I may be in a situation where perfect strangers can help me when I need it most.

So please, if you have a dollar - or want to skip your daily coffee today - please take three minutes to either call Central Valley Vet Hospital at 801-487-1321 or donate via PayPal to "russfellows@mac.com". Consider it your good deed of the day and know that you're helping a sweet animal in need. (And that you have my eternal admiration.)

UPDATE: Please Digg the story here to help spread the word!

Have been trying to figure out a way to post some of the songs that I love the most in a quick & easy fashion. Because, let's face it, I barely have time to update this blog, much less write for the OTHER amazing music blog I'm (supposed to be) writing for. I can't add a third daily blog to my already taxed schedule.

But Tumblr makes it easy to upload and link to songs & videos - I'd say I can commit to a 3-minute-a-day timesuck at this point. And so it goes.

So here's your daily music fix, aptly entitled DailyTuneage.com. One song, every (week)day, 'nuff said. Nothing too fancy, just the song that's making me tap my foot, hum along, or totally embarrass myself at work and completely rock out. (Oftentimes one of the first two; most often the latter.)

Enjoy.

10 Don't Let Them See You Cry (Album Version)

Manchester Orchestra

So breathe while you're alive
Let the big band play as you tap leather with your fingers
And I tried to write in style
But the words just come and I write them as soon as I see them.

For those of you who weren't at SXSW this past week, you may not be aware of the hottest trend to come out of this once-a-year drunkfest: SouthByScurvy. Yes, 5 (or 9, depending how rockstar you are) days of partying left some most of us bringing home more than our schwag bags on the plane; we also came down with the most vile, most putrid, and apparently most contagious virus to hit the Geek world since MyDoom. Endless coughing (I pulled a muscle last night in my chest; thought I had first punctured a lung), sneezing, runny noses, fever, headaches, sore throats and more, you'd think we were all a walking Ny-Quil ad. In fact, we kind of are, except NOTHING seems to be curing this affliction, and some (read: me) are starting to (facetiously) wonder if this is the Beginning of the End. Like the alien species in an 80's sci-fi flick, it's gaining strength (and even has its own Twitter account!) and is now tackling poor, undeserving souls that didn't spend the last week or so putting nothing but Mexican food and alcohol into their sleepless bodies...you'd think it'd spare the innocent. But NO. As for me, I consider myself lucky - I managed to (thus far) avoid the fever and body aches, though my doctor today said I could expect to harbor this pornstar voice and pesky cough for another TWO WEEKS. Oh, joy.

Will this keep me from SXSW '09? You must be kidding? Who'd let a little thing like the plague keep me from having this much fun?