tell me, won't you?

regyt and moominmolly ask why the world doesn't have a meme where everyone leaves screened comments with what they want to say to to the poster but haven't yet for whatever reason -- and I say, indeed, why not? So! Tell me anything you want me to know - about me, about you, about your mom, whatever you like.

Anonymous comments are enabled, and everything is screened. Tell me something you want to tell me, anonymously or not. If you say you want me to unscreen, I will, happily.

Then do the same, and I will tell you something!

music can't be rushed

My music library is a mess, and I'm trying, slowly, to make some sense of it. Tonight, my goal is to get rid of all (obvious) duplicates.

Along the way, I'm listening to a bunch of my music, some of which I haven't listened to in a while, and some of which I just downloaded, and some of which I listen to regularly because it's awesome, and I'm having that experience where ... well, I assume everyone has this experience sometimes, where you're listening to this song, and you see the next one that's coming up and you can hardly wait for it, but the one you're listening to right now is so so so good that you don't want to rush it, and the one you just finished was ALSO great and you're sad it's over, and you wish you could listen to ALL of it at once in an orgy of auditory gluttony. That happens to you, right?

Unlike so many sensory experiences, music can't be rushed. I both love and hate that about it.

After the Storm by Mumford and Sons

The conflicts I identified in my last post notwithstanding, I've listened to this song no fewer than 8 times this evening: