Yeah You Right

Saturday, March 19, 2005
 
Tonight's The Night
That I resume posting. I've intermittantly been revising the look of the place with the intent to get rolling again, but work and life and general slackness and my newly realized utter lack of facility with things technoNet (more below) have made it a longer process than it should be -- the adding of the YYR logo to the old Gwen photo took one whole night of its own -- so, like moving into a half-completed house, I'm just going to start posting.

Perhaps as much because I've run out of excuses. The boy's asleep down the hall, so I'm trying to keep it down. I've been pumping CDs into the iTunes since about 3 this afternoon, and the constant importing makes surfing slow on my aged PC. TiVo's recording Saturday Night Live so I can fast-forward through to the Gwen Stefani bits (and maybe the all-chick Weekend Update) later. I could switch inputs and watch raw (i.e., non-TiVo) TV in real time, but c'mon, how long can anyone stand that? I could pop in a DVD, but I'm in that dead-calm state of mind re movies where nothing seems to get the interest up. I've been trying to catch up on reading the pile of magazines that sit enticingly close to the fireplace, but after two bourbons, I'm getting to the point of diminishing returns on intellectual pursuits.

The combination of reading several months of Wired and listening to my new CDs that Amazon delivered Friday makes me realize how little I know. Two of the CDs I just got, Dave Godin's Deep Soul Treasures: Taken From Our Vault Vol. 1 & Vol. 2, were released in 1997 and 1998. Unbelieveable. How much more would my life have been enriched by having these over the last 7-8 years? Just read this article about podcasting. The gap is becoming almost generational; I feel like I'm ready to sit down and play patty-cake with the technology and it's sneaking out the bedroom window to drink beer and smoke cigarettes in some neighborhood cul de sac.

Milestoned: In the great co-ed trivia challenge, the He-Man Woman Hater's Club won first prize at the U-Joint, with yours truly as a first-time participant. I don't think I added much, but enjoyed it immensely. I overprepped on questions regarding Buddy Guy, the Pretenders, et al., of which there were none. I was able to name 2 of 3 apostles, so I guess 14 years of Catholic school are good for something.

Speaking of trivia: The Boy, I, and Aunt Re (hereinafter, "ARe") recently discovered that there is an error in Trivial Pursuit For Kids Vol. 6. Card No. 173 has the following question: "What order in the lineup does the 'clean-up hitter' bat in a baseball game?" The Jr. edition gives the tykes multiple-guesses, them being: first--4th--last. The answer on the card is "last," which as any red-blooded American knows is wrong. The Boy and ARe didn' believe me 'til I Googled and Webster'ed it. They also didn't get it when, for the rest of the game, I kept saying "I'm sorry, the card says 'Moops.'"

Future posts: disengagement; auto theft; tentative resumption of two old broken-off friendships; house hunting; car shopping; the genius of Jim Steinman, John Ford, and Matt Labash; questioning iTunes's "genre" labels; etc. I promise it will be more entertaining.

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