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As you may have heard, Apple recently won a lawsuit that had been filed against it by The Beatles’ management firm over the right to the Apple name. Once the decision came down, the BBC wanted to interview an expert on the subject, tech journalist Guy Kewney.
Unfortunately for them, when it came time to pull Mr. Kewney on stage for a live shot, they mistakenly pulled up a man named Guy Goma — who was the cabbie set to drive Mr. Kewney back to his office.
Here are the details. The video is here and so worth the download — if not for Mr. Goma’s tech wisdom, for the look of abject horror and then impish glee that comes when he realizes the mixup.

Like picnic ants to a spilled glass of lemonade: How the tower routes FedEx planes around Memphis in a thunderstorm.

For those of you who prefer your newspaper reporters unconscious, I recommend this video of an Atlanta Journal-Constitution reporter up in the sky.

Wow: My old college roommate’s dad is apparently going to be the new CIA director.

Something to remember the next time you visit washingtonpost.com: the page you are reading might have been coded by indie rock star/pariah Travis Morrison.
(There remains in the bowels of crabwalk.com a loooooong, thankfully-unpublished post that roughly mirrors that article, written by the all-time-name J. Freedom du Lac.)

“One Got Fat,” a creepy 1963 bicycle-safety film that answers the age-old question: What should you do when all your friends have been killed or maimed?
The answer, of course: Eat their lunches.

Who knew discount retailers fancied themselves Inspector Gadgets?

The suspect “stopped short as he spotted me in the crowd and shouted, ‘What the [expletive] is Target doing here?!’ ” Nelson said. “I still love that one.”

Easily the greatest children’s show in the history of man. Featuring a fascist cephalopod, a stunt wedding to a walrus, a talking peanut, and a coup d’etat. It’ll make you say, “Gimme, gimme octopus!” (More here.)

May I never need $2,600 this badly.
(Actually, that’s $2,600 in New Zealand dollars — or $1,654 in American currency.)

In all-about-me news, I’m a finalist again for the Livingston Awards, in the international-reporting category. The Livingstons are “the nation’s largest all-media, general reporting prizes” and go to the best work by a reporter under 35.
This is my third time as a finalist, and so far I’m batting a bit fat .000 when it comes to winning. This time I’m up for my Nigeria stories from last spring.
Congrats to all the other finalists, in particular my DMN colleague Paula Lavigne.