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A guy at work posed the question today --"What are your 3 desert island albums"? I thought this would be easy until I flipped through the album covers on my IPod. Tough assignment, but here's my answers:

Miles Davis - Kind of Blue.

Miles and Sinatra are the only stylists to have perfectly placed every note, AFAIC. The beginning and end of modal jazz. Accessible and freaking awesome.

The Postal Service - Give Up.

Great lyricist and singer combines with a incredible electronic beatsmith? I'll have more please. I don’t know if Give Up invented or just popularized electro-pop but this is the genre's best.

Weezer - Weezer (Blue Album).

Every song on this album is fantastic (Only in Dreams is the exception that proves the rule). Who hasn't taken a road trip with their high school friends and successfully sung all the lyrics to the blue album along with the stereo? What's that, I'm the only one? Then you guys suck.

Posted by Mike at 09:27 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Sam slept in until 8:15 this morning. 8:15! That's the latest non-timezone-aided rousing of his life. Naturally, I figured something was wrong. So I went in to check it out. This is what I found:

Of course! Sam discovered one of his first 'guy things'. THE BUTTON. The button is a magical zone on the male body that acts like epidermic narcolepsy. Simply slide your hand inside your waistband, rest it above the crotch, and out you go.

Glad you discovered it son. Enjoy.

Posted by Mike at 08:57 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)