OK, so like, first, I couldn’t figure out why BabyPod was playing only Air. Air is good. Sure, Air is nice. Hell, Air is a 10,000 Hz Legend. But Air, I don’t want to hear you right now, because I want to move the pivot point of a friggidyfrakkin’ poly cube and my laptop ain’t got no insert button, you hear what I’m saying, Dear Reader?
Well, trust me, that’s more of an AC/DC type situation. Boston, maybe. Virgin Suicides? NO. NO, I TELL YOU.
Huh. Where the fuck is my insert button? My insert button of LIFE???? Sadly, I do not know, Dear Reader. I do not know.
Whatever. So then after like almost the whole record, I realized I’d turned shuffle off. OK. Phew. Gimme some Weezer, BabyPod. Hit me with the Journey I just “album completed.” Awww, yeah.
No. It’s… what IS this? I’ve never heard this song in my life and it is HORRIBLE. Michael Penn, WHAT THE… oh, it’s from the Boogie Nights soundtrack. Jeeeezus. Fuhfuh, fuhfuh, as my sister and I used to scream. You know, like for the ff button. Of life.
Last week I’d set the ‘Pod random setting to be like, wicked freakin’ random, and oddly, it was not. PSYCH! So I put it back to just kinda mildly random, which is pretty random, random enough for my tastes, at any rate, considering the freakshow that is my record collection.
Here is the random crap BabyPod is trying to get me to kill myself with right now:
- The Michael Penn thing (I mean, HOLY CRAP. That is BAD. Dude.)
- My Morning Jacket (not bad in and of itself)
- More Air
- More I don’t know what it is but all of a sudden I have a knife in my hand holy crap
Now The Shat is reading me a poem about his dead wife in a pool. Dang, BabyPod, if you wanted some time alone in the house, you could have just said so!
phew, take the skinheads bowling, i am saved