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Call Me Maybe is your typically catchy number; snappy, tuneful without being too saccharine, and short enough not to wear out its welcome.

Metal, while still being known as the province of tight jeans, wispy facial hair and ripped denim vests, will often surprise you.

Poor Sergey Brin. In an interview with The Guardian, he laments that he can’t trawl through the electronic diary on my phone for information to use to target me with ads, which is a Serious Problem for us all.

More than the post-apocalyptic experience, though, I think what gets me most about Google+ is its evangelists: exceedingly huffy folks.

I’ve blogged about Ridley Scott before, and though I should know better, I can’t help but get excited by the new trailer for Prometheus.

From Lost in Space, a fascinating article in Fortean Times, about the Soviet “lost cosmonauts,” as well as the Judica-Cordiglia brothers, two Italian teens who figured out how to listen in on both Soviet and NASA transmissions.

Posterous was bought by Twitter. They claim the service won’t change, while at the same time telling all its users how to get their stuff to other services, so it’s fair to assume they’re not long for this world.

I rather enjoy Spotify’s “What’s New” section; it happily throws material by artists like Brooke Benton and Brenda Lee, in with the actual new stuff, like the currently ubiquitous Gangnam Style.

I just removed the Foursquare app from my phone. I’ve had it installed for almost two years and to date, I’ve used it a grand total of 33(!) times. And I can’t quite figure out why I would want to use it more either.

Adobe announced today that they are ceasing development of Flash for mobile devices.

I Was Just Thinking is a song either about missing someone far away, or someone who is no longer in your life. To me, it’s been both.