Crap. Â Blew right through yesterday. Â Forgot all about it until I was drop-dead exhausted.
It’s cold here in Vancouver, which is rare. We’re not used to it. Â Okay, *I* am not used to it. Â I’m getting over a cold-ish-eque thing I had starting Thursday afternoon. Â I’m *mostly* over it, I think. Â Never really turned into a cold cold, but was one of those ones that was going to drag me into the abyss for a good week or so. Â Still need to be getting more sleep than I have been, but I’m working on it. Â Arwen’s got something now, but we suspect it’s just migraine (“just” I said, like it was no big deal).
Some friends came over last night who’re working on having a baby. Â It was easy for us, but for them? Â It’s work, and money, and time, and heartbreak. Â Here’s to hoping they do okay this time around.
Craig Fergusson is currently having a nicely frank (and yet utterly uncomfortable/hilarious) conversation with a Doctor. Â He just yelled “You can BREAK your penis?” a few times in a row, which is funny, and I’m really glad CBS lets him push the limits of what you can/can’t say on the air. Â I don’t know whether or not CBS actually cares, but I like that for all the sexy flirting and stuff Craig does on the show, he was equally fascinated and alarmed by the conversation.
Oh wow, been listening to the audio book William Gibson’s Zero History and it’s been bending my head. Â He writes in a world that I’m equally afraid exists and yet hope is there ’cause it makes walking down the street so much interesting when you’re in a metropolitan space like Vancouver.
Last week, the kids and I were trying to get the PVR going (it’s a hard disc recorder with a DVD burner in it, which comes in handy when you wanna take that tape of the kids singing in the xmas concert and turn it into a DVD for others to watch, AND you wanna be able to record Glee for when your wife’s out… Â That’s handy. Â Also handy for those “Oh hey, this thing is on TV, and the kids would like to see it, I bet.”
That was the case with some live concert footage of Bobby McFerron from a few months ago. Â I’d totally forgotten I’d recorded it, (it’d been on PBS at 1am or something) and when I hit play on it, the kids both went from giggling to literally sitting slackjawed, flabberghasted by what was happening onscreen. Â Sure, if you grew up in the 80s and were pummeled by overplay of D0n’t W0rry Bee H@ppy, then hearing McFerron might cause dread.
Watching with the kids gave me new ears, and gave me some new stuff to try next time I’m waiting for the service elevator to arrive at work. Seriously. Â Awesome room. Â Cement walls, square, 13 foot ceilings. Â I get in there and beatbox, and the reverb in the room is RIDONCULOUS. Â I’ll have to get a recording of it some time. I can actually get a nice echo loop going along the lines of the Future Sound of London Deseo remixes.
So, look forward to that.
Also, new picture of me up on the Mo’10 page tonight. Â ALSO I need to upgrade some pics from the camera for NON-moustache purposes.
g’nite. Â Stay warm. Â Hope your lights stay on.