I had a few good days getting started on Facebook, enjoying it but freaked out by it, which was kinda the same as enjoying it. Yesterday, some folks from my AIM buddy list started hitting me up, saying they were getting mysterious IMs from a Facebook Bot with my status updates and other stupid ramblings. Out of bounds! Overboard!
A good friend in Sweden was shocked (and probably offended) to get an invite to the site on my behalf via AIM. I said to him "Weird, I must have some virus." He replied: "No, you don't have a virus, you have a Facebook. Those are the same thing."
Tons of bricks fell on my head, and I deactivated my account that very minute. I think my Swedish friend is proud!
On my drive to Eau Claire I listened to the entire Guns N' Roses catalog via iPod. While 85% of the Use Your Illusion records were difficult to stomach, the true horror was how poor Appetite sounded in a compressed digital format (even with the reasonably high bit rate). Couple these heady thoughts with my eye-buggin' at Justin's sick tube amp sitting next to his turntable, and suddenly I'm back in the record buying game!
I'm going to move slowly, and only buy LPs I think would end up on a "Best Albums" list of mine for now. Going to attempt to not buy new releases unless I'm 100% sure they're winners. And so, today the fun hunt begins with two albums proudly purchased at Landlocked: