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Thursday, October 14, 2004

Among the mp3s I realized are pretty much lost for good and/or would take me too much time and effort to find again:
  • A live recorded version of Resurrection Blues by Cassandra Wilson that she posted on her website a long time ago. It was a one-time thing, and it's long since gone.
  • The following Wesley Willis tunes: I Whupped Batman's Ass, I Whupped Superman's Ass, and Birdman Kicked My Ass. How many blog entries did I use to analyze these contradictions?
  • The Cantonese version of the theme song to Once Upon a Time in China.
I came across this realization trying to compile the last straggling bits of data I culled from my deceased computer and burn them all onto a single CD-RW. Note how I did not include all my mp3s from A&E's Chicago - Live by Request. I'm getting that puppy on DVD eventually.

Ah, what I'd give for a laptop with a CD burner. Although, that may be coming soon. I'll believe it when I'm posting the entry about it from said item.

I'm feeling a little better now, although my energy level is still quite low. E, on the other hand, seems to be on a roller coaster ride of symptoms. Now that I think about it, I remember a semester during my last grad school attempt where I was sick for 95% of it. It wasn't pretty, but I still got the As.

What sucks is that I've got things to do, and I don't know how much I'm going to get done. One thing is for certain, however. Come hell or high water, I'm going to the Juan Williams lecture tonight. He's a fine author and a great journalist, and I'd like to hear what he has to say. But as a radio personality... shoot, he makes Terry Gross seem like Sam Kinison.

Note to self: get some dit da jow.

My weekend plans to challenge, to see whose kung fu is superior, hear Bardor Tulku Rinpoche speak might be put on the kibosh, especially if E and I aren't feeling any better. It's all we can do to get around A-Town, nevermind trudging up to Columbus.