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June 23, 2005
Oh, That's What "Tag" Means
When I first got email access I thought it was awesome. I mean, I got to send messages to my friends in real-time. Hell, I think it might have even been before "real-time" and instead I only got to send them really fast.
I think they were as enamored by email as I was because we sent these long-ass emails to each other all the time.
But the excitement waned.
Yet, the amount of email I got didn't. A "friend" or two put me on their list and started sending me every fucking joke they came across. Then someone's mom put me on her poems about angels list. It was funny at first -- the jokes, not the angel crap --- and I even read the stuff.
But my interest in the chain emails dried up as well when downloading porn started taking up larger and larger chunks of my time.
Soon enough my friends' interest in joke emails died, or they just stopped sending them to me because they knew I just deleted the stuff. It was then that I, and my inbox, enjoyed a month or two of relative quiet.
It didn't last too long, however. My roommate and I got his girlfriend naked and covered her with transparent scotch tape. For some reason she interpreted that to be a sign that I wanted her email about why I should boycott Coke, Pepsi, Dr Pepper and Sprite and how if I forward the message to 72 of my closest friends I'd get a free glass of water next time I looked my secret crush straight in the eye.
I don't know, the emails could have said that I never read them.
Then my aunt got in on the act. About 8 years after I got my first email I got an email from her. It was one of the same jokes I saw my freshman year of college.
Before I even read through the whole thing (down to the part that said if I don't forward it to everyone I know I'd have seven years of bad luck) to see if it was any different from the almost-ancient original another one appeared in my inbox. This one about angels.
Yep, all the originals sent out by one person instead of ten.
Then came Myspace which seems to be a great vehicle for things I used to get through forwarded emails. Things like the "How bad are you?" test (I'm bad).
So, I've had a few years of pass-this-on and forward-this emails and such, but never once had I heard anything about being tagged.
For me that was always something kids played at recess or did to the sides of buildings while their friends looked out for cops.
What I'm saying is, Patrick, Sweetney, I apologize for a slow response. I was confused. (Oh, yeah, and I apologize now for making it sound like your responses to the questions to which I'm about to respond are anything like this.)
Total size of music files on my computer.
3.64 Gigs. I mostly listen to cds, but I've got music on my hard drive and even splurged one day and bought an iPod.
That was mostly because someone gave me a gift certificate for taking their fridge from them - they gave me their fridge and then gave me a gift certificate for amazon.com for taking it from them.
(If anyone else wants to give me something for free let me know: calculatoronfire @ hotmail.com.)
Speaking of free, I have dozens of records I don't use much anymore. I've got a lot of old Chicago punk rock (Naked Raygun, Pegboy, etc), Some stuff from the late 80's & early nineties (Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Minutemen), some noise rock, jazz and a bunch of classical. I'm willing to give them away or trade them for railroad ties or whatever.
The last CD I bought was:
I don't know. I don't keep track of this stuff too well. It could have been Picaresque by the Decemberists but I don't think so. It's more likely that I bought a bunch all at once. I think I got a copy of Ryan Adams & the Cardinals double disk, Cold Roses, a copy of The World Clique by Dee-Lite and a CD copy of Social Distortion, which I already have on record and am willing to give away, by Social Distortion.
Yeah. That was probably it.
Nope. It was Gimme Fiction by Spoon.
Or maybe that was the same time.
I went to the store with Emma (Yeah, you're tagged now.) and she got a copy of the Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou which I illegally aquired.
Song playing right now in iTunes:
iTunes is a broke bitch. Last time I tried to use it it wouldn't copy Emperor Tomato Ketchup by Stereolab and the time before that it told me my copy of Thickfreakness by the Black Keys didn't exist.
But just so I have something to put down here I pulled up the program put it on shuffle and out popped Lemon Yellow Black by Jets to Brazil.
Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
Planetary by Rainer Maria. It's on their album Look Now Look Again on Polyvinyl Records.
Am I Pretty Yet? by Traitors. I've got this song is on a record I'm not giving away. A split 7" with Scared of Chaka on Johanns Face Records.
Enter the Night by Nerves is on comp called Magnetic Curses.
The Mariner's Revenge Song - the Decemberists. I've been listening to this one a lot lately. Just this week I forced Carl of Baltimore to listen to it. (And Carl, by virtue of your mention you are "tagged.")
Cherry Cherry by Unrest on Teenbeat Records.
Want them online? Tell me where I can host them.
Posted by calculatoronfire at June 23, 2005 09:10 PM
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did i really just witness a proud and free american man turn his back on naked raygun and pegboy?
disturbing.
Posted by: patrick at June 24, 2005 11:27 AM
I ain't turnin' my back on nobody. I just can't seem to keep my old record playing machine in what you'd call working condition. So if someone with a little more technical expertise than I wants to have themself a rockin' good time they're welcome to it.
I ain't disturbed or nuffin.
Posted by: brian at June 24, 2005 12:15 PM
i love a boy i tell im tht he tell me can we e friend what do i have to do
Posted by: fabyola at February 17, 2006 07:31 PM