You can put me in the ranks of IPod ownership. I was shown way to much love on my birthday/Christmas and, as a result, I have one of these amazing gadgets. Not since I became a ReplayTV (TiVo, but way more features) owner has a gadget impressed me as much as this gadget has. I have every album I own with me and quickly accessible.
But maybe what I enjoy most out of it is the opportunity to easily discover new artists. There are many sites (of which I will highlight as I discover the gems) that have sample mp3 files of bands that may or may not be that well known. I enjoy being able to listen to a track or two and then digging deeper on Itunes to purchase more tracks.
Today's site of mention is Scenestars. This mp3 blog has multiple contributors and I have found a lot of great music based on their recommendations. Check them out, download a few files (this is, of course available to everyone, not just mp3 player owners!) and I bet you will find a few "new to you" favorites.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Thursday, January 06, 2005
"The Internet is for porn"
I just checked my blog's statistics and noticed, that even though I hadn't posted in close to a month, my hits were still where they were when I was posting regularly. I did some further investigation. It appears, instead of having a very dedicated reader base, I have become a favorite of people looking for spankings. I have taken the liberty of listing all the keyword searches that have brought people to my site.
As you can see, As Trekkie Monster from Avenue Q so poignantly put it: "The Internet is for porn..."
As you can see, As Trekkie Monster from Avenue Q so poignantly put it: "The Internet is for porn..."
We Never Ever Close (mostly)
A new year, perhaps a little more attention will be paid to my blog. The lack of inspiration has been deafening.
Today's entry deals with snow days. Growing up in New England, these little nuggets of sunshine in the dead of winter were forever anticipated but were rare to materialize. I was never a skier and I hate the cold, so after the holidays the only thing to look forward to was spring. However, the grey days between the first of the year and the first day of spring can seem neverending. You literally spend your time racing from indoor locations and dreading the next immersion from the pocket of warmth that you are residing in.
So a snow day, to me, was always a reward for putting up with the deep freeze we must endure. I also thought that snow days were a thing of childhood, a benefit that is turned in upon receipt of your diploma.
Today that was proven wrong, thanks to 5"-8"inches and a threat of ice (the grandaddy of all winter weather threats). That and I do work at a college whose students are still on break and so there really isn't a lot of pressure to stay open.
So as I sit here writing, hot chocolate next to me, the world outside white with snow, I can almost bring myself to say that the winter doesn't suck. I realize that it will eventually dawn on me that I will have to work tomorrow, meaning I will have to go out extra early and chip the car out of the iceblock that has formed around it. But for now, I am remembering the magic of snow days, when I was a kid and all was right with the world.
Today's entry deals with snow days. Growing up in New England, these little nuggets of sunshine in the dead of winter were forever anticipated but were rare to materialize. I was never a skier and I hate the cold, so after the holidays the only thing to look forward to was spring. However, the grey days between the first of the year and the first day of spring can seem neverending. You literally spend your time racing from indoor locations and dreading the next immersion from the pocket of warmth that you are residing in.
So a snow day, to me, was always a reward for putting up with the deep freeze we must endure. I also thought that snow days were a thing of childhood, a benefit that is turned in upon receipt of your diploma.
Today that was proven wrong, thanks to 5"-8"inches and a threat of ice (the grandaddy of all winter weather threats). That and I do work at a college whose students are still on break and so there really isn't a lot of pressure to stay open.
So as I sit here writing, hot chocolate next to me, the world outside white with snow, I can almost bring myself to say that the winter doesn't suck. I realize that it will eventually dawn on me that I will have to work tomorrow, meaning I will have to go out extra early and chip the car out of the iceblock that has formed around it. But for now, I am remembering the magic of snow days, when I was a kid and all was right with the world.
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