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...and your mouth closed! Have a good time, be safe, etc. etc.

Jesus.

OH COME ON!

Switched gears again, because I just remembered Ihsahn, and it was really Peccatum, Lost in Reverie that I wanted to hear and recommend.

I'm not sure you know what 'ho' means, if you're even going to try to apply it to me, playa. Clue: no relation to shovel.

The Muppets make me laugh. As does Patrick. I think Patrick is easier to take once you realize he is the living embodiment of Poe's Law*. *Thank you for introducing me to the concept, Knucks. It's funny because it's true.

I've never salted watermelon -- and it is sweet and delicious, and I ain't no ho, Mr. Imperious Gearhead.

So switched gears because of Vicki's "me music me for me" thread, never found out if disk was faulty, will find out tomorrow...I think. Stuck on the Devics -- just finished If You Forget Me... -- "Blue Miss Sunday" is a great way to kick off the album, and "Spooky"/"Heaven Please"/"Siren Song" is a great way to near-end it. Now on to My Beautiful Sinking Ship -- what a great fucking album. I may just have to cover "You in the Glass". RIYL Nick Cave...

(ignores Monkey) Fine, but the generalization still holds -- there exists hardware solutions to problems. Maybe not in the extremes (Suzuki Samurai comes to mind), but certainly in the minor, such as may be the problems with the Android OS. I'm curious what you think is 'retarded' -- I haven't run across anything that qualifies yet, though I'm hardly a power user.

What? Yes it does (the better hardware part, not the bigger engine part) -- do you know what a sway bar is? It's exactly that -- a hardware solution to fix a car that crashes when you turn a corner.

Raw Almonds -- superfoods FTW, DMW. I don't even really like steak.

The Evo has HDMI out.

What's the hardest thing you've heard, Vicki, Sabbath?

Fucking hell, Nate! Sure picked the wrong week to give up amphetamines, neh? Android's been fine for me so far, fanboi.

If she doesn't, she just hasn't heard any she likes...yet. I would start her off with Peccatum, Lost in Reverie, myself.

You know, our tastes are so disparate that I'm hesitant to say anything, but have you heard any of these, and if so, what do you think: Maquiladora (especially Ritual of Hearts and What the Day Was Dreaming)? Calexico (The Black Light and Hot Rail)? Black Heart Procession (esp. 3)? The Devics (If You Forget Me..., My Beautiful Sinking Ship, The Stars at Saint Andrea)? In The Nursery, Hindle Wakes (warning: pretty much nothing else they've done is anything like this, so don't even bother)? Sigur Ros, ()? Cocteau Twins (anything, but Treasure and Heaven or Las Vegas are good places to start)? Dead Can Dance (Toward the Within)? Camille (Le Fil)? Lhasa, The Living Road? Keith Jarrett, Sun Bear? Mike Oldfield, The Killing FIelds? I'm listening to If You Forget Me... right now, every once in a while, I go through a Devics mood where I have to play everything I have by them, repeatedly). I just can't imagine anyone not liking this, so I have to admit to not being very good at this. If you like funny lyrics, some of my favorites are: Crack the Sky (sardonic, jaded, sarcastic; try "Robots for Ronnie", "Lighten Up McGraw", "Too Cold to be Cool"); Steve Kilbey/The Church (literate; "Limbo"); Momus (clever/funny, "The History of Sexual Jealousy, parts 17-24)"; bawdy to the extreme, "The Penis Song"); Voltaire (silly, "Brains", "The Vampire Club"). I'd be curious what fraction of that is already familiar to you, not just the number, but which ones, and whether or not you like them.

Just finished Perfume Tree, Feeler; just starting A Lifetime Away -- ugh, there are spots on the CD that are completely see-thru, I hope it plays okay. The music is great, of course.

Now I want black & purple bacon.

Hurray!

I'm wearing my Jayne Cobb hat today.

tuna salad samich Indeed.

It's too hot for pants. I got nuthin'. I weep for their beauty.

Yeah, it was all the rage over here as well (at least in my circles). To throw things into the works (spanners, wieners, whatevers), I used to think that William S. Burroughs was the author, but since learned otherwise -- didn't actually learn her name, but could've googled it. So I just wrote, "...uh...er...someone" as a reference to that whole confusion. Hey, at least I knew that I didn't know.

I wonder how warm it gets. I wonder what the rate of guns locking up is. I wonder...how much it is...