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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR LINDA'S: Capitol Hill mainstay and Linda Derschang's namesake bar celebrates its 15th birthday tonight, starting at 4 p.m. The first 100 people to show up get a free commemorative t-shirt, but for the rest of us, it's $2.99 cheeseburgers and 1994 beer prices all night. That's when beer was like, what, a nickel? Music care of DJ Damaged Goods.

Another weekend, another opportunity to check out the films at SIFF. If you're into the short film genre, SIFF Cinema hosts ShortsFest all weekend long, with short films packaged by theme in approximately ninety-minute blocks. For all SIFF screenings, the general/member ticket prices are $11/$9 (and matinees $8/$7), except for gala screenings and other special events, which cost more. Seattlest applies our well-honed knowledge of all things cinema to the SIFF catalogue in order to point out some notable films playing this weekend:

Ostensibly an adaptation of presents itself as a comic yet troubling exploration of madness and obsession. The sole female performer (Maggie Hoffman) enters the stage, with stunningly coiffured hair, clambers up a rope ladder, straps herself to the rigging so that she can dangle forward like the figurehead on a ship, and then delivers a weather report into a microphone. Within seconds, her voice quiets to barely audible whisper, swirling about the theatre, a seamless chain of meteorological observations and nautical coordinates delivered in hushed monotone. hissing from the microphone; then, in full voice, the declaration: "You're the only one who can't hear it."

That's NYC experimental group Radiohole not Radiohead. We don't bait and switch here at Seattlest. Their show Fluke is an "enigmatic riff" on Moby Dick, says the NY Times, adding: "It has always been easier to like a show by Radiohole than to understand it."

The Seattle Weekly government in exile launched its website today and has promised to continue posting to it until the people rise up and give them their paper back. Anyone pining for the city's other weekly and its lovable cast of characters circa the Bronze Age through about a year ago should head over to Crosscut immediately. We'll see you back here when you've had your fill.

Who knew such bitter emotion roiled beneath the placid surface of the local independent baking industry?

--Please, Ballmer, tell us again about Microsoft, Linux and intellectual property.

--Defective Yeti is live-blogging as he reads Moby Dick. And on the other end of the intellectual spectrum, Seattlest Seth is live-blogging as he watches every episode of The Rockford Files.

You may be pleased to know that the entire Smashing Pumpkins catalog is available digitally for the first time. The incredible mediocrity of Corgan's Zwan and any Pumpkin's album after 'Pisces Iscariot' did an excellent job of diminishing the legacy of the band, that said we'll take 'Siamese Dream' or 'Gish' on a pure enjoyment level over Nirvana's 'Nevermind' any day of the week. (Yes, we know that 'Nevermind' is a more 'important' album). This new release contains 114 tracks of b-sides and some never-before-released rarities. So fire up iTunes, MSN Music, Rhapsody, Napster or Bob's Ye Olde Digital Music Store to grab some Pumpkins.