Light micro-news catchup... Janell is finished with her studio work for a while and she's catching up on her downtime. Right now she's busy trolling the web for new hairstyle ideas for both of us. I'm ready to clean up my act and she's considering bangs. We're so vain, you probably think this blog is about us, don't you? Don't you? DON'T YOU? (insert guitar solo)
If you recently clicked the "my wishlist" that used to be in the upper left column and looked at it and thought I had really stupid and lame-ass taste in cultural product, you're right. I found the error of my ways while walking Father John through the process of fulfilling my Christmas wishes. I told him what to click and then he said, "Oh, OK, I see it. You want "March of the Penguins," a Madonna CD, and a Barbie camera." I had the wrong link inserted in that little rigged up notes link that I made. ( I think that's why Ben left me this comment, he sensed that I really must be cooler than all that. He was probably so shaken by my dissonance that he then developed the app he told me about. I am glad my failure inspires others to action and application development.) I then pointed him to the real list and now he's going ballistic with all that good gift buying glee. Perhaps if he gets me that autoharp I'll compose an ode to his generosity. If you get it for me I will afford you the same tribute. Seriously. I'll write a whole folk-rock opera for whoever buys me an autoharp for Christmas. I will also record those tunes and post them here for your auditory stimulation. You can then forward them to your friends, indicating to them what a benevolent and generous mofo you are. If I become famous because of this, I will not give you the trappings of my fame. I will give you props and say that you believed in me when and tout you among the great people in my life who have give me that leg up when I was feeling most lamed (Kyle, Louise, Crain, Donnybroook, Susan, Janell, Joel, SuperPowers, etc.). My hit single would be all about how you blew an i-pod sized chunk of change on helping me folk rock out. What it would do is this: force me to learn how to play something, learn how to use Garage Band (since I owe you a folk rock opera) and get better at singing. It would build accountability and all of the internets (GW - how ya been?) would beat my bottom if I failed to deliver. Boy, now I am committed.