It's a mosh-a-rama! The good folk of Department Lemur are dancing on their desks, rump shaking and swaying like wet noodles, drunk on the preponderance of good stuff in the offing. Where does one start? There's a new show by everyone's favorite misogynist, Craig Kilborn, debuting tomorrow; our sovereign lord Lucas is zipping right along on Phantom Menace post-prod; Ministry is finishing up a new record; Gwenyth Paltrow is free to date another lucky sap, maybe even you (that is, if you happen to be an A-list actor with pretensions of being an "independent").

It's enough to make you wanna ... well, you know. And if you don't know, just fill in the blank with anything except "embrace Daylight Savings time." Show some taste.
 

Ben and Jer's Lego Raytracing is a "hey, why not?" site of the most sublime order. Succinctly: take your Lego buildings, vehicles and figurines, look at them hard, then painstakingly re-create them in your computer using a Persistence of Vision Ray 2.2 ray tracer. If it sounds technical, that's largely because it is; frankly, I'm amazed anyone can get a bead on this stuff. But you don't have to be a technophile to appreciate the whimsical and surrealistic appropriations of the little plastic dudes - the unstoppable Anarchy March, the Falling Men, and my personal favorite, the charged atmosphere of the battlefield. The next logical step is a big, brash motion picture of Lego guys in two-fisted combat and swashbuckling romantic situtations, but I'm not going to tell these fabulous people their business.
 

Boy, what the Passenger wouldn't do for a good, solid lomi right about now. That's a Hawaiian word meaning, roughly, massage; I have no idea if I'm using it correctly, but one of the nicest things about the islands is not having to worry about those trifles. Hisurf's Internet Island is no exception. With an extensive Hawaiian dictionary, a few dozen mouth-watering island recipes and a script that finds the Hawaiian equivalent of your name (Hi, Keopele here, how are ya?), Internet Island is the next best thing to catching the next big wave. Proof of cool: when the almighty Yahoo! sent a cease-and-desist rant, asking the Islanders to get rid of their Yopet! parody, they took the site down ... and posted the letter. Aloha, suckers! Some things just don't matter down here on the beachhead.
 

"Stanley Kubrick may be gone, but he will surely live on, (and) not only in his films - which we have heard are exceptional ..." So says Stuart Wade in the opening paragraph of "This Is A Headline With '2001' In It," a cheeky - redressing? Rebuke? - of the continued use and abuse of the Kubrick-patented millennial date in pithy alternative press headlines. Such is the prevailing attitude at Timothy McSweeney's Internet Tendency - a place for more-clever-than-clever, slumming glossy feature scribes to act like they just fell from the sky. Much of it is clever, some of it is brilliant and all of it goes hard against Strunk and White's strict edict to eliminate unnecessary words. "Considering this is the web and all," declares the About page, "we will try to keep things readably short. (Unless something needs to be longer, in which case that piece will be longer.)" Ah, shaddup and get with the funny, you goddamned analogues - even Kubrick had little bits of monkey comedy in those first 20 minutes.
 

Like diamonds in my hands. Though I've rarely spent more than I had in my pockets on collecting them, my assortment of 1920's hand-tinted postcards is among my most priceless possessions. Jeremy Welsh, the creator of Sites Such As These, doubtlessly understands why. The world depicted on this virtual collection of cards doesn't exist anymore (if it ever did), which makes the trip poignant and surreal at once. Most of the cards have been donated by far-flung dreamers and poets wielding color of their own; Welsh provides links to their worlds, and encourages them to provide prose, ruminations and truisms to accompany their found art. I can't explain it more fully; you need to go there. I'll send a postcard, friend, to let you know when I'm coming.

One last dance: I got a copy of Underworld's "Beaucoup Fish" in the mail today, and it really recharged my batteries. It comes out April 13, two days before you'll really need a recharge yourself. Get it. Oh my, I think I've done something to me pelvis ...