12.25.2006

bah humbug


Oh man, James Brown died today.

Cory and I were just talking about his Christmas record last night as we listened to Belle & Sebastian cover "Santa Claus Go Straight to the Ghetto" on our drive from my aunt's house in El Dorado hills to the True Love...

12.21.2006

Scrap that

Hmmm, well it looks like there won't be an FYE store at the old Tower Broadway location after all.

That's a good thing, I think - but what now?

I'm still putting my money on a Starbucks/Jamba Juice alliance - because the one a block down could use a dose of healthy competition.

12.14.2006

on Tower and birthdays and another year gone...

Cory and I both finally broke our vows not to shop the Tower out-of-business sales. Actually, we broke those vows about two weeks ago but I was too ashamed to tell you until then. But now that we're a two-income household once again (yay), I feel that, perhaps, this is a time for healing and moving on.

That said, I got the most totally awesome deal at Tower Books Watt: The Complete New Yorker on DVD (through 2003) for just $50. Of course if I'd picked it up this week instead of two weeks ago it would've only been something like $10 but I'm guessing it would've already been gone. I got a ton of other books and Cory got a ton of CDs and we both kind of had fun spending an afternoon just stocking up on random items.

But then I finally ventured into Tower Books on Broadway yesterday and that experience really depressed me. I ended only buying two books (Julie Orringer's "How To Breathe Underwater" and Chinua Achebe's "Things Fall Apart") for $4 total. Not a bad deal at all but the experience, unlike the one at Tower on Watt, just felt icky and wrong. The place was dirty and cold and people were literally throwing elbows to try and beat me to those crumpled, torn copies of "Backpacking through Venezuela" and "The Complete Guide to '24' - Season 1." I left with a headache and it just depresses me even further to think that in a few months it will be a FYE store. Ew. More and more I'll just become one of those people who buys all of her music either at Amoeba or online. (The Beat is, in some ways, even more depressing these days).

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I'll be another year older in just a week or so...which always gets me thinking...I really can't wait for 2007 to begin...I have lots of plans for the next 12 months and if I can just get off my ass and make them happen...you ever feel like your window of opportunity is closing? I think that's the mindset birthdays tend to give you...at least that's what they seem to do to me more and more as the years slip away...more on all of that later. I have the most tremendous headache right now, I'm not even sure why I'm on the computer right now except that lately I'm too busy to blog so I thought I'd steal away a second while I had the chance...

12.05.2006

Here are some really cool Elliot Smith downloads from a 1998 Largo show. Between-song banter included.

My favorite: Smith's rendition of "Oh My Darling Clemintine." (via Paper Covers Rock).