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Friday again? Another year gone by, and many changes and strangeness there were in it. Some I could have done without, others have made me re-evaluate what I thought I couldn't (or wouldn't) do, with interesting (to say the least) results. But now, musics.

1) the_same_haunt, Panic Years

2) Woman, John Lennon

3) This Barstool's Reserved For My Heart, David Lindley & Wally Ingram

4) 1956 and all that, McLusky

5) I Feel Out Of Control, elbarto&liamb

6) A Postcard to Nina, Jens Lekman

7) We Were Rock & Roll, Janelle Monáe

8) T'Mershi Duween (Truncated), Frank Zappa

9) Please Be My Third Eye, La Sera

10) die Folterkammer des Dr. Sex, The Vampires of Dartmoore


You want MORE?!?!? Oh, ok


11) I Should Get Up, Teddy Thompson

12) Rosemary, Carmina Piranha

13) The Battle Of The Little Man, World Party


After work will be the birthday dinner, with a quest to find someplace that still has Foeder Projekt #1 from Boulevard on tap. Bier Station and Flying Saucer are already out, so I don't have a lot of hope, but I will be calling around. The weekend holds the prospect of more house cleaning/packing, plus the Cards sweeping the Red Sox at home to take the World Series and the Chiefs with a shot at 8-0 (and boy, do I wish I'd been able to put some cash on that happening before the season started). And my fantasy team, the Lustful Cockmonsters (h/t Chris Kluwe) are looking for a sixth straight win, after going down hard the first two games (see what I did there?).
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Still recuperating from Renovation, plus the usual (or not) entertainments of the week. These included the battery in my car dying* and a short power outage due to dead branches blowing out the fuse on the pole (not several euphemisms). Working on a Reno report, including The Big Reception and cracking Scalzi and Silverberg up (seperatly). But for now, back to the music.


1) The Lions And The Cucumber, Manfred Hubler & Siegfried Schwab

2) Biko, Peter Gabriel (Orpheum Theater, Boston, Mass. July 8, 1980)

3) Tall Cool One (Extended Version), Robert Plant

4) Rough Knuckles, Supergrass

5) Thank God It's Not Christmas, Parenthetical Girls

6) The Loved One, INXS

7) Feed the Fire, The Cracker Cats

8) Vampire, Pink Mountaintops

9) Come Together, Invisible

10) Suite III Overture, Janelle Monáe


plus


11) The Richest Kids, This Is Ivy League

12) Black Eyes, Shearwater

13) L.A. Getaway, Joel Scott Hill


Other than ramping up the PR work for Chicon 7 (join now! Memberships go up at the end of September!), the only scheduled activity for the weekend is the Ralphie Fantasy Football League draft on Sunday. Can the Romosexuals rebound from last year's horrible record? We'll find out. And while there is the Baconfest on Saturday, I can't afford the $45 entry fee, or even the $10 to enter the bacon eating contest, which I most assuredly would win. Such is life.

*Made more fun by the placement of the battery, which requires the removal of a tire to access. Nice job, Dodge!
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The car turned over 98,000 miles this week, and I passed 23,000 entries in iTunes. Coincidence? Yeah, probably.

Had a lovely time in St. Louis last weekend. Many cigars were smoked, two bottles of single malt were ritually sacrificed and unique and/or entertaining items were acquired from a mullti-block garage sale. Plus a visit to Trader Joe's! The only issues came on the way home. First was a major construction blockage at Mile Marker 103, at Boonville. It took me a half hour to get through it, only because I was able to duck off at MM 106 and take Business 70 through Boonville around the problem. The best part was watching a pickup truck race by on the shoulder, then seeing said truck and its douche-canoe of a driver sitting on said shoulder, being briskly interrogated by a couple of extremely irritated-looking Highway Patrol officers. Occasionally, things do work out right.

Later on, just after passing the exit at MM 31, traffic came to a complete halt. Slowly we eventually crept forward, and around the mass of emergency vehicles in the right lane. The cause of the problem was fairly obvious: a red 4-door of uncertain ancestry was laying on its roof, its front end ripped off at the firewall. And now, the tunes:


1) The Bug, Dire Straits

2) Chickfactor, Belle & Sebastian

3) Down 42nd Street to the Light, East River Pipe

4) Shut Up, Madness

5) The Perfect Crime #2, The Decemberists

6) Bell Bottom Blues, Eric Clapton

7) Search And Destroy, Iggy And The Stooges

8) Leaving Loachapoka , Marshall Chapman

9) Tear It Up, The Cramps

10) Sea Of Monsters, The Beatles


and we're walking . . .


