Okay, maybe I’m not ‘youth’ anymore. However, the other day, the news was depressing me past my usual ability to bear it, and I switched back over to 89.9 FM, my favorite station for a long time. It was, in fact, only ousted from that position definitively by my long commute into Portland with little sleep, on which words were required in order that I might not drowse and allow the car to have its head. In less than an hour of listening, I had identified two things I Could Not Live My Whole Life Without, and therefore added to my [(À propos of nothing, nothing at all, did you know it’s my birthday next Wednesday? You know, just randomly and à propos of nothing.)|text|PYP played this. Damn, what is it? It’s scrumptious! It’s lovely! Oh, of course, Bartok. And later still, God, what am I humming? It’s Bartok again. Intoxicating stuff.
Immediately after adding the offenders to my wishlist, I resolutely stopped listening and went back to NPR, grimly listening even to direct audio quotes of the Shrubling. I don’t have the money to listen to the classical music station. My stomach lining I can still afford to lose a little of.
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I beg to differ
I think your stomach lining is much more valuable than a few classical CDs.
A few months ago, I listened to NPR during my commute for about a month. Then I decided that I was better off not listening to NPR. Here is my reasoning: NPR tells me about terrible things that are happening far away. Knowing about these things make me less happy, but these things have little to no bearing on my life, for the most part. Those bits that do, are usually reported by Google news, which I scan through at least once a day.
So, I listen to CDs during my commute. I think it’s made me a happier person.
Re: I beg to differ
Not all of it’s like that! This morning they did a piece on John Kerry’s high school garage band. Also, an opinion piece about how while we are at the 40th anniversary from the Beatles Landing, we are at the 30th anniversary of the worst pop music year evar. I laughed a good deal.
Also, you know me, my habits, and how much money I manage to save each month. Can I really afford a minimum of 2 more CDs each month? And, frankly, two CDs added to wishlist from ONE HOUR? This seems a bit much!
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Well, you’re not alone, if that’s any comfort. This morning I sat and fiddled a bit with my camera, when something struck me. I wandered into the living room and had a long stare at my bookshelf. No books on photography whatsoever. Huh. The result speaks for itself. I think at this point my Amazon wish list has taken on the proportion of “what I’ll buy, once I win the lottery”. Ah, the joys of wistful [sic] thinking. :o)
Re: I beg to differ
When’s your birthday?
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January 23rd – but that aside, what I think I meant was that my Amazon wishlist bears a character of being a list of things I would get in the very unlikely event that I had unlimited funds. I do, occasionally, get some of the stuff on there for myself, but with the current rate of accretion, I will surely need a better paying job to chew my way through it. Besides, there are things that make me happier than stuff you can get from the vaults of Amazon. :o)
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Egad, January 23rd? Happy birthday!
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Well, I didn’t exactly advertise it, but thanks a lot anyway. :o)
Re: I beg to differ
So how badly to you want that silk ribbon embroidery book…? :)
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See, this is why people can’t be allowed to push THEIR wishlists on MY website. Bad GreyStork!
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PUSH??? But… I didn’t think anyone were pushing anything. Alright, then. I solemnly promise it shall never happen again. Honestly.
Re: I beg to differ
Well, I almost said “pimp” rather than “push” but I decided not to :p
And I do not require your solemn promise. I do not think anyone who would have gotten me a birthday present will suddenly decide to get you one instead :p Worry not.
Re: I beg to differ
Alright, I won’t. However, the next question remains – when is your birthday?
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Wednesday. The day of Odin. Le dix-huit fevrier. I plan to have a party. I haven’t bothered inviting anyone yet, so heaven knows if it’ll pan out. :)