I recently got a mac:
(evidential photos)
It also forced me to re-load my itunes, and I realized how many songs I have that I don’t listen to. So now I am on a kick of listening to new/old music from my very own library.
Today I am working at my desk and just took a little break to catch up on my google reader (I think loneliness prompts this, too) and while I could have clicked around and read for longer, I got distracted by Nickel Creek’s feisty little instrumental ditty, “scotch and chocolate”. I don’t mind that phrase.
My Great Aunt Leora loves scotch. She is in the hospital right now, and I went to see her last night. The nurse was asking her a barrage of questions about her medical history– Nurse: “never smoked?” Leora: “No. Never.” “never drink alcohol?” “Alcohol, oh yes. Alcohol! Well I used to drink heavily. I love scotch. But now it’s only occasional”
A closing note about the music; the album is a bit too rageful for me, albeit bluegrass rage. But I don’t need any spite from outward sources.
