So, last Sunday, midway through probably the most boring and unnecessary episodes of the Sopranos (and still, better than just about all television at its best), I got that special “nail in the throat” feeling that always precipitates a…FUCKING COLD.
You know, when I was much younger, I think I caught colds once every 6 weeks. I was a skinny sickly little bastard. It didn’t take much either. Leave a fan on me too long (and uh, ha, I don’t mean the hot blonde in the third row! oh yes, why thank you…)and I would catch a cold; even old wives’ tales about going outside with your head wet, somehow I was a prime example of how myths get started. I even had malaria once!
But then, someone told me the wondrous ways of the vitamin cocktail: 1000mg of C, plus a tab of E, B-100 (never take the B’s individually, take em all at once I was told), and the multi-vitamin. And what do you know? I rarely got colds! Well, except for once a year….
And true to form, this one is kicking my ASS. I took off Monday, Tuesday, half of Wednesday and half of today, and I still don’t feel like I’m over the hump.
So, I did a little design work on this site today. At least during the few hours I’ve been awake. Haven’t eaten too much either which should shock anyone who knows me. I LIKE FOOD.
So, I don’t find there will be too much music stuff to talk about. I did mail out a couple of CD’s today. On occasion, I will send stuff out to friends to get opinions. I hope they know how serious I am when I want brutal, honest opinion.
So, one to my friend, I’ll call her the H/bee. I suspect you’ll hear more about her here. I always want her opinion. She means the world.
One to a singer/songwriter friend named Brittany Shane. A fan of Portable’s –my friend, Miroslav–introduced me to her a few months back and I saw her play at a club called Taix not too long ago. Pretty laid back and groovy in a Liz Phair’s 1st album kind of way. The guitar player’s style is amazing. He has a real understanding of his part’s place in the respective songs. Good adjective, now that I think about it, as his parts respect the song themselves. She’s from San Francisco by way of Wisconsin (still one of my favorite towns I’ve ever played in: Madison). I also found out recently that she is the proud owner of Scion XB. She is the first person I am directly responsible for the purchase of a new car. I’m sorry, what was your question? Why yes, you’re right: I am the owner of a Scion XB! Sorry, Brittany, mine’s cooler than yours. But hey, whaddyagonnado…
I also sent one to my little sister. You’ll definitely be hearing about her in this journal as she is currently undergoing monumental change in her life and if affects just about every aspect of my family’s being right now. You see, littlesis’ has had 15 years of hard living. And she’s decided to go to a place to fundamentally change this. You can guess where this is going, and if you haven’t, time will unfold the clues. I look forward to hearing her thoughts too.
I’m out of theraflu or the generic equivalent. Shit, RiteAid just closed which means I have to trek to Ralphs. It’s 9 PM. That means it’s been a half hour since the 1st of the last 3 episodes of Friends droned to its conclusion. Oh God, you who are good and all powerful, please KILL all the characters on Friends in a cataclysmic event on the final episode. Please make it the FINAL episode of Friends!!!!!
added notes at 9:32 PM:
Hahahaha, just got back from not Ralphs, but Walgreens.
Kids, let me tell you a little story about how you can save buck or two. Never buy name brand cold medicine!! It’s all temporary relief anyway, and all you need to do is follow my trusty method of brand vs generic comparison. Ready? Read the active ingredients! Oh, I know, genius. But get this, the added bonus is funsimilar names!
So, instead of Theraflu, I bought… Wal-flu! Say that with boisterous announcer voice.
K, this is maximum strength, I expect to be out like a light…
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