Turkey.
I've just finished cooking my first turkey. I'm impatient, I want to try it NOW. But it's resting. So is Mike with Gus snuggled right up to his leg, just as he was all last night.
Right now I'm trying to wrap my album-structured-mind around the idea of playlists. I laugh at the genres as they are listed coming straight off the CDs. I don't know how I could piecemeal my cds to make arbitrary lists.
Severely creepy to accidentally sync portable player and computer music playlist. I unplugged the earphones I had in the player and put them in the computer... uhhhh, the song just continued.
Ah well, I must got and attend to my bird. Cross yer fingers... hopefully, I'm not a turkey failure. That would be so shameful considering how often I've roasted whole chickens.
Right now I'm trying to wrap my album-structured-mind around the idea of playlists. I laugh at the genres as they are listed coming straight off the CDs. I don't know how I could piecemeal my cds to make arbitrary lists.
Severely creepy to accidentally sync portable player and computer music playlist. I unplugged the earphones I had in the player and put them in the computer... uhhhh, the song just continued.
Ah well, I must got and attend to my bird. Cross yer fingers... hopefully, I'm not a turkey failure. That would be so shameful considering how often I've roasted whole chickens.