horoscope for 7/24/04 and musings on a beatles classic
Gemini
You are like champagne: Effervescent, delightful and intoxicating.
You know what, I think that's rather true.
I know I said I was all about creating a scene in Petoskey and all, and I'm still really into that idea - but I'm beginning to think I need a vacation. Alyssa and I's vacation to New York has been delayed a zillion times, and it's been two months since I've travelled out of northern Michigan, and quite frankly, it's beginning to get on my nerves.
There's a store in New York City selling the particular Blythe I want.
But yeah - signs you're getting burnt out on Petoskey:
a) you start posting on Internet message boards
b) you get overly excited at the prospect of going to work
c) you get in arguments with your coworkers about menial things, like bagels
Oh yes. Bagels.
Sherry, usually one of my favorite people to work with, and I got into it over the fuckin' bagels at Roast and Toast the other day. Apparently, she thought the Clayton just shut down the Jane's shop completely when Johan's took over; I maintained that, with my knowledge as a former employee, that simply wasn't so. It was an actual fight.
Also, comparing the live versions of "Helter Skelter" by both Husker Du and Phish - as a largely biased HD fan (and not-so-much of a Phish fan) I'm forced to say that the Minneapolis trio comes out the superior in this one. Phish is a bit too spacey for my taste, although it picks up in the end. The only flaw in my HD version is that it cuts off, much like Side A of most of my mixtapes.
Speaking of "Helter Skelter", it was stuck in my head at work the other day. I was working the morning, and for about six hours I was walking around humming it to myself. It wasn't like normal having a song stuck in your head, where it just kind of sits in the back of your mind - it was like one of those sessions where you've got a song stuck in your head, it was actually like blaring in my head. Full stereo.
Now we just got this new snazzy satellite radio setup at work, and Mary likes to play this muzak easy listening crap in the morning for all the old people. So as soon as she leaves, we take back the stereo.
Now, as luck would have it, someone tuned it to one of the classic rock stations. We never listen to that shit at work - it's normally some sort of college radio ("Girl on Heaven Hill" was played the other day - I bitched my manager out when she turned the dial) and the other day we've been making fun of all the cheesy 80s rock. But someone decided to switch it to the classic rock station, and what did I hear but the opening chords of "Helter Skelter".
It was like God was smiling upon me that day.
You are like champagne: Effervescent, delightful and intoxicating.
You know what, I think that's rather true.
I know I said I was all about creating a scene in Petoskey and all, and I'm still really into that idea - but I'm beginning to think I need a vacation. Alyssa and I's vacation to New York has been delayed a zillion times, and it's been two months since I've travelled out of northern Michigan, and quite frankly, it's beginning to get on my nerves.
There's a store in New York City selling the particular Blythe I want.
But yeah - signs you're getting burnt out on Petoskey:
a) you start posting on Internet message boards
b) you get overly excited at the prospect of going to work
c) you get in arguments with your coworkers about menial things, like bagels
Oh yes. Bagels.
Sherry, usually one of my favorite people to work with, and I got into it over the fuckin' bagels at Roast and Toast the other day. Apparently, she thought the Clayton just shut down the Jane's shop completely when Johan's took over; I maintained that, with my knowledge as a former employee, that simply wasn't so. It was an actual fight.
Also, comparing the live versions of "Helter Skelter" by both Husker Du and Phish - as a largely biased HD fan (and not-so-much of a Phish fan) I'm forced to say that the Minneapolis trio comes out the superior in this one. Phish is a bit too spacey for my taste, although it picks up in the end. The only flaw in my HD version is that it cuts off, much like Side A of most of my mixtapes.
Speaking of "Helter Skelter", it was stuck in my head at work the other day. I was working the morning, and for about six hours I was walking around humming it to myself. It wasn't like normal having a song stuck in your head, where it just kind of sits in the back of your mind - it was like one of those sessions where you've got a song stuck in your head, it was actually like blaring in my head. Full stereo.
Now we just got this new snazzy satellite radio setup at work, and Mary likes to play this muzak easy listening crap in the morning for all the old people. So as soon as she leaves, we take back the stereo.
Now, as luck would have it, someone tuned it to one of the classic rock stations. We never listen to that shit at work - it's normally some sort of college radio ("Girl on Heaven Hill" was played the other day - I bitched my manager out when she turned the dial) and the other day we've been making fun of all the cheesy 80s rock. But someone decided to switch it to the classic rock station, and what did I hear but the opening chords of "Helter Skelter".
It was like God was smiling upon me that day.