Had a little snow last night. Barely a coverlet for a hobbit's toes, to paraphrase Legolas. But also, apparently, on top of a little ice! V. bad for morning rush hour.
Uisgich and The Husband should know that this weather requires a mixture of advanced driving skills and lots and lots of patience.
It took me 2:15 today to do a commute that usually takes :40, tops, and :20 on a good day.
Uisgich, when I saw the traffic parked, I stopped in at Starbucks for a pit stop. Checked the menu, saw the White Chocolate Mochas, and thought of you. However, did not buy one in your honor. Just so we all know that I'm not completely insane.
On the up side, got to have a really good listen to the Billy Bragg mix I made this summer. The man's accent's so thick, there are songs I can't understand over road noise. But parked in traffic with the volume turned up, got full appreciation of songs I had never really caught before. He's such a great songwriter, though *so* painfully socially concious - because I don't really think there was any kinky significance to the sunken nuclear sub in "Sexuality..."
My thought for the day, courtesy of Mr. Bragg:
The laws of gravity are very, very strict;
And you're just bending them for your own benefit...
Uisgich and The Husband should know that this weather requires a mixture of advanced driving skills and lots and lots of patience.
It took me 2:15 today to do a commute that usually takes :40, tops, and :20 on a good day.
Uisgich, when I saw the traffic parked, I stopped in at Starbucks for a pit stop. Checked the menu, saw the White Chocolate Mochas, and thought of you. However, did not buy one in your honor. Just so we all know that I'm not completely insane.
On the up side, got to have a really good listen to the Billy Bragg mix I made this summer. The man's accent's so thick, there are songs I can't understand over road noise. But parked in traffic with the volume turned up, got full appreciation of songs I had never really caught before. He's such a great songwriter, though *so* painfully socially concious - because I don't really think there was any kinky significance to the sunken nuclear sub in "Sexuality..."
My thought for the day, courtesy of Mr. Bragg:
The laws of gravity are very, very strict;
And you're just bending them for your own benefit...
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Date: 2004-01-12 04:23 pm (UTC)Ahh WCM!!! Have decided to ask Starbucks if they can do me a decaffinated WCM nest time I'm in, then I'll only have to worry about the sugar rush!
And I know that being British, and never having voted conservative in my life, I should have listened to Billy Bragg a lot, but I don't think I've ever heard a single track. Would you recommend his stuff??
Oh, and BTW, I'm two chapters into "Master and Commander" and loving it. I like his writing style - wonderfully old fashioned and totally in keeping with the time period.
Billy Bragg
Date: 2004-01-12 05:34 pm (UTC)If you want to give him a try, I suggest "Don't Try this at Home" or "Workers' Playtime," though if you wanted to drop me a safe address, I'd flagrantly disregard copyright laws and send you a copy of my *totally awesome* mixed CD (constructed by The Husband, to give credit where credit is due).
Thought for the day, "If no one out there understands, start your own revolution and cut out the middle man!"
Gotta love Billy Bragg!
Great minds think alike, though. I myself am a true yellow dog Democrat! I used to think that I was open-minded - would always vote for the person I thought was best for the job, regardless of party affiliation. But when I realized that there was no way in Hell that I could even consider voting for John McCain, I decided that I was never, ever going to vote Republican, and I might as well accept it and move on.
My Dad used to vote, as a matter of principle, for the guy he thought was going to lose. I think he still does that, as Mom was threatening him with all sorts of dire consequences if he did it last time... :)
Have you heard of Senator Jesse Helms? He was from my home state. My relatives from Virginia used to send my parents letters like they were *personally* responsible for his repeated, embarassing election.
He used to call UNC, where I went to undergrad, The Zoo. Ah, to be an enemy of the state again...