I want to date you maybe,
I want to take you out.
I want to wine and dine you,
I want to twist, and twist, and shout...
Man, is May done already? Who knows where the time goes... My baby's birthday was early in the month; we still haven't had our sushi dinner (and we're both craving it), but we did have an IHOP breakfast, a sorta tradition with us. I had roses imprinted and sent to Gina on her birthday, and gave her, among other gifts, a gold Gentou penguin pin/pendant, the way the real male gentou will present a female with a rock as a token of his affection (yes, I'm her penguin; she even asked me if I could waddle). We got together for lunch at the Juice Zone near my work, too, and it was nice to walk happily hand-in-hand through Hackensack. But, honey, let's do sushi!
I've got Trinity, the PowerBook, upgraded to Mac OS X 10.4.1, also known as Tiger. The only casualties I've noticed so far have been Virex, which is frankly not terribly essential, and Konqueror (well, the KDE base, really). I'd like to be able to use Konqueror on occasion, but it's not the biggest deal in the world, and I can always run it on the iBook in Linux. Everything else seems to be holding up OK, though I haven't tested every last bit of software yet. Obviously, the crucial bits (Mail, Safari, jEdit and Cyberduck for editing and uploading the Web site, and iSync and the Missing Sync) are working just fine.
I played around with GarageBand a few weeks ago and started putting together the base of a new song, though I haven't gotten back to that. I'm likely going to purchase a MIDI controller in the near future, and probably retire my trusty but aged Yamaha keyboards. I did put Apple's sequencing software to use for another project, however: remixing Nine Inch Nails' "The Hand That Feeds." Trent Reznor had the good grace to make a GarageBand file available for those of us with modern Macs and the desire to tweak his tune, and as an unofficial remix contest sprang up, I decided, "Why not?" My own spin, the Hongry Mix, is #376 on the list; no, that's not the ranking, the judging isn't done yet, it just means that mine was the 376th entry received. Honestly, I'm surprised at how many people have listened to or downloaded it from my site. As of this writing, with my remix less than a month old, 338 individuals have checked it out, and I don't know how many at the contest site. Maybe I should give up recording... Nah, you should be so lucky.
I finally got to see "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," the same day I saw "Revenge of the Sith." I loved 'em both, though I think it was a bit too much cinema for one day, and the mad dash into Manhattan to see a 10:15 AM "Star Wars" and then the hectic race uptown to catch "Hitchhiker's" at 1 left me sounding a bit like Lord Vader. Of course, the actual movie didn't start until 1:20 or so. Anyway, I was very glad I saw both films, and I don't care what anyone else thinks, Mos Def was an awesome Ford Prefect, and everyone else did a great job, too. Y'know, I used to be much more of a science fiction geek. I carried neither a towel nor a lightsaber with me, and almost two weeks after "Sith" opened, I've still only seen it once. Something to be said about being in love... Heh.
I think I'm going to crack, and buy a hardcover edition of "The Dark Tower VII" after all. I've just gotta find out how it ends! In the meantime, I've been reading more of Stephen King's (and Richard Bachman's) other writing, and finding more links with the Dark Tower story. Recently re-read "Desperation," and devoured "The Regulators" as an encore. Hey, "Desperation" is being filmed. Cool.
Barbara and I got to see the Dalí exhibit in Philadelphia, finally. It was crowded but very much worth it. To have gazed on paintings and other items touched by the master was awe-inspiring. I'm thankful to have had the opportunity. The weekend after that, Dawn and I went rollerblading in Central Park, something we didn't get a chance to do at all last year. Turned out to be another beautiful Saturday, so we were glad we went.
Another birthday at the end of the month... Hearing my dad say that I'd spent too much on his gift meant that I knew I'd spent just about the right amount. He never would've bought even one volume of the new Scott catalog for himself, but I figured he could use the first two to more accurately value his stamp collection, and I'm happy to have been able to surprise him with them. My parents have certainly spent way too much on me, too many times...
My throat is scratchy again, and I'm still a tad pinkish from spending a little time at
Tar Beach yesterday morning. I'm going to have a cup of green tea and take my honey's advice and go to bed.
- A (firstname.lastname@example.org)