Dusty Chalk

At least there's truth in advertising.

The rest of these will only make sense to readers of the Dresden Files:

Well there goes my evening...

Well played, Sir Fuck-Youre-Tall.

The concert was great, and if you're familiar with Buckethead, you know what to expect -- lots of beat-driven wanking, nunchucks, lots of wanking without beats, he handed out toys out of a big santa-sized bag at one point, some bass ganks...he's largely a Les Paul player, and he has his mostly white -- white body, white pickups, white headstock, white knobs except some... the pickup switch on the upper horn is red, and one of the knobs is red...it took me a minute to figure it out...

I did, and was initially told, "no", but was later tracked down and I am now the proud owner of two over-priced bulk earplugs.

Seeing Buckethead in about an hour, forgot my hearing protection. Fuck.

16Hz?!?!? Unholy carp...

So black Much black Can't even see the coaxial speakers I only have the mild-mannered D5s, would love to hear the Q12s.

Still on Tomita -- not finding a whole lot on Spotify or Tidal, and far too lazy to dig out my CDs and/or records, so I went with...YouTube. There's a nice playlist of most everything (including the Debussy album, Pictures, Planets, and the Grand Canyon Suite -- probably the four most important works of his to me) called "Tomita - Electronic Music Wizard".

Also, it's called Computer World or Computerwelt if you're German. I saw them on that tour. Love this album, perfection.

Happy almost belated! (party favour noise)

I agree that it's "juicy delicious mellowness", I just wasn't ready for that. I'll listen to it again when I'm in the mood for that.

But which do you like better, fucking butter or fucking batter?

Cheers to that!

Damn, those both sound tasty.

Walking Dead nightlight:

Every morning:

Incorrect. The fat should be infused with the beef, imparting a delicious flavour that is greater than the sum of their parts, without the yicky texture (cf. Steve's impression of okra, most non-oyster-eaters' impressions of oysters, etc.), in this case, of fat.

Texas style brisket from Smokey's Bones -- damn, that was nasty, very fatty, which tells me ... I don't know what that tells me, but it was nasty.

I just got carded.