There is no way to feed this many

I have some how gotten myself in to a strange funk. I think it began somewhere between reading Paul's amazing "The Annotated Everything" Blog, the weather, and sad (and dead) folks like E. Smith, N. Drake and J. Buckley. Reading Paul's blog reminds me of the times when I would blog to secretly throw all of my emotions down on (virtual) paper. The snow, and the lonely nature of moving away really gets to me, and for awhile this blog was my only outlet. Someone reminded me of a few Livejournal posts from a while back, and it reminded me of how I used to write. I'm not sure if I have changed for better or for worse, but I have surely changed.

As of right now, I am attempting to create a Hip-Hop collection of CDs. I already have a few Beastie Boys discs, but so far I have added some Mos Def, Jurassic 5, MF Doom and Gnarls Barkley (This is not even mentioning all the stuff of various legitimacies I have on my iPod). My grand plan is to be able to; A: Make sure I do not get too in to one type of music over the winter; B: Have some rad tunes for next spring/summer; C: To leave my children an eclectic inheritance; D: There is no D.

Blogging is fun.