I guess I'm better. Whatev. I'm well enough to sit up at least. Picked up the guitar, even. How is it that every time I look up the chords to a Wilco song I like, it's always GCD with maybe an Am or an F? How can one guy make so many different cool songs with the same material? Today: "Handshake Drugs," D, G, F.
Slate has a pretty funny four minute
segment from the This American Life show that starts on Showtime this Thursday. It's animated by Chris Ware, even. I still think I will prefer the radio version of the show, but that may be because I don't have cable and will never see the Showtime version.
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You'd be suprised the magic that can be made with G, C, D, and A. Suddenly you realize you're listening to the same stuff all the time.
I'm also a classic rock fan though, so that kinda goes without saying.
Alka-Seltzer plus flu? It tastes horrible but works for a while. I remember the old meth-infested Sudafed used to help me, but the new stuff is pretty bogus.
I figured things out tonight . . it had been almost ten days since I'd made waffles. So, waffles for dinner at 8:30 and I'm feeling better already.
MBW . . . two flats! That sounds like my bike luck. C read me an email announcement for some public art symposium that had your name written all over it. Are you involved with that?
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