Yo - It's record store day - go buy you a record or something. I picked up the new Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings release and it has made my day. Get some for free here. My turntable has died and I do listen to an ipod more than anything else, so it's easy to forget what it's like to go and peruse CDs, or LP's (better), at the local shop. Back when I first moved to Athens, I would go to Wuxtry literally every single weekday during lunch. I would look and maybe one out of every 12 visits buy something. That habit lasted well into my 30's. Nowdays, I hit Newbury Comics maybe once every four months. I guess that's what happens when you get old and have itunes.I think I'm gonna get one of those all in one record players after we move to the new house so I can sit in the basement and listen to my old vinyl in mono.
I went down to New Orleans last week with my old friends Scratch, Reggie and DooDoo. Except for having to hang out with Reggie after he made the Abita-influenced decision to have his head painted, it was a fine time. Ate some fine boudin, oysters, crawfish, etc, etc etc. and caught some great music (for free) at the French Quarter festival. Best show (at least by a new group for me)- the Tin Men. Big Sam did his thing and the 101 Runners jammed the way I like it. Eventually though the crowds got to me and I had to split. If only I had had my bike with me....
Spring is finally here in NE and I've gotten in a couple of good rides recently. Everywhere else I've ever lived, winter was the time for mountain biking. Not here - we have to wait for all the snow to melt, then for all the flooding to stop, then for all the mud to dry up. Then, around now I gather, it's finally time to ride again. This is going to take some getting used to.
I've been running - supposedly as training for a 1/2 marathon. So far, so slow. I haven't crippled myself yet. This morning I ran(?) 6 miles, which I am sure is furthest I've ever gone on foot without stopping. I've complained for years about hating running, but maybe I've been wrong.
