12 / thom / gigs

because we are twelve: Today the Mr. and I have been married 12 years. We're practically a teenager now, and maybe we should start acting like adults if we want to be treated like adults.

For the record, I do know how lucky I am :)

new yorke: Hey. Did y'all know that Thom Yorke was putting out a solo album by himself? Well, while I was moping about not being able to go to see Radiohead play last night at Bonnaroo (paying $185 to camp in the heat and mud all weekend? no thanks!), I stumbled upon not only news of this album, but an illicit download of same, which does make up a little bit for not actually seeing them play live. The album, called The Eraser isn't due to hit the stores until 07/11 (and I will actually be at Grimey's on that day, overly excited, ready to purchase a legit copy). After just a couple of listens, it reminds me somewhat of Amnesiac and Kid A in that it tends more toward the experimental than the rockish. In other words, despite what Mr. Yorke is apparently saying about these songs not being appropriate for Radiohead, this project of his sounds like a Radiohead record, pretty much. Which, IMO = yay!

I can already see I need a bigger one: As of yesterday, I finally got a bigger external drive. The old 80G drive has had...issues. It still works, but it has betrayed my trust a time or two with disastrous data loss resulting. The new drive is very tiny and cute and, more importantly, holds 250G worth of whatever. I don't just need storage space: in my efforts to convert various video formats to something playable on standalone DVD players, some of the programs I'm fiddling with require a full 9 GB of maneuvering room to convert a single ~350 MB file.

fangirls and cowgirls: I'm going to pick up stone_princesss and ethrosdemon to see the Avett Brothers doing an in-store performance at the oft-plugged Grimey's record store (despite the frequent mentions, I have no financial stake in the place - I just love that I have such a good record store nearby for purposes of loitering and purchasing both). Happily, I believe it is somewhat less sweltering today, which means I can wear my cowgirl boots. Yeah, all I care about is my outfit. Once I've actually heard the band, however, I'm sure that the balance of enthusiasm will shift their way.

12 / thom / gigs

because we are twelve: Today the Mr. and I have been married 12 years. We're practically a teenager now, and maybe we should start acting like adults if we want to be treated like adults.

For the record, I do know how lucky I am :)

new yorke: Hey. Did y'all know that Thom Yorke was putting out a solo album by himself? Well, while I was moping about not being able to go to see Radiohead play last night at Bonnaroo (paying $185 to camp in the heat and mud all weekend? no thanks!), I stumbled upon not only news of this album, but an illicit download of same, which does make up a little bit for not actually seeing them play live. The album, called The Eraser isn't due to hit the stores until 07/11 (and I will actually be at Grimey's on that day, overly excited, ready to purchase a legit copy). After just a couple of listens, it reminds me somewhat of Amnesiac and Kid A in that it tends more toward the experimental than the rockish. In other words, despite what Mr. Yorke is apparently saying about these songs not being appropriate for Radiohead, this project of his sounds like a Radiohead record, pretty much. Which, IMO = yay!

I can already see I need a bigger one: As of yesterday, I finally got a bigger external drive. The old 80G drive has had...issues. It still works, but it has betrayed my trust a time or two with disastrous data loss resulting. The new drive is very tiny and cute and, more importantly, holds 250G worth of whatever. I don't just need storage space: in my efforts to convert various video formats to something playable on standalone DVD players, some of the programs I'm fiddling with require a full 9 GB of maneuvering room to convert a single ~350 MB file.

fangirls and cowgirls: I'm going to pick up stone_princesss and ethrosdemon to see the Avett Brothers doing an in-store performance at the oft-plugged Grimey's record store (despite the frequent mentions, I have no financial stake in the place - I just love that I have such a good record store nearby for purposes of loitering and purchasing both). Happily, I believe it is somewhat less sweltering today, which means I can wear my cowgirl boots. Yeah, all I care about is my outfit. Once I've actually heard the band, however, I'm sure that the balance of enthusiasm will shift their way.