Oh, the places we'll go!
I spent the evening last night working on my CD project. I think I mentioned this in an earlier posting... I don't remember. My mind isn't really functioning. This project? I didn't realize it would take forever and a day... Well, okay, I did, but...I guess I am getting bored. Sadly, I haven't even hit the jazz collection yet, nor my blues CDs. Hell, I haven't even gotten to my favs. You would think those would be the first. No, I decided to start with the bottom barrel of the collection... You know, that stuff you have but forgot you had because you moved on to more recent shit? ..It's the dust CDs from a bygone era of your life. "Hey! It's my New Christy Minstrel CDs! Wow! I remember my Minsterl period! Oh, hey! Seaseme Street LIVE!!!" Thankfully, I have none of those. But, for some strange reason I have a Neil Sedeca CD...................................... So, yeah what was I thinking when I bought some of this shit? And the Sedeca record? Was I ..... Did somebody put something in my drink? Dear lord!
I found a copy of the broadway musical Rent. I HATED HATED HATED that musical. The South Park guys did a great job summarizing it in their overlooked film Team America: World Police. I have the extended version, as you can never see to many puppets. They aren't just puppets policing the world. Nope! They are puppets that swear and blow-up Korean leaders. Damn good stuff. Hang on, I have to go get coffee. Ohh, that's a tad strong... Anyway, so, as I was sitting here, being staulked by a cat that I swear wants me dead, I started loading things on the iPod. I am partially ready to join the rest of the "cool" people and join them in complete musicalness. The places I will go with my iPod. I will go to the couch over there. I will go upstairs to that couch up there. Maybe I will go out to my car. I will go around my car and get the newspaper if there is one. I might get in my car. I might drive my car to the store or not to the store... I might take my iPod near a tree. I might throw the iPod at a tree. I won't throw my iPod at a tree. That would be dumb. I might walk around the block with it. I might run around the block with it. Who am I kidding? I will slowly mozy around the block with it. I might take it over hill...over dill...over hill and dill and then maybe pay a bill. Ummm... I might go North. I might go South. I might go east and west of the driveway. And for shits and giggles, I might just take the iPod to the University I attend to look really cool... I think the ultimate in complete coolness these days is to listen to the iPod while talking on the cellphone wearing black, leather jackets. No, how fucking cool is that? People are so fucking stupid sometimes. Man...
Yup, I have an iPod that has some shit on there back from the days of yesterday when I liked that shit. Those were the days. Those were the shit days. Those were the days when I thought Phil Collins was the end all to end all music. I couldn't be more wrong. I don't have him on CD at all. He's on cassette. To think there were days when we didn't have iPods, cassettes, or cell phones... How on Earth did we look cool then?
I know what you're saying, "Joe, you have no cool in you at all." I know. I know. I don't want to be cool. You can't look cool with the amount of damn orange Illini shirts I bought... What the hell was I thinking? Orange? Did I need that much orange?
So, yeah, my adventures of musicalness will begin whether I finish the CD project and wear orange or not!
I found a copy of the broadway musical Rent. I HATED HATED HATED that musical. The South Park guys did a great job summarizing it in their overlooked film Team America: World Police. I have the extended version, as you can never see to many puppets. They aren't just puppets policing the world. Nope! They are puppets that swear and blow-up Korean leaders. Damn good stuff. Hang on, I have to go get coffee. Ohh, that's a tad strong... Anyway, so, as I was sitting here, being staulked by a cat that I swear wants me dead, I started loading things on the iPod. I am partially ready to join the rest of the "cool" people and join them in complete musicalness. The places I will go with my iPod. I will go to the couch over there. I will go upstairs to that couch up there. Maybe I will go out to my car. I will go around my car and get the newspaper if there is one. I might get in my car. I might drive my car to the store or not to the store... I might take my iPod near a tree. I might throw the iPod at a tree. I won't throw my iPod at a tree. That would be dumb. I might walk around the block with it. I might run around the block with it. Who am I kidding? I will slowly mozy around the block with it. I might take it over hill...over dill...over hill and dill and then maybe pay a bill. Ummm... I might go North. I might go South. I might go east and west of the driveway. And for shits and giggles, I might just take the iPod to the University I attend to look really cool... I think the ultimate in complete coolness these days is to listen to the iPod while talking on the cellphone wearing black, leather jackets. No, how fucking cool is that? People are so fucking stupid sometimes. Man...
Yup, I have an iPod that has some shit on there back from the days of yesterday when I liked that shit. Those were the days. Those were the shit days. Those were the days when I thought Phil Collins was the end all to end all music. I couldn't be more wrong. I don't have him on CD at all. He's on cassette. To think there were days when we didn't have iPods, cassettes, or cell phones... How on Earth did we look cool then?
I know what you're saying, "Joe, you have no cool in you at all." I know. I know. I don't want to be cool. You can't look cool with the amount of damn orange Illini shirts I bought... What the hell was I thinking? Orange? Did I need that much orange?
So, yeah, my adventures of musicalness will begin whether I finish the CD project and wear orange or not!
posted by "Just" Joe at 8:28 AM
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