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| Saturday, July 18th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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8:28a |
l2g, you should check this out, because I been Sabotaged Remastered album with a truckload of bonus tracks. I'll admit it, I'm a shill to the social network marketing. So sue me. |
cyranocyrano
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3:19a |
Hit that perfect beat, boy
Today I picked up a copy of the "Celtic Rock Tribute to the Cure" album by Seven Nations. And it turned out far better than I expected. I think even the reggae version of Love Song is starting to grow on me. There were a few very enjoyable tracks, most were listenable, and only Friday I'm in Love was judged not worth ripping. Usually with something like this (often on Cleopatra Records), you get one decent track and the rest is unrepentant crap. It turned out far better than most of these discoveries have any right to. |
| Friday, July 17th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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9:14p |
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l2g
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2:09p |
Social knotwork
I'm having a social-network identity crisis. That is to say, I'm having a crisis due to how many places I have an on-line identity. I have a lot of on-line friends, but they are scattered across multiple sites. And even though many of them have a few websites in common, there is no one place frequented by all of them (no, not even Facebook). I'm sending this through Ping.fm, which I've come to use more and more thanks to its ease of use and its ability to blast posts to multiple services at once. I think this may be the best solution available to me from a pool of just-okay ones. It lets me be heard on multiple sites and it doesn't require me to beg my friends to convert to something new. The problem still unresolved is that there's no way for me to collect any and all responses *from* friends across various sites into one place where I can read them. I could come close by using FriendFeed or another RSS reader/aggregator, but some sites (hello, Facebook?) don't make feeds available for things like that. On a slightly related note, I've been working on a chart of my "social knotwork" that shows the flow of posts I make onto and among the various sites I frequent. Maybe I will make it public, maybe not. P.S. This was supposed to go to both Facebook and LiveJournal, but it failed to make it onto LJ (I've copied it over manually). I hope that doesn't mean I have to mistrust Ping.fm now. |
cyranocyrano
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9:54a |
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| Thursday, July 16th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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11:57p |
Uh oh, it's magic.
Tonight we had our excursion to see the newest of the Harry Potter films. And I would say it easily falls into place as my second or third favorite, but there were two I strongly disliked and one I don't remember. It's easy to bash the parts of the film that didn't go well (and lord knows I did, in the lobby afterward. Hint: It's the name of the movie! Try to make it mean something.) but there were also parts that did (relationships between characters, business happening on camera but not part of the main focus). And most importantly of all, seeing this film reinspired me to get back to writing the *actual* seventh book of this series, Neville Longbottom and the Horcruxes, in which Harry Potter hunts down and destroys the horcruxes so that Neville (who in a surprise revelation actually *is* the chosen one) kicks Voldemort's ass across Hogwart's campus. Because Neville is a bad mother--.(I'm talkin' 'bout Longbottom.) All in all, Coyote says three wags; good for matinee viewing or pay-per-view. |
| Wednesday, July 15th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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10:54p |
Beofre I go to bed, I want to thank certain parties for cheering me up. It was termendously effective. much like the Sicissor Sisters, I have become comfortably numb. Good night! |
cyranocyrano
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10:14p |
woo hoo
You know you/ve been waiting for it--CJ Finalloy gives you a drunk post. But, of course, he's all alone. Expet for Uncle Shane. We've been drinking together since the guests left, and now we're pretty monumentally fucked up. But we're boring. Aaaaaaand that's pretty much it. Now you can stop writing in with request for drunk posts. Bugger off! |
cyranocyrano
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12:55a |
too darn hot
Still nearly eighty in the house. Not really sleeping weather. Yay for friends who are up late. Work tomorrow will be fun. Matt Nathanson on Thursday. That will be actual fun. Sarah informed me that if I was still feeling poorly tomorrow, I was to call her and stay home. |
| Tuesday, July 14th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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11:12a |
Brief amusement
This enthusiastic review of Sitara bore the placidly self contradicting title of: reasonably good indian take-out!!!!!!!Holy crap, mum! It's reasonably good! Get in the car!! Get! In! The! Car! Okay, now I'm all worn out and am going back to bed. |
| Monday, July 13th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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12:17p |
I was just opining to a friend how it felt like I had a hangover, and it logically followed that I was owed a night of drinking. And then I got to wondering if I had people on my friendslist who find the idea of a night of drinking attractive. Here's your chance--sound off! |
cyranocyrano
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7:06a |
Let the hearings begin.
