Die, monster! You don't belong in this world.
Sweet fuck, it's Tuesday. And I posted that it's Monday. I need to get a job.
Need, not want. I want to do what I'm doing now. Which is nothing. It's just hard to generate an income this way.
Did I mention Bjork's Vespertine is incredible in surround?
What's today, Monday? Yeah. Last week on um, Thursday I think, I went to Bandera (the city) with a couple friends from high school (Mark and Mike, should that mean something to you) to re-enact a high school field trip we were a part of (where we, er, went to Bandera, a play off "Blue Highways" if memory serves). We also wanted to find this bomb-ass burger joint called "El Jacalito," where we ate the first time. It was pretty fun, in any case, and we did find the restaurant, although they moved, and they were closed for remodeling, and they no longer serve burgers.
I've been meaning to talk to you about DVD audio. Music has before been predominantly presented through stereo sound. There are now two formats, SACD and DVD audio, that present music in surround sound, at resolutions higher than what standard, stereo CDs are capable of. There aren't many titles available yet on SACD and even fewer on DVD audio, but there are some good selections thus far nonetheless. Bjork's Vespertine, in particular, is pretty incredible in surround.
Of course, not all of them are as well produced. For example, the Blue Oyster Cult DVD audio disc that is available is garbage. An insult to my intelligence, even.
Just FYI - DVD audio discs will play in a normal DVD player, though not at the same resolution they will in a DVD player that specifies that it plays the discs. SACD discs will only play in an SACD player.
I had a craving for some Fruit Loops a couple days ago, so I bought some. I'm going to have some now. Perhaps mixed with some Grape Nuts?
"HEY MAN, YOU LIKE LAPTOP COMPUTERS?"
That's what a black man with dreaded hair in a hooded sweatshirt asked me after he pulled up next to me when I was pumping gas today. I said I guess, he replied by telling me that he had a "TWO POINT FIVE GIG, DELL, IT'S A PENTIUM FOUR." I said thanks, but I really didn't need one. Then he drove off, and out of the gas station parking lot.
I typed his parts in caps because he was shouting. It was kind of odd.
On that note, I remember, before I owned a computer, thinking that older people who just turn PCs on and off when they don't know what's wrong with them were a bit naive. Like, the problem isn't just going to go away since you turned your PC off and,
Heaven forbid, counted to ten slowly. Now that I own a PC, I've discovered that the solution to most PC problems is: turn PC off, then turn it back on. Repeat as necessary.
In retrospect I should have asked that guy how much he wanted for the laptop. I could sell it again for more, probably.