11) Even Better Than The Real Thing, U2

12) Come Back From San Francisco, The Magnetic Fields

13) Hair Of The Dog, Bauhaus


Another Friday, another weekend. This one will be spent continuing to clean the house in preparation for folks staying with us next weekend for the NPulsifer/Gisele nuptuals. I will also be watching my fantasy football team, (not a euphemism), beat the everlovin' stuffing out of Rohanna's team this weekend.
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Got busy this morning and didn't have time to post. Music.


1) Bottle And Rusty Blade, Pinebox Serenade

2) Santa God, Pearl Jam

3) Hang Them All, Tapes 'n Tapes

4) Leslie Anne Levine, The Decemberists

5) Friday Night, August 14th, Funkadelic

6) It Aint Me Babe, Turtles

7) Stranger In The House, Elvis Costello

8) The Anyway Song, Lullaby Baxter Trio

9) Mr. Webster (Mono Master), The Monkees

10) My Car, Atlas Sound


and the overage


11) Anarchitect, Susu

12) Vocal Interlude, World Party

13) Proper Ding [Eric Prydz vs. Pink Floyd vs. Seeed], DJ Morgoth


And now, for something comepletely different:







and a couple more personal favorites )

On the work front, Chuckles, the semi-literate, moderately-inbred Army vet had used her DeVry degree and who knows what else to get a job with the V.A. One hopes whatever she's coding for has nothing to do with patient care, or else her consistent inability to tell numbers from letters might cause some issues (you think I'm kidding. Oh, Ghu, how I wish I was kidding). She came in today and told the boss she was leaving. He was still in the "shock" phase, no telling what happens when he gets to "anger." Presumably, he won't fold the place right away, but who knows?

The boss gave me tickets to the Chefs game Sunday, vs. the Buffalitos (hi, Lawrence!). Ro and I will be going, but might not stay until the end. We shall see. And, in feetsball related news, Baconcats were less than cromulent in defending their championship, finishing the season 6-7 and out of the playoffs. Now I need a new name for next year.
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Another week. On the plus side, Royals hve won 4 straight. Not so much: Tuesday on the way from the beer tasting, I lost the serpentine belt on the Intrepid. Fixed, but another $85 we didn't need to spend. New leak in a different part of the roof. Joy.


1) You Only Live Twice, Nancy Sinatra

2) Shut Up, Madness

3) Red, Okkervil River

4) Train of Thought, Mighty Joe Hicks

5) I Am A Caffeinated Corpse, We Versus The Shark

6) Pride (In The Name Of Love), U2

7) Brothers in Arms, Dire Straits

8) Why Don't They Let Us Fall In Love, The Morning Benders

9) Straight Outta Compton, Nina Gordon

10) Friends Of Mine (Mono), The Zombies


And then . . .


11) A Day In The Life - 3m, The Beatles (Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (Multitracks))

12) the trooper (iron miaden cover), Hellsongs

13) Who Do You Love?, Eric Clapton & Friends


Football season begins (began, actually, last night), and Fantasy Football does as well. Baconcats will be defending their title, beginning with a rematch of last year's Scum Bowl. No prisoners, eat the wounded!
drpaisley: (bacon)
Saturday is the Fantasy Football Draft, and helping Ann Totusek get her mother's stuff packed into the truck for the move to Iowa. So, with a full day's activity planned, I find out about this:


If you love bacon this event is for you! Join us as we celebrate bacon with its very own festival and help one of Kansas City's unique non-profit organizations - The Rehabilitation Institute. Event proceeds will fund medical rehabilitation services for newly disabled children and adults. Your involvement will help individuals who have exoerienced a spinal cord injury, brain injury, stroke or other type of neurological condition get back on the road of life. Tickets are $30 per person



Please note, the draft is where I will take possession of the Mike Smalley Trophy, emblematic of my victory in the Scum Bowl last season. And my team name? Baconcats, of course! Still haven't decided if I am going to keep that name, or choose a new one, as has been my wont over the years. Perhaps this is a sign.
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It was close most of Sunday, but thanks to DeAngelo Williams's 100+ yard, 4 touchdown performance, Baconcats have avenged their only loss of the season, and triumphed over Animal House in the Scum Bowl 110-80 to claim the Mike Smalley Trophy for the second time (the first was with the name "Flying Paisley Monster"). With any luck at all, I shall get a picture of John Scalzi holding the trophy at ConQuesT this year.

