Remember that bonus photo yesterday? Yeah, her. That kid of mine got a blog.* Run for your lives!
Anders bought a little adapter thingy and hooked up the cables to my old American stereo tape deck and I’m currently recording the first of my many, many mixed tapes to a .wav file on the computer to be edited and sectioned later for burning onto a CD. Whee! I’m such an über-geek! I’m even geekier because I know how to make a ü without even hesitating. ü ü ü! hahahaha!
Umlauts always make me giddy.
I met my friend Camilla for lunch today. I haven’t seen her since early September when she moved to Poland to teach for a year. An hour with a good friend that I miss a lot isn’t nearly enough, but it was sure better than nothing. As a bonus, the sun was shining so I got some sunshine on my face, AND got out of the office for an hour and even got an errand run after lunch.
The title of the tape that I’m currently recording is: Music to give Stomachfarts by. cap_killer made it for me in college, the first of many. It was the first time I had ever heard Rickie Lee Jones, Supertramp, Joan Armatrading, Heart, Jethro Tull, Laurie Anderson, Tom Waits, Dire Straits, David Bowie, The Who, and Elvis Costello. I’m too embarrassed to list the music I was listening to before she widened my musical horizons.
Do you call them stomachfarts? I’ve also heard them called zerberts. You know, when you grab someone’s shirt (usually a little kid’s), pull it up and put your lips against their tummy and blow really hard with your mouth open? Pbbbb! If you don’t call them stomachfarts or zerberts, what DO you call them?
*Although, she’s still a little unclear on the concept.