Dear Whoever,

I don't know why you have started to flash a "Log In" page when I try to view a page on LiveJournal. Or, rather, I suspect I do know (advertising or info spam), but I can't confirm it, so...

In any case, the first couple times I saw one of these, I thought, "well, okay, my last login expired, I'll log in again, no sweat" - only to be ( Read more... )

Dear Organizations:

You are not a collectables shop. Your stuff isn't that valuable. Please don't pretend it is, especially when it comes to vinyl records.

If you have a generic price for old records, fine. State it and I'll decide whether it's worth paying X dollars for some piece of crap album you've had kicking around for a couple years. But don't ( Read more... )

Blegh.

Finally getting around to remastering the four cassettes I made in the 90's, in practice for mastering new stuff (if I'm gonna carry through on the RPM project, that means I have to give the music I record for it a final mastering as well). Even with software help, it reminds me how much I really am a novice in some ways, in the recording ( Read more... )

For those of you who don't know, the RPM challenge is like NaNoWriMo or a number of other "do something in a month" activities ( Read more... )

A couple people asked me last week if I was going to the company Christmas party, just last Saturday, and I said "no".

I didn't elaborate - just "no, I'm not going" and I left it at that.

What I didn't say, what I really felt, was "oh hell no, you couldn't drag me there with anything less than one of those Hannibal Lecter restraint outfits."

I work at ( Read more... )

Today at work I noticed (how long was it hanging there??) a bulletin on the announcement board telling everyone that the plant where I work is shutting down from December 17th to January 5. Meaning hourly wage slaves like myself are out of work for that time period.

It's inconvenient, but not a disaster - I will be getting 4 days of wages for the ( Read more... )

One of my favorite one-page comics is by my friend Phil Hester. It's entitled "Rothko", after Mark Rothko, a painter of color fields, notable in the art movement of abstract expressionism. Two men stand in a museum, staring at some work that we never see. One of the men, a cranky look on his face, eventually blurts out, "I could do that ( Read more... )

Warning: long self-exploratory rambling brain spew ahead. Just thinking out loud (figuratively, unless you count keyboard clacks).

( And you know it's gonna be half-emo and whiny because it starts out with: )

About 10 minutes ago, as I write this, I voted. The polling location for where I live is a small church barely a quarter-mile from my driveway ( Read more... )

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