I am not going to Disneyland.
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It was close most of Sunday, but thanks to DeAngelo Williams's 100+ yard, 4 touchdown performance, Baconcats have avenged their only loss of the season, and triumphed over Animal House in the Scum Bowl 110-80 to claim the Mike Smalley Trophy for the second time (the first was with the name "Flying Paisley Monster"). With any luck at all, I shall get a picture of John Scalzi holding the trophy at ConQuesT this year.

I am not going to Disneyland.
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Today started off well. I went to the dentist, got my permanent upper fitted (and arrangements made to get the temporary turned into a better-fitting backup device)[1], and then headed to work. When I came out of the parking garage onto 9th street, which I have to cross to get to the building F/nt/st/k is in, I noticed some water on the entrance to the loading dock, but didn't think much of it. As I started across the street (which slopes rather impressively down to Main), I looked to my left and saw a car just coming across the next street over, so I picked up my pace from walk to trot to clear the lane before they got there.

At that point, I discovered that the water on the drive (and sidewalk, and street) was actually mostly ice. I got three steps as I tried to decelerate and regain control before I found myself sitting in a puddle on the sidewalk. I regained my footing, and tried to move out into the street to avoid the worst of the ice, and once again quickly assumed a horizontal position, sliding down the street. I looked back, and saw that the car which had precipitated my acceleration was stopped halfway down the block, probably waiting for me to slide into the sewer at the corner. I was able to crawl to the curb, and get back on the dry portion of the sidewalk and make my way inside. The source of the water was revealed at that point: a pipe had burst on the second floor, and the maintenance people were busily mopping up the water dripping into the lobby. I gimped my way to the elevator, where I finally noticed my jeans had several large soaked areas, including both legs below the knee and, of course, the seat. They dried out fairly quickly, fortunately. Oh, did I mention it was 10˚F out, with a healthy breeze?

So now I am home, with a large lump on my left cheek the size and shape of my wallet, which is quite enthusiastic about its pain-causing powers. Other, less intense but still definitely painful areas include my left knee and foot, along with my left shoulder, although that might be more from another day of cutting up signs for Ha//mark. Being on my feet most of the day seems to have kept any bruising from occuring, but I'm sure I'll have a lovely technicolor keister by morning. Right now, I am just waiting for the v/cod/n to kick in, and to see if the Bears defense/special teams can score 37 points and erase my lead in the Scum Bowl. I have my doubts about that happening, but given the tenor of today, I'm not sanguine about it.


[1] I asked my dentist if there was a dental bylaw that anything that had to go into the patient's mouth had to taste like crap, and he told me that while there is reasonably good-tasting material available, it costs more, because they have to add the flavor to cover up the basic "crap taste" of the materials. I like him.
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Today started off well. I went to the dentist, got my permanent upper fitted (and arrangements made to get the temporary turned into a better-fitting backup device)[1], and then headed to work. When I came out of the parking garage onto 9th street, which I have to cross to get to the building F/nt/st/k is in, I noticed some water on the entrance to the loading dock, but didn't think much of it. As I started across the street (which slopes rather impressively down to Main), I looked to my left and saw a car just coming across the next street over, so I picked up my pace from walk to trot to clear the lane before they got there.

At that point, I discovered that the water on the drive (and sidewalk, and street) was actually mostly ice. I got three steps as I tried to decelerate and regain control before I found myself sitting in a puddle on the sidewalk. I regained my footing, and tried to move out into the street to avoid the worst of the ice, and once again quickly assumed a horizontal position, sliding down the street. I looked back, and saw that the car which had precipitated my acceleration was stopped halfway down the block, probably waiting for me to slide into the sewer at the corner. I was able to crawl to the curb, and get back on the dry portion of the sidewalk and make my way inside. The source of the water was revealed at that point: a pipe had burst on the second floor, and the maintenance people were busily mopping up the water dripping into the lobby. I gimped my way to the elevator, where I finally noticed my jeans had several large soaked areas, including both legs below the knee and, of course, the seat. They dried out fairly quickly, fortunately. Oh, did I mention it was 10˚F out, with a healthy breeze?

