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Friday, March 29, 2002
How we got from Sweet & Vicious to the Local 138 last night.
Or, a study in how to walk like a tourist. A drunk, stupid tourist.
I'm still not sure what happened. Somehow we all forgot where the Lower East Side was while heading from one bar to another. Duh.Still, a night out is a night out. And booze is booze. Mmm.
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Tuesday, March 26, 2002
Someone from the Saint Etienne mailing list tidied up a DJ bootleg and came up with this, a really nice extended remix of a track from their forthcoming album. "Showerscene" (or just Shower... not sure of the real name yet) harkens back to the heady days of "He's on the Phone" and Continental--exciting and pop and meaningless and perfect. Lately I've been building my own perfect Et compilation on my iPod, updating and improving on their (excellent) singles comp Too Young To Die... this is going straight onto it.
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Tune in Dusseldorf
So. I'm mostly over my cold, although laying down still makes me start with the lung-coughing-uppage. Remember the phone company woes? On Saturday we got a phone bill with $160 worth of phone calls to Germany courtesy of Sabine and Fritzenjammer from upstairs. Oops. Luckily the phone company took 'em right off the bill. I don't have anything interesting to say. Just wanted to remind you I'm alive.
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Monday, March 18, 2002
Party = good. But an afternoon with a sick girl (you know who you are!) and a Sunday spent wandering the chilly streets of downtown Englewood have resulted in the first stirrings of a blechy cold. I had a pretty good pastrami sandwich at Baumgart's though, which once again made me wonder why I was born a gentile.
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Friday, March 15, 2002
Super shopping for super cooking
Off to the supermarket this evening for some last minute requirements for tomorrow's party -- buttermilk, 3 dozen eggs, canned mangoes, cocktail sauce, baking chocolate. Not for the same dish, thank god. I can't reveal the menu (since I want it to surprise the guests at least a little bit) but I'll take pictures of some of the ridiculous things I make and post 'em here when it's all said and done.
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Thursday, March 14, 2002
According to Mac OS Rumors, Apple is working on a Tivo-like set-top device with built-in wireless networking. Hell, maybe they'll just buy Tivo outright. Holy crap! I would give my left pinkie for something like that. Hook that thing up to a home broadband connection, log onto it securely from work, view streaming QuickTime versions of everything you've got stored on it... Of course, knowing Apple, the Harman-Kardon sound system it is rumored to come with will probably be USB-only and the device won't have any analog audio outputs at all. And it'll probably cost about $300 more than any pundits' guesstimates. Please, Apple engineers, I beg you, don't fuck this one up! If it's even true; SpyMac now refutes the information. Bah. Rain on my parade, why don't you.
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Wednesday, March 13, 2002
Lately I've been really tired when I get home from work. I know I haven't been much use around the house (I'm sloppy under even the best of conditions) and I feel like I'm leaving the poor bf in an overchored beleagured state. Plus I'm beside myself trying to plan my bridge party for this Saturday. So today I'm going to try taking a sensory nap thanks to the advice of west coast cutie Chris Prosaic.nu. I'll let y'all know how it goes.
Posted at 01:17 PM | Comments (0)
My gay porn phone god
So, my jovial telco pals actually fucked up the phone service even worse, leaving us with our upstairs neighbor's phone number. She called Verizon yesterday morning to complain, and a tech was dispatched. The tech looked like a porn star. He frightened me a little bit, but he was a TELECOMMUNICATIONS WIZARD. Technician 256 (aka Ryan) informed me that the previous techs had realized that the wiring to the building was totally buggered, but rather than fixing it, they just looped our line in with our neighbor's line, showed me there was a dialtone, patted themselves on the back, and left. Turns out Verizon will have to rewire the whole building and run new cables out over the church behind us and up the block to a telephone pole 400 feet away. In the meantime, Ryan has filed a complaint against the cheating technicians and we have temporary phone service. WHOOT. Ryan is my gay porn phone god.
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Monday, March 11, 2002
2002: A Telco Odyssey
So we have a curious situation in our new abode.
We live inside that circle, on what most people would call the first floor. Our buzzer outside says "1" next to it. But Apt. 1 is actually the apartment below ours, halfway in the basement. Our apartment is actually Apt. 2. When we called the phone company to get our service hooked up, first they set our line up on the TOP floor (which is actually vacant right now). Then when we told them it was wrong and that we needed service in Apt 2, they disconnected the phones from the people above us (because their outside buzzer says "2" and they are on the 2nd floor; even though they are technically Apt 3). Finally, this morning, 11 days after we moved in, it's all fixed. The phone company guys thought the whole thing was really funny. One of them also made fun of the other one for losing his cell phone, who responded "Ooh! You're so BAD!". I think they were jocular, rotund lovers. Ha.
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Wednesday, March 06, 2002
We moved house.
Wow. Have I really not said anything since last week? Sorry. Here's a quick roundup: we moved house. Matty unpacked lots of stuff. I unpacked less stuff because I am a lazy bastard. We babysat Matty's nephew Will (age 19 months); after about an hour I felt like dying. Babies are too much work.
Our new house is cold. My ankles are really dry. I like Dark Shadows too much. I have a cat scratch on my right wrist that I think has gotten infected. I don't want to go to work.
And in what I have now discovered is a tried-and-true method for getting a huge load of hits in a short period of time, I present the boy who will play Tom Riddle in the next Harry Potter flick. Hello Christian Coulson!