because "Non Sequitur" was already spoken for: January 2006

Sunday, January 29, 2006

Today belongs to Jo Jo Gunne

May all of your Stones concerts be filled with obscurities, appear in small venues, and be played by band members who still have all of their teeth.

(Edit - According to the birthday boy, the celebration may have looked something like this):

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

I've had enough Satisfaction and now I want to Rip This Joint with a Starfucker but I guess I'll just have to Bitch because I'm a Fool to Cry.

Does a person stop being a bastard once his parents marry?

Is a Hoosier a person born in Indiana or a person living in Indiana? These questions, because opinions vary on the answers, have nagged Eva for forty-six years. (The correct answers are out there, most likely, but opinion is fact as far as we're concerned.)

We believe that yesterday was the anniversary of the day on which Pert and Koala wed. Congratulations, and we hope the day was filled with happiness.

It's awful that this day will also be remembered for having been the day Chris Penn died.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Nice Guy Buys The Farm

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Streaming music: Squeezebox may be it

The Gockster and I have been waiting for the way to play any music we own, anywhere in the house, with an elegant interface. This will get cheaper, but the more I read about it, the more I want it.

It's a little 802.11g compliant unit that can stream music, either from your "music server" (in my case, the PC where I've ripped all of my CDs, and most of Gock's) or from any of the internet radio stations.

Some notes -

This can be run (driven) from any of three (or more) places:

From the unit itself, attached to your stereo or powered speakers. Admittedly, with only a two line display, it has its limitations
From the server that houses all of your music (mp3, OGG, wav, whatever)
From *any* PC on your network, wireless or otherwise

You can add music to the playlist from any PC on your network. In other words, if Gock comes over, and has something on his laptop he wants to share, the server can add the songs on his PC, which can be streamed from there through the network to this unit.

By the way, the software to run the server (SlimServer) is free, and open source. It can be downloaded and run just like any other music player (takes a while to scan all of your music, if you have a lot). There is also an application (SoftSqueeze) that can be downloaded and run on a PC to emulate the interface of the actual Squeezebox unit and its remote control, so you can really take it for a test drive before using it.

The client and server recognize and can create playlists, if you're into that. They can each search by Artist, Album, Song, or Genre, to the extent that you have your tags correct on your mp3 files (should be automagic if you're ripped them from CD).

Somebody stop me before I drop money on this. That's the hiccup, by the way. It costs $300 for the wireless version, or $250 if you can live with wiring it to your router or hub. There are other (cheaper) alternatives out there, but this one looks like the coolest by far in its price range. I already want two of them.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Uncle Sam Wants Your Google Searches (And Already Got Results From Others)

Tell me you didn't see this coming.

Monday, January 16, 2006

G & G Enter UCNH on January 5, 2006. All is Well.

P's big brother and younger brother, (not youngest, he has a job) came down to help move G & G to UCNH on January 5. They all spent 3 days doing paper work for financing of said home etc. Well, big brother was so disturbed by the whole thing he was sick a lot--the family syndrome--and had to stay at the B'ville house packing dishes. As of Jan 14, when k, in order to make sure the boys had taken everything G & G might want or need, visited twice, G & G were doing well and seemed happy and Sister smiled and talked to k more than in years before. Ma recognized k, and was happy to see her, but, upon being questioned, didn't know exactly who k was.
The brothers left Sun. Jan. 8, in the AM. k spent last Wed. Thur. Fri. packing, sorting, disposing, donating at the B'ville house. One more day and it will be ready for big brother to move to the Hemptown house for his and the grandkids' use.
The B'ville house cannot be sold for three months. The administration at the entity in which it sits has, by contract, right of first refusal and also 3 months to decide yea or nay.
Upon completion of all paper work etc. having to do with G & G' move, which should be done by the end of Jan., P & k plan, eventually, to flee to the Florida Panhandle for R & R. (The want to be in GA. for Eva's latest performance, which starts on 2/17 and runs for 2 weekends.)
k is thrilled to be staying at Wildwood and feels like a new woman.
P has been back on Prozac for a couple of weeks and, it seems to k, is much perkier. He has returned to exercising regularly and is reading a new Truman biography.
Except for despondency over the Colts and the Bears, k & P are deliriously(dammit, doesn't this thing have a spell checker?) Oh, never mind, I found it.
So, all is well at the compound.
A note on everyday living:
k, while cleaning out the fridg in a rare fit of energy, asks P about some sour cream that has been here since t'gvg. P says, keep it in case the kids come. k throws it out, but only because she recalls Eva's charming habit of checking expiration dates.