Seen this? This is freakin' cool. A group of Cubans converted a 1959 Buick into a boat that they tried to sail to Florida in. They attached empty drums to the side of the car to keep it afloat and put a propeller on the driveshaft to move the car-boat. And the thing is, this isn't the first time they've done this -- the first attempt was made using a 1951 Chevy pickup, but they were caught by the Coast Guard and returned to Cuba. For God's sake, don't you think these people deserve to make it? We have so little here in the way of original ideas and creativity that I think these people should be instantly brought to Hollywood and installed as TV and movie executives. How many reality TV shows do we need? And yesterday's L.A. Times ran an article saying that barely a third of all the movies slated for release this year are original scripts -- most are remakes or adaptations. Whatever happened to good old-fashioned American ingenuity? Apparently, it snuck away to Cuba and is trying to escape back to the U.S.

What the hell was Janet Jackson thinking? And please, do away with this whole thing about "it was just an accident." It wasn't an accident. We all know it wasn't an accident. Quite frankly, I get the feeling that I didn't miss much by only catching the last three minutes of the game. Even the president of TiVo said in a press release that the commercials and the halftime show have become secondary to the actual game, and from what I hear, the commercials sucked and the halftime show was even worse. So, you want more of what the weekend contained, you say? Man, what a gorgeous day it was on Saturday. That's the entire city skyline behind me. Sunday, on the other hand, pretty much sucked as far as the weather goes. But the San Francisco architecture isn't aware of the weather. Here's one of the shots I took from our hotel room. Dear Lord, I'm trapped in Alcatraz... with a woman.

The weekend? Sweeeeeeeeeeet. More later.