The phone’s tapped, anyway

[UPDATE: Non-Dylan fans (who emailed me in regard to this): the headline refers to a lyric in Subterranean Homesick Blues: “… plants in the bed but the phone’s tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say …”

For my money, there’s no better example or use of converging, er, technologies than the one that Mr. Bob Dylan has authorized for the promotion of his (yet another) anthology of greatest hits (take that, iphone). Thanks to the miracle of flash programming converging with the forty-year-old filmmaking of D.A. Pennebaker, you, too, can send a message – Subterranean Homesick Blues-style – to friends and family everywhere. File under: sliced bread.


[With apologies to everyone who has received one of these from me this morning.]