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March 1, 2024

You’re pretty sure you’re gonna die in a couple hours.. what is on your playlist?

Fri Mar 1 13:45:45 2024

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whistles quietly….

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Fri Mar 1 13:18:33 2024

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Me in conversation: I can’t hear you because of the background noise

Me right now: three different “ADHD study music” tabs running simultaneously along with Morning Joe and I’m tracking it just fine.

I had four, but one of them had a note that was just like the Facebook notification bell so i had to shut it down.

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Fri Mar 1 09:54:22 2024

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https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL8GXME0nl1x7hbvd2OYnz7f7O5dMSpFyS&si=rBiGtiY2absMwvj5

I bought this one at the ARC a few weeks ago but didn’t get a chance to listen to it for a bit. I enjoyed it quite a bit, it had some hints of JCSuperstar to me.

I’m really enjoying getting in touch with some older music (I’ve decided that one of the inputs for my browsing is families getting rid of mom’s collection after she passes, like the shoe thing I mentioned earlier). I’m going each week, taking a half dozen at a time, shuffling through them, and continuing. Takes about an hour at my local branch. I’ll have to share a pic of the shelf because that’s the kind of thing we do whennwe have a camera in our hands at all times.

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Thu Feb 29 21:25:56 2024

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Saw the first playing of Dune Part Two. It was great. Long. Got a little confusing at the end. They had a commemorative popcorn bucket but it was $29. I didn’t buy one, but as we were the last ones out of the theater, picked up one that someone abandoned. Not the one that looks like a worm’s mouth, it’s just a large plastic bucket with some artwork on it.

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Thu Feb 29 13:58:39 2024

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Maybe it’s just me, but I think I’m gonna be done with Wendy’s, whatever they’re gonna decide to do going forward. Anyone with me? (doesn’t count if you never go there anyway, good for you making better choices than me, maybe)

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Thu Feb 29 13:33:25 2024

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I live right next to Lyons, Colorado!

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Thu Feb 29 09:42:49 2024

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Later today. first matinee of the first day, before the “official” opening day. Saved a bunch of money not needing a tux.

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Thu Feb 29 09:32:08 2024

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So there is this thread that says “what is a movie that this generation has never heard of?” I commented on the thread, but here it is for your consideration. There are several movies by this title, but this one is in my top 10, towards the top of that list.

What do you call it when overloading of a name makes it hard to find the older thing?

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088821/

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Thu Feb 29 09:17:24 2024

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It’s kind of handy when you make a sign with a website, too. Gods I hated some of the signs I was paid to install that didn’t do this.

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Thu Feb 29 08:15:13 2024

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I didn’t get as many CDs this week and it was hard to find a standout. This is my second one by these guys. I often kind of dismissed drums with “native American” flute CDs as a new age trope. And it kind of is, but the drumming on this and the other one is pretty complex. I listened to the other one swinging in my hammock and kept getting lost on the drums. Maybe you’ll like it too.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_k7BNzsaawvvqMwu_2CVPmKDIHTo7PAeDQ&si=yUOBUMZuqCJIdYkV

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Thu Feb 29 07:53:02 2024

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On February 29, 1992, we decided to get divorced. What happened to you, of note, on February 29?

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Thu Feb 29 01:01:47 2024

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I won’t see this the same again

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Wed Feb 28 13:13:51 2024

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âLife moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.ââFerris Bueller

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Wed Feb 28 11:30:51 2024

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For many many years, I would say that I liked just about any kind of music except rap and country. Oh and I made a point of hating disco for a long time. Let’s unpack that a little bit.

Disco… I was in high school in the last years of the 1970s. I graduated high school, dead middle of my class (middle fifth, as i remember) in 1980. I got all the lectures leading up to that “why don’t you live up to your potential?” When I took the aptitude tests with the little dots that you had to fill with a #2 pencil…. I liked mechanical pencils because my dad was really into them. Did you know that HB lead is the same as a #2 pencil? You have to scribble a little bit longer when your lead is .5 mm. Yay metric system. I looked at my 8th grade thing, and for some reason when they asked what i wanted to be when i grew up (my standard answer was “a millionaire” lol), for some reason I checked of sales and law enforcement. Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking either.

In Detroit in the 1970s, we had a radio station called WRIF. IT was a rock and roll radio station that played the usual stuff that became “classic rock” a decade later. They had a thing called the “DREAD card”. DREAD stood for “Detroit Rockers Engaged in the Abolition of Disco”. They had a thing called the “Saturday night cleaver” where they would start a disco record and halfway through, they’d rip it off the tables and smash it into pieces. Have you ever smashed a record into pieces, intentionally? it’s kind of cathartic, TBH. You could get discounts with this card, a few cents off your fries at Burger King, maybe a little bit off your records at Harmony House. I hung onto that thing for many many years, and only lost it a few years ago when it broke in half. 40 years, piece of plastic, it happens. I think I have a picture of both sides on my facebook somewhere in the archives.

