Beach Hazards with Moxie
I’m hesitant to start any work this morning. I spent the better part of last night organizing and straightening up my office. The shredder got a real workout. Now I’m enjoying the clean look of my desk too much to sully it with the detritus that work brings about.
The misses and I got out to the beach this Saturday. It was gorgeous day for it, no wind and plenty of sun. Watched a bunch of people surfing – or rather – watched a lot of people gear up, play with their boards, talk surf talk and paddle around a bit in the water but there wasn’t any real good surfing. I clocked the longest run at about three and a half seconds. The misses missed most of the surf runs as she was too distracted by some girl’s ass crack that was hanging out of her ill-fitting jeans. All that nature and surf action but the ass crack fashion faux-paus was like an eyeball tractor beam and you couldn’t look away from.
Along the beach there’s plenty of Tsunami warning signage posted, which got the misses thinking about all kinds of scenarios and emergency getaways. She has a flair for the dramatic when it comes to these hypothetical Jerry Bruckheimer apocalyptic scenarios. It runs in her family. She once told her father we were heading to the coast and he pleaded that when we park our car we park it so the trunk faces the ocean. That way we would be able to make the quickest getaway. Survival of the paranoid.
Turns out that a trip to the beach lasts exactly two Ricky Gervais podcasts. Which means we were able to get through the last four episodes and now we’re all caught up.
Yesterday, the Good Doctor and I set out to finally solve the mystery of how to digitize my vinyl collection. Of course this product would help, but I don’t have fifteen large to throw at the problem right now. The solution we are experimenting with now involves the Griffin iMic and the software Final Vinyl. This set up allows us to run the turntable through a pre-amp, with the pre-amp output feeding into the iMic. So far so good. We are starting with LP’s that currently can’t be found on CD. First up is Jeremy Steig’s Legwork which features the blowin’ track Howling for Judy (the opening flute riff was sampled by the Beasties for Sure Shot).
