from the Star Tribune. linky

Neal Justin was way off base when, in his Oct. 16 article about celebrity
reality shows ("Hollywood's unreality shows"), he calls Pat Benatar a "dubious"
celebrity.... [Benatar jizzfest] ...Every young girl in the early '80s dressed
or wanted to be Pat Benatar.

CHRIS PEAK, CHICAGO

most people write to their local papers' op/ed sections to rant about politics or how today's society is going to hell in a handbasket. this guy, however, has the free time to write an out-of-town newspaper about fucking Pat Benatar. the line I found most precious (Every young girl in the early '80s dressed or wanted to be Pat Benatar) is oddly out of place in justifying Benatar's place as a 'major' celebrity, considering that the letter writer is presumably not young, female or living in the early 80s. thanks for your letter, sir, but we'd like you to join the 21st century now.

actually, stay where you are.

now playing on iPod: The Badlees 'Fear of Falling'

this is what you've been waiting for guys. I wanna hear what debilitating social quirks are keeping me from landing dates. and... GO

now playing on iPod: Josh Kelley 'Almost Honest'

edit: I'm already trying to ditch my clingy-ness. it goes in fits and starts. so, other quirks besides that one

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I was taking a short nap just now, due to my cold, but it cut short by a terrible dream I just had.

I'm at my house, and for some reason my mom and grandparents are in the kitchen, and the first thing I do when I get up there is get into a screaming match with my mom. I don't remember what set it off even. so anyhoo, I take a short walk outside and I find Austin and some of the neighborhood kids playing in a hilly field behind our house. so I start playing with Austin and we were having so much fun that we didn't care that it had started to rain. then some dude in a heavy duty truck decides he wants to go mudding, and I see out of the corner of my eye this huge truck skidding in a big patch of mud, turning right for Austin and the crowd of kids. I yell 'Look out!' at the crowd and they scatter, but the truck still gets Austin and flings him fron the corner of the bumper into the base of a nearby tree, then speeds off. I run to him, calling his name, but when I get to him the only response is him weakly raising his hand to meet mine. I reach for my phone to call 911, but it isn't in my pocket, so I pick up my poor little brother in my arms and carry him back to my house, all the while yelling for help.

I wish I knew if this dream meant anything.

now playing on iTunes/iPod: silence

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it's Wednesday. or I guess Thursday now. this is also the longest I've gone without my own computer since like 2001. it's getting kinda brutal; I never thought I'd miss Trillian or Photoshop as much as I do. I hope to put an end to this madness in about a week, and at the same time, not having the compy to distract me when I should be doing other things is kinda nice.

I began my drywalling project yesterday. unfortunately I am also coming down with some sort of cold, which is gonna make the sanding extra fun. oh well, I'm enjoying doing it and showing people that I do actually posess some guy qualities. hopefully I'll be done with all the drywall and wallpaper stripping by the end of next week so I can begin painting.

that's really all that is shaking at this time. later....

now playing on iTunes/iPod the last.FM player: Ben Folds 'Losing Lisa'

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and I ran my phone through the washing machine. I didn't win the Powerball either.

help me out here, guys

now playing on iTunes/iPod: silence

addendum: my hard drive is fried and so is my CPU. I place the blame squarely on Dubya. my phone however seems to be extremely durable. the colors in the display ain't quite right but the camera and the speaker/mic work perfectly

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so back in June I bought Pat McGee Band's Revel from the iTunes Music Store. then today, with iTunes 6, they roll out a new recommendations page, but I think there are still some algorithms to be worked out:



um, thanks but no thanks. but at least they got it right with my purchase of the 'Must Have Been Love' single:



now playing on iTunes/iPod:

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oh not much, thanks for asking. I am trying out a new site layout for the next couple days, but don't worry because I can revert right back to the old design if needed

now playing on iTunes: Eric Clapton 'My Father's Eyes'

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it's totally true. that question comes from the OKCupid Christmas Freak test.

I got 192, by the way.

now playing on iTunes: Pat McGee Band "Anybody"

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so the past couple weeks I've been toying with the idea of getting professional photos done. mostly because my graduation pictures sucked ass, and other than that I haven't had a 'good' portrait since I was like 3. then, like magic or some crap, I get the church newsletter and it says that they're trying to put together a pictodirectory this November, which is awesomesauce because that means no sitting fees. I still have to buy portraits though, which even without sitting fees will probably run me like a hundred dollars. I also realized last week that I don't own a suit. so that's another 300 dollars, at the very least. :( why? so I can keep up with the Joneses. damn my materialistic tendencies

now playing on iTunes: Ben Folds Five 'Emilia Bright'

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I found an interesting little metal weight at work today:



there's nothing inherently special about it; it's just a piece of brushed steel with a couple of fabricated screw holes. the funny thing is though, the stamping in the block reads 'Rev. C'. the only thing I wanna know is how badly fucked up the first two versions of this metal block were to require a third revision.

now playing on iTunes/iPod: silence