So now I am home, with a large lump on my left cheek the size and shape of my wallet, which is quite enthusiastic about its pain-causing powers. Other, less intense but still definitely painful areas include my left knee and foot, along with my left shoulder, although that might be more from another day of cutting up signs for Ha//mark. Being on my feet most of the day seems to have kept any bruising from occuring, but I'm sure I'll have a lovely technicolor keister by morning. Right now, I am just waiting for the v/cod/n to kick in, and to see if the Bears defense/special teams can score 37 points and erase my lead in the Scum Bowl. I have my doubts about that happening, but given the tenor of today, I'm not sanguine about it.


[1] I asked my dentist if there was a dental bylaw that anything that had to go into the patient's mouth had to taste like crap, and he told me that while there is reasonably good-tasting material available, it costs more, because they have to add the flavor to cover up the basic "crap taste" of the materials. I like him.
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A good day, got the shopping done, grabbed some good beer at the KS Lukas Liquors. A very fun KaCSFFS Holiday party, with lots of fun people to see. Kyle showed up from Lawrence, and got to see Lyle for the first time in 25 or so years (surprise!). Lots of good conversations.

And in the department of mixed blessings, the Ravens beat the Cowboys, but i am now trailing Animal House 16-6 in the Scum Bowl. I do have to thank them for leaving a lot of points on the bench. Tomorrow will tell the tale.
drpaisley: (Big O'Pimpin')
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A good day, got the shopping done, grabbed some good beer at the KS Lukas Liquors. A very fun KaCSFFS Holiday party, with lots of fun people to see. Kyle showed up from Lawrence, and got to see Lyle for the first time in 25 or so years (surprise!). Lots of good conversations.

And in the department of mixed blessings, the Ravens beat the Cowboys, but i am now trailing Animal House 16-6 in the Scum Bowl. I do have to thank them for leaving a lot of points on the bench. Tomorrow will tell the tale.
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So farthis week we've had wind chills in the sub-zero range, snow, freezing rain and more gray than a high school reunion in Roswell. Tired, bored. Let's try something new, like the mid-70s for a few weeks.* Mayhapp some music will warm me up.


1) Words Forgetting, Words Forgot, Six Red Carpets

2) Corey Died On The Battlefield, The Wild Magnolias

3) THE SECRET feat. MIGHTY MEGA, DOCKTA VALKUS

4) Baby You're A Rich Man, The Beatles

5) Childhood, C-Rayz feat. Matisyahu + Kosha Dillz

6) Storm Coming, Gnarls Barkley

7) Citadel, The Rolling Stones

8) Off and Back, King Crimson

10) Dork At 12 O'Clock, Solex

And the overtime:

11) Accordingly, Chris Whitley

12) Less Than You Think, Wilco

13) Must Be The Moon - Hot Chip remix, !!!


And off toHa//mark hellwe go. See some of you tomorrow at the KaCSFFS meeting. ANd Sunday is the Scum Bowl, as Baconcats and Animal House duke it out vicariously for the Mike Smalley Trophy. Victory is nigh!






*Favorite Zippy carton of all time. Zippy asks Griffy what it's like outside. Griffy replies, "It's in the 70s." Zippy asks, "Does that mean we have to wear polyester and boogie all night to a frantic disco beat?"
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So farthis week we've had wind chills in the sub-zero range, snow, freezing rain and more gray than a high school reunion in Roswell. Tired, bored. Let's try something new, like the mid-70s for a few weeks.* Mayhapp some music will warm me up.


1) Words Forgetting, Words Forgot, Six Red Carpets

2) Corey Died On The Battlefield, The Wild Magnolias

3) THE SECRET feat. MIGHTY MEGA, DOCKTA VALKUS

4) Baby You're A Rich Man, The Beatles

5) Childhood, C-Rayz feat. Matisyahu + Kosha Dillz

6) Storm Coming, Gnarls Barkley

7) Citadel, The Rolling Stones

8) Off and Back, King Crimson

10) Dork At 12 O'Clock, Solex

And the overtime:

11) Accordingly, Chris Whitley

12) Less Than You Think, Wilco

13) Must Be The Moon - Hot Chip remix, !!!


And off toHa//mark hellwe go. See some of you tomorrow at the KaCSFFS meeting. ANd Sunday is the Scum Bowl, as Baconcats and Animal House duke it out vicariously for the Mike Smalley Trophy. Victory is nigh!






