I think ASSCAPS is my favorite typo EVAR.
Why am I not doing any of the things that need to be done? I am bored and getting twitchy, but still not Getting Things Done. OK, that's it. Paying bills now. Or writing thank-you notes. One or the other.
Xander ,'Empty Places'
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I think ASSCAPS is my favorite typo EVAR.
Why am I not doing any of the things that need to be done? I am bored and getting twitchy, but still not Getting Things Done. OK, that's it. Paying bills now. Or writing thank-you notes. One or the other.
What Jesse said, except that my desk is trying to kill me.
I may not be exaggerating. I could suffocate, here.
My father's a Ray Charles addict, and they're both down with the Marley and the Tosh, so they're not irredeemable -- it's just Rick James? Too new for them?
I think my dad's favorite singer ever was Buddy Holly. He's not really into any rock n roll after that.
My father's a Ray Charles addict, and they're both down with the Marley and the Tosh, so they're not irredeemable -- it's just Rick James? Too new for them?
Eh, I can see where Rick James might be a bit much.
I can see where Rick James might be a bit much.
I'm not asking them to snort coke with him backstage. Just to have heard of him, say, and maybe know he's not white.
I can see Rick James being too new -- that's why my parents missed the funk.
Also, I just learned Monday that Peter Tosh's name used to be McIntosh. I can't decide if I should feel ridiculous for not knowing that.
And I realized that in order to properly pay bills, I had to get my spreadsheet from the other computer, so I just copied everything over. Dude. All the files I had on my old computer -- photos, papers, whatever -- fit on my thumb drive. Technology is amazing.
Your parents are all FAR too hip. My dad knows from Artie Shaw. And, um, he probably knows who the Beatles are. But once I was listening to the Hothouse Flowers, and he asked me if that was Elvis Presley.
He does know Eva Cassidy, though. ::shrugs::
I'm not asking them to snort coke with him backstage. Just to have heard of him, say, and maybe know he's not white.
Fair enough. Every now and again,my mother surprises me by knowing who some musician I'm listening to is.
My parents' main pop-music gap is from after they became grownups until I got old enough to listen to it myself. Which makes a lot of sense to me, as I barely know what's going on in pop music anymore, and don't see that becoming any less over the next 40 years.