I'm curious to see whether the Supreme Court hearings tradition continues where the candidate answers every question with "I don't know" or "I can't recall". |
| Sunday, July 12th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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4:57p |
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| Friday, July 10th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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9:42a |
Keep on crazy
After the fortieth or fiftieth glowing report of how genius it was for Palin to quit her job, I wonder if perhaps more 'lame duck' Republicans (Governors, Congressmen, Mayors, what have you) should follow suit. We could call it "A Few Months Without Republicans" and it would serve as an object lesson to all of us just how much we need them. |
| Thursday, July 9th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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11:19a |
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cyranocyrano
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7:11a |
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| Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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11:34p |
Hooray for rediscovering pieces of your past that you wanted to rediscover. Even if certain pieces do keep you up far too late. |
cyranocyrano
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8:02a |
BACON!
Lovely evening last night with Clay (who totally should have gotten that Very Goode Job, on account of being talented and also full of funny). I admired the new place, and trembled at the vision of an artist given a canvas with some inconveniently placed walls. I just wish things were a little closer together--it took me two hours to get home. ): |
| Tuesday, July 7th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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3:24p |
On this date
In 1928, the first sliced bread (Sliced Kleen Maid Bread) was sold, in Missouri. At that point, it was the best thing ever. (This information brought to you by my 'Forgotten English' calendar, a Christmas present from moonlightnrain whose birthday today is.) |
cyranocyrano
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8:12a |
Down with the Sickness
I can't find it, but I think Will Shetterly made a post or posted an article about how the most popular option in the 'Revamp Health Care' discussion wasn't being discussed. Polls say that about sixty percent of people would like to see a public option on the docket. You know, like those abject failures in France and Canada. Last month, ABC had a town hall meeting to discuss 'questions from every vantage point' and, according to the article (I didn't actually watch ABC that night) the subject didn't come up. Anyway. That's all lead up for more lefty Communist flag waving from the 'F' word.There. Now I'm fabulously late for work. |
| Monday, July 6th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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11:38p |
Love Cats Empire
When I first heard of them, I thought The Cat Empire were some kind of poppy girl group, maybe conflating them with the Pussycat Dolls and Cat Power (Cat power, baby! Meow!), possibly with some make up styling tips from Peter Criss. Then I heard one of their songs--a cover of Hotel California in prime French Cafe style with the Gitani accordion accompanying. So when one of my birthday presents was their "So Many Nights" album, I really no longer had any idea what to expect. Except I'm fairly certain that it wasn't this Norteño funk mix that I got. I *was* just going to listen to a track or two, to make certain that Apple's crude lesson* hadn't screwed up the download, but here it is nearly midnight and I'm tempted to flip back to the beginning rather than write this quick review to the tune of Cats Laughing. (The one band I was pretty certain TCE did *not* sound like, but the next in line alphabetically.) It's a lively sound, very energetic, and one that's very fluid. It flows from point to point in the genre blend the band occupies. I'm looking forward to owning some good speakers again, so that I can play this on them at sufficient volume to satisfy me. *The lessons of Apple: The nail that sticks up will be pounded down. Why can't you just be like everybody else? Why you gotta Think Differently? |
cyranocyrano
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6:02p |
Mmm. Philadelphia Story. A possibly perfect film. |
cyranocyrano
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8:44a |
Gonna have a good time
Given the number of beautiful women offering me best wishes, I'm entertaining a motion to make every day my birthday. |
| Sunday, July 5th, 2009 |
cyranocyrano
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11:14p |
You'd better listen to the voice of reason
Episode two of "So you want to be a DJ" went well, even if I will have to miss the first class. Got lost again, but allowed enough time to do so. And one of my classmates reminds me far too much of WindRose, except for the nose ring and several tattoos. |
cyranocyrano
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7:53a |
Hello there, ladies and gentlemen
Update to getting the band back together: The housemate decided, of the moment, to get people together for the long-promoted but never attempted and inaccurately named Endless Setlist on Rock Band. Our line up was Tersa, HarleyMae, CyranoCyrano, zdashamber, and motleypolitico, and we kicked things off around eleven. Most of the proceedings were simply endurance--we crunched through the earlier, easy, songs with an almost callous indifference, but the fans were just thrilled to see Gone Plaid back together again. They bought a crapload of t-shirts. We breezed through the bugaboo of Green Grass and High Tides, and our goal was in sight--the 58th and final song was "Won't Get Fooled Again" and with it the accolades of our peers and industry. Alas, tragedy struck on song 57. (Musicians call it "The Heinz Curse".) The hand controller for the microphone, the one piece not in use, the one piece whose batteries did not get swapped out for fresh, died half way through Run to the Hills. And for a split second, the menu screen popped up to inform us that it had lost connection and we should press (X) if we wanted to return to the main menu. Of course, at that point, all of us were furiously pressing (X) as we tried to keep up. And before we knew it, or had any understanding why, we'd been booted out of the game. The fans, as we, were stunned into silence. Most of them filed out of the auditorium, crushed. Those who remained, we played an encore, but our hearts obviously weren't in it. VH1 says that if we do it again and promise to succeed, they'll do a "Behind the Music" special on our triumphant rise from the ashes. |
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