*Favorite Zippy carton of all time. Zippy asks Griffy what it's like outside. Griffy replies, "It's in the 70s." Zippy asks, "Does that mean we have to wear polyester and boogie all night to a frantic disco beat?"
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It was an ugly morning. I got up, got the paper and my tea (last of the Lapsang, alas) and ascended to teh Belfry, only to discover we had no connection. Oh Noes! Got it back shortly before I went to work, with barely enough time to check the daily comics. So, after a lovely oven-broiled ribeye dinner, some post-prandial tunes.



1) Ágætis Byrjun, Sigur Rós (Midnight Show @ Florence Gould Hall)

2) Ophelia, I'm From Barcelona

3) Belle & Sebastian, Belle & Sebastian

4) Outro, The Raincoated Man

5) The Way We Get By, Spoon

6) (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction (Bass Trilogy: Part 2), Rob Wasserman

7) In the Future, David Byrne

8) Refrain, Eleni Mandell

9) Arms Of Love, Robyn Hitchcock & The Egyptians

10) Oh, Lonesome Me, Neil Young

And the late-night bonus:

11) In This House That I Call Home, X

12) Feed The Tree, Belly

13) Spanish Castle Magic, Jimi Hendrix (Live At Woodstock)


Busy weekend, with dim sum at Bo Ling's and a holiday party tomorrrow, and picking up Ro's grandson at his indoor soccer game to check out a friend's art sale and then see "The Day the Earth Stood Still II: The Keanuing." We shall see how it works out. Oh, and Baconcats take on the S.O.B.s in the Ralphie League playoffs. Onward, to the Scum Bowl, and glory (or something that smells like it)!
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It was an ugly morning. I got up, got the paper and my tea (last of the Lapsang, alas) and ascended to teh Belfry, only to discover we had no connection. Oh Noes! Got it back shortly before I went to work, with barely enough time to check the daily comics. So, after a lovely oven-broiled ribeye dinner, some post-prandial tunes.



1) Ágætis Byrjun, Sigur Rós (Midnight Show @ Florence Gould Hall)

2) Ophelia, I'm From Barcelona

3) Belle & Sebastian, Belle & Sebastian

4) Outro, The Raincoated Man

5) The Way We Get By, Spoon

6) (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction (Bass Trilogy: Part 2), Rob Wasserman

7) In the Future, David Byrne

8) Refrain, Eleni Mandell

9) Arms Of Love, Robyn Hitchcock & The Egyptians

10) Oh, Lonesome Me, Neil Young

And the late-night bonus:

11) In This House That I Call Home, X

12) Feed The Tree, Belly

13) Spanish Castle Magic, Jimi Hendrix (Live At Woodstock)


Busy weekend, with dim sum at Bo Ling's and a holiday party tomorrrow, and picking up Ro's grandson at his indoor soccer game to check out a friend's art sale and then see "The Day the Earth Stood Still II: The Keanuing." We shall see how it works out. Oh, and Baconcats take on the S.O.B.s in the Ralphie League playoffs. Onward, to the Scum Bowl, and glory (or something that smells like it)!
drpaisley: (siegfried attacks!)
Another pointless exercise in entropy almost done. Highlight of the week was seeing Venus, Jupiter and the Moon in the night skky (Monday was overcast). The winter blahs are here with a vengeance. Meh. Maybe some music will cheer me up.


1) Moonlight Trough The Window, PeerGynt Lobogris

2) Hitsville UK, The Clash

3) The Ugly Little Duck, Stephin Merritt

4) Waiting Room (Fugazi cover), Emm Gryner

5) This Little Piggy, Rasputina

6) Ritual, Nico Gomez

7) Princess - Movement II, kARHu

8) Dance Indra, Ananda Shankar

9) Squares (Bloah Mix), The Beta Band

10) Spektrum, Bluebridge Quartet


and, because too much is not enough:


11) Space Christmas, Shonen Knife

12) Entr'acte I, kARHu

13) Taste The Sun, A Beautiful Machine


After the multiple entertainments of last weekend (KU beating MU, the Chefs beating the Raiders, Lobsterfestapaloozathon), this one will be pretty tame. Hollyx3 Days sale will be the highlight. Baconcats, having finished the regular season at 12-1, have the first week of the Ralphie Fantasy League playoffs off. And I'll even be marginally enthusiastic about MU upsetting the Sooners, if only to make the BCS assclowns cry.

Later, if at all.
drpaisley: (siegfried attacks!)
Another pointless exercise in entropy almost done. Highlight of the week was seeing Venus, Jupiter and the Moon in the night skky (Monday was overcast). The winter blahs are here with a vengeance. Meh. Maybe some music will cheer me up.


