So there is a band I adore, and one of the band members released a solo album. Initially, I thought this might be a good idea. For example, I love Paul Bellows' music and Paul came out of Splendourbog. I love Glen Phillips' music, he came out of Toad The Wet Sprocket. Well, I gave some of the tracks a listen to, and to say I was disappointed, would be an understatement. It's an album I definitely wouldn't buy, or even recommend. Oh well, not everyone can branch out on their own. I won't name said artist, but they annoyed me even further by making comments about President Bush.
Speaking of musicians and their political leanings, Sheryl Crow called our house in the last week, and Geoff hung up on her. He also hung up on Bill Clinton. I'm a little jealous, I hung up on just Coloradan politicians. I'd have to say in the last year with all the election hoopla on both sides of the border, a musician's political stance has been enough to make me not want to listen to their music. It's one thing, if they have always been open about where they stand (REM, Beastie Boys), but if they just decide now to choose sides, it makes it hard for me to listen to their music. Am I being silly? Perhaps. I'm hoping we all can get back to normal.
I struck a deal with Geoff that may affect the rest of my entertainment life. I told Geoff that if Michael Moore wins Best Picture at the Oscars in 2005, I will never watch the Oscars again. He was giddy, asking if it applied to all award shows. In all fairness, that would leave the Emmys and the Golden Globes. I do wonder how you get to have your picture nominated for Best Picture. Is it enough for Mr. Moore to say he wants the prize? If they want to get all controversial maybe they should nominate The Passion Of The Christ. They certainly wouldn't award Mel Gibson that prize, they like to give out awards to people who are controversial in a different way (see Roman Polanski).
50 days until Christmas. Eep. well, I have a list of what I'm buying everyone, except Mike. Mike, what do you want for Christmas? Now I just have to peck away at buying this stuff, and ship off some of it. But first, I have to get past Dylan, Dawn & Colin's birthdays. So really, half the battle is won. I know what I need to buy. :)
16 days until Vegas. Oh Yeah! Chad is now in on the trip, so he can get excited. He wasn't mad at Lisa, which was her concern. Well, he was annoyed (or disgusted) by the cake she made (Lisa, Geoff thought it was gross!). We're trying to decide if we want to spend the money on seeing Penn & Teller. I think it would fun, but $155 worth of fun? Hard to say. We will likely take in a movie at the theatre in the hotel, we're thinking of seeing The Incredibles. I have to call and book my massage soon.
I guess I'm done. I'll close with a quote from Grosse Pointe Blank.
Debi : You're a psychopath.
Marty : No, no. Psychopaths kill for no reason. I kill for *money*. It's a *job*. That didn't come out right.