The Metronome
[So,] I was catching up on So You Think You Can Dance Wednesday night. The last one I saw there were 14 dancers left and tonight they are down to 8. The first routine was amazing and it really made me feel bad for missing the other episodes. I can always go back and watch them on the DVR.
Dominic had a weak partner and first routine which really sucked for him. He has quite the competition with Danny who has come a very long way. I like his style but Dom is a little more versatile and will be sure to win, he just needs to pick the right partner. The other dancers aren't half bad either, but the judges are annoying as crap.
The days at work are getting longer, I should start going in later in order to balance things out. I'm very thankful for my position and the new Canon copier [ImageRunner] in the paper room. Its fantastic, you don't eeeven know. I want one in my living room. Maybe not. . .it probably costs about $3k.
Dateline is evil. Their latest investigation, To Catch An I-Jacker is ridiculus. They left iPods on benches, cars. . .anywhere someone can find them and what did people do? They picked them up and either sold, used, or gave them away. Then the Dateline guy tracked the iPods down and had a hidden camera interview with the 'innocent' people who ended up with them. What happened to 'Finders Keepers'? If I 'found' an iPod I'm not sure what I'd do with it.
Maybe fill it up with Laura Veirs, who I am rediscovering, Autolux, Kennedy, Nada Surf, September, and the entire catalog of Chin Up Chin Up. Dare I say...Chin Up Chin Up is becoming my favorite band of ever?
Chopsticks & Tea Cups
tags: indie progressive, jobs, music, soapbox
3 echoes:
- At August 6, 2007 at 2:41 PM sub_par said...
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I heard the pushover song on the radio a couple of days ago and thought of you. How fitting it's now on your blog. ;)
- At August 6, 2007 at 2:55 PM sub_par said...
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And I thought you said you didn't like Death from Above??
- At August 6, 2007 at 11:15 PM Todd said...
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shoot me.
but don't kill me.
preferably in the shoulder.
with a small caliber gun.
better yet, don't shoot me.
...literaly