1) Moonlight Trough The Window, PeerGynt Lobogris

2) Hitsville UK, The Clash

3) The Ugly Little Duck, Stephin Merritt

4) Waiting Room (Fugazi cover), Emm Gryner

5) This Little Piggy, Rasputina

6) Ritual, Nico Gomez

7) Princess - Movement II, kARHu

8) Dance Indra, Ananda Shankar

9) Squares (Bloah Mix), The Beta Band

10) Spektrum, Bluebridge Quartet


and, because too much is not enough:


11) Space Christmas, Shonen Knife

12) Entr'acte I, kARHu

13) Taste The Sun, A Beautiful Machine


After the multiple entertainments of last weekend (KU beating MU, the Chefs beating the Raiders, Lobsterfestapaloozathon), this one will be pretty tame. Hollyx3 Days sale will be the highlight. Baconcats, having finished the regular season at 12-1, have the first week of the Ralphie Fantasy League playoffs off. And I'll even be marginally enthusiastic about MU upsetting the Sooners, if only to make the BCS assclowns cry.

Later, if at all.
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After the Czar won Wed. night's beer re-creation of WWI (see previous entry), I had a reasonable night's sleep, and after a leisurly morning, Dragonet and I headed to Lawrence to have Thanksgiving at her Mom's. Sister Sally was there, as was our nephew Dan and his mother, Laurie (first wife of D's older brother). Much good food was consumed, bad football was desultorily watched (I shouldn't have whipped that Johnson* out, obviously), and we headed back with Dan in the back seat to take him to his car, which he had left in the outskirts of Westport the previous evening after a long night of partying (he said he got home at 6a). He knew which street the car was on, but no one was quite sure where that street fit into the matrix of the area. Eventually it was found, and we came back home. Once Rohanna returned from her family's festivities, she and I discussed the idea of going to see Bob Reeder at O'Dowd's in Zona Rosa, and getting into their early Black Friday activities. We looked at the options, and decided to stay home. A bit later, she said that there had been a live news remote from Zona Rosa, and people had started lining up at noon.

Ro and I decided instead to take part in the looting this morning, so we got up at 6a and made our way to Best Buy, where I acquired a 19" Acer LCD widescreen monitor, to replace my current CRT, which had developed a nasty habit of randomly dimming and brightening. Also picked up "Boo," the latest Was/Not Was album (their first in 20 years). Then we did a quick run through the soon to be defunct Circuit City to no great purpose, and followed that with a stop at The Olde Timey Barn of Pottery, or something like that. Ro got some carpet for her bedroom. At that point, it was still not yet 9a, and I suggested we run through Cargo Largo, which is a freight salvage place full of strange and entertaining items of all kinds, most at quite low prices. Since they were taking 20% off all purchases, Ro agreed. Multiple miscellaneous items later, we headed home, and after a brief rest, headed back out for lunch and more shopping.

The China Star Buffet at 95th & Metcalf was reasonablypriced, if a bit bland in its selections, but it was across the street from Microcenter. On the way there, Dragonet mentioned that she could use a monitor, as well, to help with her work. I pointed out that if we found a better deal for me, she could have the Acer. I got a new Kensington wireless keyboard and mouse combo, and Dragonet found a new headphone set with microphone. I went looking for Ro, and found her pointing to a Sceptre 24" lcd, which was on sale for less than half the list price. With tears in my eyes, I waved goodbye to the Acer and reluctantly accepted the larger monitor. We decided that was enough shopping, and returned home. A couple of hours of cleaning, rearranging and cable swapping (not a euphemism), I am looking at this huge display in wonder. The keyboard is going to take a bit of getting used to, but I'm sure I'll adapt. And now, selections in celebration of crossing the 14K plateau in tunes.


1) Recapturing, TrianguliZona

2) differentown_final (no idea who did this, .59 of weirdness)

3) Keep Your Distance, Richard Thompson

4) Dance To Your Daddy, Colin Meloy

5) We're Having All The Fun, Fun Boy Three

6) Popcorn, Sparky's Magic Piano

7) 3 Is Better Than 4, The Dials

8) Dr. Luther's Assistant, Elvis Costello & the Attractions (Live At Leicester 10-22-77)

9) She Came in Through the Bathroom Window, The Beatles [Abbey Road (Ebbets)]

10) Into the Sun, King Black Acid

And some seconds, for all the trytophans out there:

11) I Could Be Dreaming, Belle & Sebastian

12) Vegetarian Restaurant, Aberfeldy

13) Everybody Hurts, Amanda Palmer & Cormac Bride


Tomorrow is the Lobsterfestapaloozathon, with the added bonus of watching the KU-MU game while enduring Ralphie's heckling. Sunday is blessedly devoid of activity more strenuous than watching feetsball. Hope everyone had a good Turkey day, and may you all have a great weekend.


