There's a rumor going around that the Passenger is just a big softie. A "good guy," an "amigo", a magnanimous "cat-for-all-seasons." Well, what can I say? You are all completely wrong. These pop culture reports only look like they're built to please; they are, in fact, part of Department Lemur's ongoing agenda to substitute Combustible Edison's "Vertigogo" for Francis Scott Key's grim ditty of a national anthem. And whether you're allied with the pious terrorists of Apple or the feckless minions of the Bill Gates android, rest assured that I will administer, in equal doses, the same relentless audio-visual abuse. Dig.
 

Normally the Passenger refuses to follow the sheep, but some things are just too compelling. Case in point: Spin Magazine noted 8-Track Heaven in their August issue, the one with the creepy cover photo of Christina Ricci, and it's so fabulous that I'm compelled to reiterate. In the pop culture lexicon, 8-track tapes are the cherries on the cake, and this site spares none of the creamy filling. Relive the salad days of glued-on cover art! The colorful, molded-plastic accessories! The days at the beach, the nights of unfettered, sexually liberated psycho-boogie! Your head swims. Meat Loaf's "Paradise By the Dashboard Light" slithers up your spine like wet terrycloth. And just as The Loaf swears his eternal devotion to that girl he's got folded up in the back seat of his Nova, that wonderful click switches the program and you enter the CD era. Thank you, Spin, for the first valuable piece of information I've gotten from your snotty rag since you signed Paul Lukas.
 

Even if it smells worse than the fetid Tom Cruises/Brian DiPalma attempt at "Mission Impossible," you have to give props to this summer's remake of "The Avengers" just on the strength of the costumes. Ralph Fiennes was born to wear bowlers, Sean Connery is long overdue for that kilt and a mere glimpse of Uma Thurman in that S&M-ready jumpsuit is quite enough to make the Passenger sweat a full clip's worth of bullets. Sure, the word on the Net is that the script couldn't have been more vacuous if it had been written by said costumes, but that's the price you pay for high fashion, funky techno beats and super-ginchy Shockwave animations. Right this way, Dr. Peel.
 

25 million years ago, it was a by-product of a volcanic eruption. During World War II it was a target and home to some 5,000 troops. Today, Midway Island is a paradise, soon to be a hot resort spot. The transformation from Navy outpost to Club Mid has been an interesting one, and this site - managed by Midway Phoenix, a private corporation working with the U.S. Fish and Wildlife service to restore the island - is indeed an interesting one. If for no other reason, stop by this site to get an eyeful of the rare and beautiful birds that call Midway home, including the Laysan Albatross - better known as the "Gooney Bird". Somebody save us a hammock.