I finally just pledged some cash to WTMD, our local actually good radio station. For a long time I thought “why even try when I can get exactly what I want, when I want it, now? Why bother when the radio can play ten things I don’t like first? But this past week they have been making me regret my ambivalence by playing the top 897 artists voted in by listeners. People, it is chaos. Cats and dogs. Hues and cries. However! I am actually tuning in because it’s such an adventure! Where did my votes land? What crazy incompetent buffoons made the list? Did I realize that I don’t hate Morphine (number 426) nearly as much as I thought? It’s just rad. (I also installed the iPhone app! Yay!)
A “Missed Connection” moment might have happened for me today. Somewhere a dude might be writing:
You: Tattooed lady driving a Mazda. Me: Bald hottie also driving a Mazda. We were in traffic hell on rt 29 North, when our eyes met and you smiled at me and I smiled at you and it was a little slice of heaven…
What I was thinking as we shared that smile:
Dude, nice truck. A B3000? This guy clearly marches to a different drummer. Although, the B3000 is just a Ford Ranger. And Ford Rangers of that era had a sad tendency to spontaneously combust… But still, I like remembering a time when trucks could have a wheel base of under 110 inches. Hey, that guy just smiled at me!
Today google reader made me look like a giant nerd in class. See, I’d been searching on Microbiology terms, so Reader suggested I subscribe to Small Things Considered, which I promptly did. I then read about Blood Falls. So then in class when we were learning about the great benefits of ice floating, I totally raised my hand totally Horschach style and did I explain Blood Falls? Yes, I did. And now everyone is going to beat me up on the playground.