Dusty Chalk

Callisto, Signal to the Stars -- more superb Tangerine Dream -like electronica/synthetica Callisto, Providence -- back to post-metal, still superb

's'truth -- I, too, have been here my entire ~50 years, and I never get used to it.

You have freckles.

It's bacon. Cannibalism is over-rated. Hardly anyone does it.

Fuck you both. Funny thing about San Francisco -- it's on the same Latitude as DC. The difference is, DC is a drained swamp, San Francisco is a bay. Go to the other side of the mountains, and it's a desert (only one es this time), but the Pacific ocean keeps it temperate. For some reason, the Atlantic sucks at keeping even Annapolis similarly temperate. Fuck you, Atlantic Ocean. Fuck you, you useless body of water you.

Oh, and I left one out -- I fully expected it to be too hot for my very clingy kitty to cuddle -- you know, because of his fur coat? -- nuh-uh, we just spent a good 15 minutes with him laying on my chest. I had to evict him, he didn't evict himself. (Best discovery ever? Carnot cycle.)

How hot is it? It's so hot... ...I am now eating baked strawberries (I only left them in the car for 10 minutes). Here's a science joke for you: ...glass melts. ...I'm not even working up a sweat and I'm working up a sweat.

Yeah, where are you, Australia?

I didn't know they still made HDVD's.

They suck? I still like 'em. Wait, no, I'm thinking of the Deftones. I liked that one track...no, that was Papa Roach. Wait, do I like them? I thought I liked them. I might not like them. Will have to figure that out. Me, now: Karnivool, Asymmetry -- fuck work.

Huzzah! (breathes sigh of relief)

Callisto, Nyx -- not post-metal, more Tangerine-Dream-y electronica

You and Claire look dapper, Al. Me: Callisto, Noir -- post-metal. \m/

Seconded:

Black >> pepsi Looks shiny and new.

Oh, hey, that wouldn't be dusty chalk, would it? Oh.

What are you saying, he's basically in the closet in California? Aye keed, aye keed. Steve, I love that you're going into this with your head held high... ...and your other head held even higher.

Portal.

@ self And: no, I couldn't eat that. Me, shortly: strawberries, un-Vitamix-ed.

Haven't seen either of those. I'm thinking she's just really memorable in everything she does, because the show absolutely fetishizes on her face, and it's extremely unique and expressive...and familiar. And she was cast so perfectly for the role -- she's got that Roxy Music album cover looks to her. The scene at the end of episode 3 ("this is how it would work" in answer to the question, "how could it ever work") -- yeah, exactly.

Looks great, except for that one pic of a dirty plate. Really? You went ahead and posted that? Aye keed, aye keed...looks like a real foody place with a real eye towards presentation. My only complaint would have been the pizza -- everything else looked great. And yes, double wowzers on the desert.

The cat in the nerdy love song needs to be renamed to Capo. Or Joe (as in Strummer).

Aw man, just realized I'm not going to have an excuse to visit SF now that my sister is moving back here. Bummed. Bruce Soord with Jonas Renke, Wisdom of Crowds -- damn, just damn. Album of the year for me. Not metal, repeat, not metal. Don't. Fucking. Care. Not one iota.

Does Gene need to know about this arrangement?

OM, those are gorgeous. Also -- nice match -- wood for Dr. Wood.