I Let My Fists Do The Talkin’

“Awww, applesauce”

Rejected from the Harold Poster… this look is a little stiff. I’m redoing it.

I’m in DC this week. I had a pretty crappy week in NY, saw I could get a bus ticket on the Peter Pan for $23 one way (to compete with the Chinatown and Hasidim busses—for comparison, the Amtrack is $150)... got on the bus Saturday morning and left.

My dad retired last week and is around the house for the first time. He supplimented his birthday Video Ipod with a brand new iMac which neither parent knows how to use yet. My family has been PC users since 1990 (at at work years before that). My main activity has been loading in all his Operas on to iTunes. I’ve only done 1/3 of them.

I’m not sure how to associate his iPod with the new computer without wiping it. Actually, I’ve resigned myself to losing all the old tracks from the old computer. I don’t have an Ipod… I don’t know anything about them.

I also am watching a lot of “makeover” shows on TV.

Soviet era candy spot featuring rockbilly-esque pop and creepy Santa Claus recieving presents…those Reds got it backwards.

This puts me in the mind of my old favorite Lambrett-Twist (previously posted)