* Calvin, wide receiver for Detroit, of course. What did you think I meant?
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After the Czar won Wed. night's beer re-creation of WWI (see previous entry), I had a reasonable night's sleep, and after a leisurly morning, Dragonet and I headed to Lawrence to have Thanksgiving at her Mom's. Sister Sally was there, as was our nephew Dan and his mother, Laurie (first wife of D's older brother). Much good food was consumed, bad football was desultorily watched (I shouldn't have whipped that Johnson* out, obviously), and we headed back with Dan in the back seat to take him to his car, which he had left in the outskirts of Westport the previous evening after a long night of partying (he said he got home at 6a). He knew which street the car was on, but no one was quite sure where that street fit into the matrix of the area. Eventually it was found, and we came back home. Once Rohanna returned from her family's festivities, she and I discussed the idea of going to see Bob Reeder at O'Dowd's in Zona Rosa, and getting into their early Black Friday activities. We looked at the options, and decided to stay home. A bit later, she said that there had been a live news remote from Zona Rosa, and people had started lining up at noon.

Ro and I decided instead to take part in the looting this morning, so we got up at 6a and made our way to Best Buy, where I acquired a 19" Acer LCD widescreen monitor, to replace my current CRT, which had developed a nasty habit of randomly dimming and brightening. Also picked up "Boo," the latest Was/Not Was album (their first in 20 years). Then we did a quick run through the soon to be defunct Circuit City to no great purpose, and followed that with a stop at The Olde Timey Barn of Pottery, or something like that. Ro got some carpet for her bedroom. At that point, it was still not yet 9a, and I suggested we run through Cargo Largo, which is a freight salvage place full of strange and entertaining items of all kinds, most at quite low prices. Since they were taking 20% off all purchases, Ro agreed. Multiple miscellaneous items later, we headed home, and after a brief rest, headed back out for lunch and more shopping.

The China Star Buffet at 95th & Metcalf was reasonablypriced, if a bit bland in its selections, but it was across the street from Microcenter. On the way there, Dragonet mentioned that she could use a monitor, as well, to help with her work. I pointed out that if we found a better deal for me, she could have the Acer. I got a new Kensington wireless keyboard and mouse combo, and Dragonet found a new headphone set with microphone. I went looking for Ro, and found her pointing to a Sceptre 24" lcd, which was on sale for less than half the list price. With tears in my eyes, I waved goodbye to the Acer and reluctantly accepted the larger monitor. We decided that was enough shopping, and returned home. A couple of hours of cleaning, rearranging and cable swapping (not a euphemism), I am looking at this huge display in wonder. The keyboard is going to take a bit of getting used to, but I'm sure I'll adapt. And now, selections in celebration of crossing the 14K plateau in tunes.


1) Recapturing, TrianguliZona

2) differentown_final (no idea who did this, .59 of weirdness)

3) Keep Your Distance, Richard Thompson

4) Dance To Your Daddy, Colin Meloy

5) We're Having All The Fun, Fun Boy Three

6) Popcorn, Sparky's Magic Piano

7) 3 Is Better Than 4, The Dials

8) Dr. Luther's Assistant, Elvis Costello & the Attractions (Live At Leicester 10-22-77)

9) She Came in Through the Bathroom Window, The Beatles [Abbey Road (Ebbets)]

10) Into the Sun, King Black Acid

And some seconds, for all the trytophans out there:

11) I Could Be Dreaming, Belle & Sebastian

12) Vegetarian Restaurant, Aberfeldy

13) Everybody Hurts, Amanda Palmer & Cormac Bride


Tomorrow is the Lobsterfestapaloozathon, with the added bonus of watching the KU-MU game while enduring Ralphie's heckling. Sunday is blessedly devoid of activity more strenuous than watching feetsball. Hope everyone had a good Turkey day, and may you all have a great weekend.


* Calvin, wide receiver for Detroit, of course. What did you think I meant?

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