That is the rallying cry as I enter this building's Starbucks--the guatemalan blend is my favorite, so I've recycled RD's term from long ago. It's still funny. Mike, the person whose resume I've promised to fix, pours with glee and sometimes gives me a free-of-charge slice o'cake to go with it. So generous!
And now, I will play KJou's song...."Overjoyed." I'm burning up my RealPlayer with tons of stuff. I even dug out my copy of Portishead's Dummy yesterday. I haven't played that since Brian Booch and I hung out during the early 90's. He's married with a kid now, but still living with Mom. Any wonder why we faded from each other? I remember how much she hated me. That amuses me no end. Still, we shared good music, he had a cool cat named Toby, and he was a decent guitarist. I never cared for his blatantly poor choice of girlfriends (of which I wasn't, thankfully), so I wonder what the wife looks like. Nahhh...still don't care.
Speaking of music, what the hell happened to my copy of Us by Peter Gabriel? Hmmm...I know Anya didn't borrow it. Coulda sworn I had that on cd. Where did it go? My vinyl copy of Big Audio Dynamite's E=mc2 is also missing....sing it with me
Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings no people prophecy
Timeslide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery oh oh
And everyone says rappers started with samples. No, go back to 1985 and download this song. Pretty groundbreaking. I think of it as the audio equivalent of that old HBO show Dream On. Snippets, clips.
No one's really here today, and I've vowed to do as little work as possible. I've earned it, I think. Looks like I won't be getting my birthday off like I hoped, but that's ok. My co-worker's Mom is sick, and she has to fly home. It'll just be me and the dolts next week. I'll have to savor the rest of this afternoon. And yes, I'm leaving before 6 pm. In fact, I'm leaving at 5:25 with everyone else.
Pbbbbbthhhhbbbbttt on them.
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