Dusty Chalk

Just wow. I have expressed a similar sentiment, but not so eloquently spoken.

I'm not sure I can put it into words. I just know that something goes away -- and no, it's not a veil -- when I listen to high-res PCM (24/96), SACD, or analog.

First of all, quit calling them "electro" -- I'm thinking music, took me a sentence or two before I understood you were talking about "electrostatics". If you're going to shorten the name, at least use the same contraction that everyone else uses: "stats". Oh, and smooth jazz sucks, you should stop listening to it. Jazz is awesome, and some of the best is some of the smoothest, but "smooth jazz" is a different genre entirely -- music for people who don't really like music.

Good, I'm glad the sound is adequate.

You don't think "Shakespeare" would shake out as the popular choice, given a large enough statistical sample?

Ooh, nekkid.

Why the hell would black be "distracting"? I think you just wanted something to put in the "con" column, I don't think there really is any cons to black. Other than it gets dirty fairly easily too. Not as easily as white, but easier than say, paisley or marble or camo or anything else that already looks "splotchy". Especially shiny solid black (e.g. piano black, or in your case, "black smooth").

How about just putting a navel on them. That way you look like you're really an orange with a human costume on.

That's just stupid -- there are some really great costumes designed for one person, but made to look like it's really two entities. E.G.: Or, conversely, he should just get a child to play C3PO.

My dad: "If you can't tell...who cares?"

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Wow, she won an internal lottery or something? Or was that some sort of reward for a job well done? Or does everyone at that company get to do that?

x2! Feel good story of the ...er... week. Or something.

That was one of my favorite moments in the movie. On paper, you would think that it would totally derail the emotional momentum -- it's a totally random, comedic moment at a rather crucial moment in the film -- and yet it totally works. It's like the anticlimax before a big climax on a really good Trevor Horn 12" remix.

Pffft.

I say an abstraction of a Gordian knot.

That is a thing of beauty.

I guess it depends on how faithful it is to the original story... I remain untethered to my cellphone (much to the chagrin of anyone trying to get in touch with me right then and there).

Get a kitten. Bobby is wonderfully low-maintenance -- even manages to amuse himself most of the day. And he's too young to know any other way of life than the one I provide him. (So, for example, he doesn't know that many cats don't like their bellies rubbed.) Oh, and it will help with the roach problem. It will play with them to death. The senior citizen is high-maintenance and spoiled, so just a warning -- they do get that way when they get older. But you will love them so much by then it won't matter, you'll be more than happy to continue to spoil them. And get a rescue. Just 'cause they're so many of them in the world.

If you haven't moved in yet, now's the time to do it. Just bomb the place (and I don't mean explosive bomb ... just call an exterminator, they'll know what to do).

Epica, Design Your Universe -- just received the vinyl and the mailorder edition today.

It was still a very pleasant way to start the day.

Man, that's a small country.

No worries, man, we'll figure each other out eventually.

Oh. No, less sarcastic, more self-deprecating court-jester kind of thing. (But it's an understandable mistake, considering how often I am sarcastic.)