I didn’t know then that being anti-disco was racist and homophobic. I hadn’t had many experiences with homos (that’s what they were called back then, i can’t help it) but the first couple included being fed a bunch of alcohol and then… well we won’t go into that part here, trying to have as family friendly (ha!) feed here. Nah, why not, it might be cathartic to write this down. One was hitchhiking (i did that a lot back then), dude picks me up, and I wasn’t in a hurry to go anywhere yet, and he offered me a beer. I think I was 16. And then anther beer. And another. Pretty soon, I was pretty fucked up, and he found a back alley or something (I don’t know, I was drunk off my ass) and he tried to get me to such his dick. That didn’t last very long, I threw up in his car and lost my retainer. He dropped me off at the Livonia Mall and I walked home, about 8 miles more or less, in the rain. I ended up typing the experience up. I had a manual typewriter that I probably got from my mom, hunt and peck, and I typed up all kinds of things. I used to make cassette labels by hand on that thing. I think I retyped a William Burroughs novel… not Naked Lunch, maybe it was something called Junkie. Anyway, I typed that shit up and my dad found it because i left it in the carriage. Dad confronted me about it, it wasn’t a very long conversation, the only distinct thing I remember was he wanted to know if i had been cornholed. I had no idea what that was. We never spoke of it again.

Racism… my first encounter with black people was when i was about 11 or 12. I went to a YMCA summer camp called Camp Nissokone. I ended up going to that place for 9 years (there was a gap year in there when i was 16, so i guess technically only 8) and I was on staff the last three years. We would take these school buses up from the various YMCA branches around the Metro area. Some of the kids came from “the inner city” and we heard that their fees were paid by other people who weren’t their parents. I don’t know exactly what happened, but in my diary that I was keeping for a short time was that within a couple hours I got my ass kicked by some black kids. I got over that, and I made some really good friends there who were black. It got better. When I was 14, my cabin was half white kids, half black kids. I learned a lot talking during rest period, and talking into the night about how kids downtown thought of the world. Some of their attitudes towards women appall me even now. For instance, sometimes they called girls “holes”.

That year, I kind of had a crush on girl named Laura (I’ve looked her up on a late night google binge. I found her. It never ceases to amaze me that you can find women by their maiden names on the internet. I figured that wouldn’t be a thing. I was wrong on more than one occasion.) and they had a dance one night in the Crow’s Nest.I wanted to ask her to dance because, well that’s what you’re supposed to do. I remember the song, it was Peter Frampton’s “Do you feel like i do” where he puts one of those weird mics in his mouth to make him sound all electronic. Anyway, the guys in my cabin practically shoved me towards her, I asked her and we danced. They were cheering from the sides. I’m crying a little bit thinking of it right now. I had a picture of her taken on the last day, while we were standing around with our luggage around us. I kept in touch, I used to call her occasionally, and one time I “ran away”. I did that a couple times. basically went on walkabout. For some reason, i ended up going to Dearborn because that’s where she lived, another time I went to see my friend Jim Tino. I wasn’t really running away, i wasn’t prepared in any way for that. When I visited Laura, pretty quickly I’m sure her mom called my parents and they came and got me. It was within a mile or so of my dad’s office at the time, as I remember.

so yeah, I didn’t have any use for rap or country or disco. I’ve gotten past most of that. I like a Beastie Boys album, but unfortunately it’s the one where they don’t have any lyrics so it’s more jazz than rap, but I have heard rap or hip-hop as we call it now, that I have liked. Can’t say I have any rap CDs so far in my recreation of a CD collection, but I don’t turn it off automatically as much as I used to. Don’t have any country music either, but i flip past a bunch of it while I go through the discs at the ARC. I got an indoctrination into country at one sign shop I worked. The business was owned by a mixed race couple: she ran the front office, and he was a former mechanic for Ford who built all the real estate signs in the back. I’d never met a black man who loved Rush Limbaugh, but there it was. Their young son ruled the middle room where we cut the vinyl and applied it to the sheet metal, and the son was really into country music. We didn’t have any kind equality, the kid (I think his name was Scooty, but i wouldn’t bet my life on it) figured that he brought in the boombox that he got to pick the music. All country music, all the time. I didn’t particularly like most of what I heard, but there were a few things that stood out. I occasionally bump into country music when I listen to NPR sometimes.

For some reason, Facebook decided I needed to hear this during my idle scrolling of Reels, and it’s been playing the whole time I wrote this. It’s not too bad.

https://www.facebook.com/reel/969524314604550