Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Let's Blog the Blog out of this Blog

It has been almost 4.5 days since this bad boy of a blog was born and already I have instilled fear in some of the followers of this posting. Some by my own doing by warning folks that I see and speak to on a regular basis that if they say something stupid that I will "write about it on my blog". Others have made requests to publish "their" stories or type a word in the blog "so that they know that I am thinking of them". Like I'm some sort of puppet that is somehow going to find a way to put "ole" in this blog...and please, it counts even though I can't figure out how to put a tilde on it. So let's blog...


I recently came to be the proud owner of a small collection of music that brings my library to a mere 112,464 songs. I don't know every song in the library which makes for interesting "autofill" selections on my iPod shuffle. The music on my iPod can go from Jimi playing the "Star Spangled Banner" to Hamed Nasr singing "Ya Malaki El Bek". Let me put it nicely...the first song mentioned is a must have, and if you own the second song then you must hate to listen to music. I just deleted the second song from my library - that makes 112,463.

I remember being on the elevator one morning and two other folks were on with me. One turns to the other and asks, "What are you listening to.” The other replies, "Ace of Base." You know what - two things...1.) Don't talk in the elevator, and 2.) Don't tell people you are listening to Ace of Base. I need to know that you listen to that band like I need to know you have acne on your back. Since that day I swore to keep my music selection on my iPod private. Your music selection is not my music selection...I probably hate your music selection...strike that I probably have your music selection, unless of course it includes Hamed Nasr...you don't own 112,463 songs without owning a couple of Ace of Base...

PTFP: 7 in.

1 comment:

Michael Corwin said...

Where do you get 112,000 songs? Also, this blog is really taking off, the toe-touching is seriously riveting.