I recently bought a copy of Counting Crows “August and Everything After” on cd. I have it on tape, but I wanted the cd as a replacement to the one I lost when I crashed my car and the tow truck driver stole a significant amount of my collection (okay, so this was four years ago, but I am still slowly replacing stuff.)
I thought that all was well when I bought a copy for less than 6 bucks off of Amazon from someone selling it used. I was fine with that, this cd is not crucial. So, I bought. As I have bought from Amazon used before, it’s always worked out rather well.
I opened my package yesterday and found a mint condition Hootie and the Blowfish.
Conversation as follows:
Elle: (insert above story here…) “and found a mint condition Hootie and the Blowfish.”
Sig Other: “Was it at least their good one?”
Elle: (incredulously) “Are you dicking with me?”
I have another story that concerns tampons at a friends workplace, but I’ll save that for later. And when I say later, I mean never.
From the new issue of Ã‰migrÃ© magazine, courtesy Mike:
QUALITY VS. MEMORY-QUALITY
”In your top-10-films*-of-all-time-list you will probably find some items that, if seen for the first time now, wouldn’t survive your current critical standards. And still they are the ones that brought you the unforgettable user experience. And now, much better films from much better directors will probably never cause you to feel that way again. Now you know better.
*or songs, or design pieces.”
Sig Other leaves for Iceland on Saturday. Sig Other is not taking me. But Sig Other and I may save up and go to Africa next year. Rock.
I want Starbucks. BAD. Damn them. I hate Starbucks. That mermaid logo with her wee beady eyes, taunting me. Corporate Coffee!
PS I own Mat’s soul. Anyone who wants a piece, just let me know.