The Red Sox made a deal at the non-waiver trade deadline today and got Erik Bedard. They had a deal for Rich Harden in place yesterday that collapsed due to health concerns.
No offense to Mr Bedard, but I would have preferred Hardin. With Bucholtz out for… Ever… We needed a starter to fill the gap, and he’s probably as good as anyone available.
Oh, and the Red Sox just came back to beat the White Sox. That makes this a good day.
Go Red Sox.
The 2010 RPM disaster is in the can. I still have to mix it, which means it should be done in time to start the 2015 challenge.
Oh, and can I just say that my callus free finger tips are burning like hell fire.
Ouch town, population me.
Oh, and the packing is underway.
Addendum: Finished? Of course not, but two more from 2010 are done.
Here is the obligatory I-just-mentioned-Rush-in-a-blog-post picture.
You’re welcome.
The AUX input on our new car’s stereo is on the fritz. That means it’s back to compact disc land for commuting music.
I’ve never been an audiophile. Given that I’ve actually run a couple of fully functioning recording studios and have listened to music on some seriously awesome sound systems you’d think I would be a little more discriminating in my choice of audio sources. Nope, not me. MP3s are usually all right for me although I freely admit that CDs completely destroy them, and I can usually hear the differences (not always, but often).
So I had the newly remastered version of Moving Pictures by Rush in the car’s CD player while I was driving to Salem to pick up tonight’s Chinese food take out. As “The Camera Eye” came on I turned up the volume… A bit… A lot.
As the kick drum was causing the rear view mirror to literally shake I had one of those rare, holy-Christmas-this-sounds-AWESOME moments.
That’s it. Nothing more to this story, just that the Moving Pictures remaster sounds inhumanly sweet. We don’t have a surround sound system yet… yet… So I haven’t been able to take the blu ray remix for a spin yet, but if it’s as awesome as the remaster, then it’s going to be Awesome.
That is all.
Okay, Netflix… Now what?
Once in the not so distant past my good friend Mike told me that I had to watch the remake of Battlestar Galactica. I had heard from other random, and less reliable sources that the show was worth a view. Of course these conversations happened just after the show went off the air.
Fast forward to a few months ago when Jen came home with an Apple TV box and opened a Netflix account to stream through it. We watched a couple of movies and a few TV shows together. Then one night while my beloved Jenny was working late I stumbled across BSG and started watching it. 25 minutes ago I finished the 76th and final episode.
You were right as usual, Mike. I enjoyed it. It wasn’t perfect, but it was pretty good throughout all four seasons.
Now what?
To top it off, I finished the seventh Harry Potter books-on-tape-in-the-car event this evening, just prior to pulling in the driveway. Now I need a new commuting listening project as well as a Netflix-on-the-iPad-just-before-bed project.
Suggestions are welcome.
Right now I’m sitting in bed typing this on said iPad, listening to Jack Frosting 7″ singles and fearing sleep. My cold is much better right now but Jen’s is still pretty bad. She took NyQuil in the hope of getting a ton of sleep tonight. So far so good, but I’m afraid if I go to sleep now I’ll snore like a savage wild beast and wake her up. So instead of sleeping, like I should, I’m typing this.
You don’t mind, do you?
When I finally got home after the horrid traffic on routes 93 and 495 the kids were watching The Lion King. How is it that my pea brain never noticed that Timon was voiced by Billy Crystal?
I guess you learn something new everyday.
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