"Don't talk to me about love..." - Altered Images
Anitra is talking about the coolness of receiving packages. And she's so very right. I got some mix cd's in the mail from Jessica filled to the brim with music I don't own and much of it never heard before. Its outstanding. Plus, there's a package for me in the leasing office...but they don't open until 10:30 so I don't know what it is quite yet. But I do know that somebody purchased something for me off of my wishlist...and I'm incredibly grateful.
But music doesn't have to come in the mail. After this discussion of country music and my 2 word sentence "Fuck Country," Michelle hooked me up with some Johnny Cash and someDolly Parton to remind me that I don't really hate country music. Begrudgingly, I will admit that Miss Dolly is No Joke. That voice and those songs are ridiculous. Fo'rilla.
Aaron mentioned stumbleupon in passing. Its an amazing tool. Just a few short hits on the toolbar and I "stumbled upon" this. Anybody want to give me a scoop on it? I know there are several Neil Gaiman fans out there who read here. What's the dilly, yo? Should I pick it up this weekend? Is it out? I'm too lazy to do any more searching.
My brain is back from what wasn't a very successful respite and I'm going to talk about one thing that I really don't want to talk about because on the one hand its really lame and on the other it goes to the root of a lot what we've been discussing here in the past month. Everybody strip down. Its time we all got in our joe boxers.