Man, I would like to bottle today. Mid 70s, low humidity, 5-10 mph winds and a sprinkling of fluffy white clouds. The pine pollen is still on the trees and the insects aren’t out yet. Bradford Pear trees blooms are still hanging around, the dogwoods are just starting and a couple of the early azaleas are out.
Radio Paradise is hitting all the right musical notes as far as I’m concerned. It is almost enough to make me want so send them a few bucks. Recent play list:
Joseph Arthur – Can’t Exist
Porcupine Tree – Mellotron Scratch
Deus – Sister Dew
Richard Thompson – Turning of the Tide
Patty Griffin – Change
Ian Anderson – Panama Freighter
Nik Kershaw – Wounded
Maria de Barros – Mi Nada Um Ca Tem
Bob Marley – Is this Love
Also, I’m reading a female PI mystery book called In Big Trouble by Laura Lippman that is hitting all the right words. Sample (she is in San Antonio):
“I’ve never had anything like this. Most Mexican food in Baltimore is so…perfunctory. I mean, you know you are in trouble when the best place in town has something called ‘Los Sandichos’ on the menu. And the Mexican place near my house has a wait staff of Estonians. Here, I could make a meal from the tortillas alone. They’re incredible.”
Rick looked puzzled. “They’re flour and lard. You could make them yourself. Anyone could.”
“Theoretically.” She could also solve simple physics equations if she put her mind to it, but that didn’t mean she was going to start anytime soon.
A chunk of the day in the middle was taken up by that pesky work thing, but all in all, very nice.
Miata Top Transitions since 01/01/05: 67
A station playing Nik Kershaw? Wow! And don’t think I’ve forgotten you. I have the Beatles mix burned..I’m just needing to get ink for the printer to do artwork..and I can’t do that until tomorrow 🙁
Radio Paradise is such a good fit for me, I have been listening to them exclusively for 6 months to year now. I’ve been telling everyone I know to give them a listen. I’m starting to sound like a born-again Christian trying to covert the heathens. And much like them, I just can’t believe how those I tell can not be as excited by this as I am. I’d wrap up a CD with 12 hours of their stream and send it to you, but (continuing with the religious metaphors) I’d feel like a Jehovah’s Witness knocking on your door trying to pass out one of those little Watchtower pamphlets.