• I am not a pet, mind you.

    It’s a children’s book, really.

    No, really, I’ve got nothing to add to this. Snark amongst yourselves. Me, I’m just getting my daily entry out of the way, and I’m too zonked out (feeling like thirty three and a third in a forty five RPM world) to come up with real content…

  • Filler Entries Are Fun

    We went north, we ate food, we chatted, we slept, we ate and chatted some more, we drove home.

    Oh, I took some pictures. They’ll show up in the gallery as soon as I have a stretch of time that isn’t in-freaking-sane in which to process them.

    Today? Not a good day, by most measures of such things. Le sigh. It wasn’t all bad, but it sure as heck wasn’t all good…

  • Brief Trip North

    So a group of us are heading up to Seattle for a nice overnight visit and party and such. I’m bringing my camera, so if all goes well there’ll be pictures once I get back.

    Don’t get into too much trouble while I’m gone, okay? Thanks.

  • Search Engine Funtime

    Now that the new server has stabilized, and now that I’ve switched from the not-updated-since-August-2003 Analog to the bright and new AWStats for website reporting, I can relax and do fun things like dig through this month’s search queries for nuggets of bloggy goodness.

    The anime site is generating its fair share of traffic, especially from fans of Popotan, Stellvia, Bottle Fairy and Mai Hime. Oddly enough, nobody used any inappropriate search phrases in that category this time around. (Whew.)

    I can’t say the same about whoever found me by searching for “peter pan slash fiction.” Ewww. Just, ewww. Oh, and if you’re searching for “google” on Google, you need professional help. And the less said about “penis sizes for a 15 year old,” the better.

    I’m surprised that the “Sorry Everybody” site (scroll down if you’re that curious, though one would think everyone’s seen it by now) generated so much traffic to this page. I mean, it’s not like people come here for compelling spiffy new meme-like stuff. But hey, whatever works. I even earned a couple of semi-spammy comments from it.

    One wonders what spurs someone to search for “mormon tractor trailer rig.” Hmm.

    I don’t know if I can help you “troubleshoot pumpkin pie not set up,” but if you give me said pumpkin pie I’ll be willing to give it a taste. Er, try. *cough*

    Workplace entries, particularly personality-specific posts, generate some traffic. People still want to know about Marconi and Tiny, and wonder if I have any new anecdotes about Daria O’Neil, and so on. The answer in both cases is “no,” which is fortunate or unfortunate depending on your point of view.

    And for the very, very small handful of you who were looking for the Tenchi Muyo Thumbnail Theater and the Past, Present, Future archives… all I can say is, if you’ll pardon the phrase, “Sorry everybody!”

  • Can I have a drink off of your…?

    Sweet mother of wrongness, does anybody put any thought at all into product names anymore?

    Exhibit #3497-A in my case for the fact that Marketing has completely triumphed over Common Sense. “Absolutely original. The children love it.” You said what?

    Oh my goodness, the puns, won’t someone please think of the puns!

    (Link via Korashime. So blame him, if you’re into that sort of thing. Oh, and while you’re at UniBev, check out one of the other product links… and be afraid, very afraid.)

  • Astronaut

    The lead-off single, Sunrise, from the new Duran Duran album has been kicking around the airwaves for quite some time now. Now that the album’s out (and my workplace was kind enough to kick me over a copy), I’ve had a chance to see if the rest of the album lives up to such a peppy, catchy selling track.

    I’m not sure how best to put this, but how about I just say that as a pop record, it succeeds on its own merits.

    I should explain. I generally listen to two types of music, much to my dear father’s chagrin: Rock, and Pop. The line between the two is often muddied, and I tend not to really care one way or the other which is which. The only real distinction between the two in my mind is that of Safe versus Risky. I don’t care how many guitars are playing, if the song is crafted so as to appeal precisely to a core demographic, it’s Pop. (Insert diatribe about so-called edgy “alternative rock” bands here.) Rock, admittedly, usually involves electric guitars. The Pet Shop Boys don’t exactly write what most people would consider “rock music.”

    Like I said, the line is often muddied. But bear with me, here.

    Astronaut is a very good pop record. It’s neatly, almost lovingly produced. There are nice variations in tone and tempo and effect. However, there’s not a risk taken anywhere. This thing is instantly recognizable as a Duran Duran record, and at no point is there a surprise track. Maybe your experience was different, but I was pleasantly surprised by some of the tracks on The Wedding Album. I’m thinking both of the two hit singles (Come Undone and Ordinary World) and some of the unaired tracks (Love Voodoo and Too Much Information). They sounded, of course, like Duran Duran… but they were just different enough to make me think, “Hey. Not bad. Way to do something unexpected, guys.”

    I listened to this new album all the way through and while at no point did I think that a particular song sucked (oddly enough, this too is unlike my experience with The Wedding Album), none of the songs stuck in my mind either. Are the lead-off tracks good? Sure, they’re catchy and peppy and all that, but a year from now nobody’s going to be listening to them.

    The closest thing to “something different” comes at the end of the album in the form of Still Breathing, a dark-ish piece that includes the idea of burning down one’s hometown. Now if only it was a more memorable song, I’d be more excited about this.

    By comparison, the Franz Ferdinand album is also a very carefully crafted pop record, but it works in a way Astronaut entirely fails to. If I was a more knowledgeable sort, I suppose, I could put my finger on exactly why, but there you have it. This is why I don’t write for Rolling Stone, Pulse, or that neighborhood rag you see at the store but never bother picking up.

    I’ll say it again: This is a very good pop record. If you like Duran Duran at all, this is not a bad purchase. I actually suspect that a few of these tracks would make outstanding remixes. But… I wanted something I could really get stuck in my head and enjoy the hell out of, and this ain’t it.