Thursday tunes! Almost too late!
Yo La Tengo - Don’t Have To Be So Sad
the busby berkeleys - the arms of a hundred oil derricks (demo)
Laura Veirs - Bedroom Eyes
Enjoy! ~

Nashville has soy milk, too

Somewhere in the odyssey of the last six months I started to compile this list of places to move when I’d had enough of here. Lead amongst the pack was Chicago, which felt more like home to me than anywhere I’d been in a long time. Something about the lake, the food, the friendliness of the people, the arts, and the close proximity to both the prairies and the Cubs made for a perfect match. Then I spent most of the winter traveling to various places in the midwest, until I’d been to ten states in a matter of weeks. I’m beginning to see where I live as something totally different than I used to.
It seems to me now that I need to be somewhere that will compliment–and not shape–me. In other words, I want to co-exist with my chosen city rather than constantly find myself reacting to it. And then there’s the need to be able to ask for soy milk in my coffee and not feel like a dork. And DC never made me feel like a dork for wanting soy milk. ~

How long until my Mac can do this? Awesome touch haptic interfaces. ~

Whoever is tracking their stats using a beta of Measure Map: I am so jealous. I’m using StatCounter now and while it’s nice it can’t match the apparent sweetness of MM. Another one I’m coveting right now (and with good reason) is Mint. Hell, anything Shaun designs is bound to be good. ~

For the second day in a row I’ve left my cellphone at home. I had sort of a busy morning since I’m going to spend most of the day in meetings. That means I put almost as much into my morning ritual as I would on nights reserved for dates with my lady, because no one hates stinky worse than your lady or your local venture capitalist. So I’m trapped without a phone today, and no plausible escapes when I get those lovely calls from the road that help to meter out my day and make it a bit more bearable. Grumble. ~