Monday

not working

I took the day off from my real job today to work on a magazine article that was due Friday. Unfortunately, instead of getting much working done, I find myself sitting here on my porch in the unbelievable warm, spring weather, feet up, drinking a gin & tonic, eating chocolate chip cookies, and compulsively organizing all my music which has now just been returned to me in iPod form (a brave person agreed to take ALL my CDs and convert them to MP3s, which has now been accomplished, after weeks and weeks.).

I am rediscovering stuff I haven't listened to in ages (Game Theory, Mission of Burma, The Lyres, The Pogues) and enjoying some really good stuff I just started listening to in recent months. The best new thing I've stumbled onto in the past few months is The New Pornographers. Recommended by someone I had never met before, and for some reason I actually went and bought one of their CDs. Good call.



So, so, so, so good. Listening to Electric Version now. May dance down the street....

Must work.

Must, must work.

This record is so good that I may have to actually turn it OFF in order to pay attention to what I am supposed to be writing about.

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