It's late notice, but I'm heading up to Champaign in a couple hours to do Memphis On Main's weekly comedy night. I've got a few new things to work out for the show in Anderson, IN Friday - or a few things to toss in the garbage, depending on how it goes. Probably I'll be trying out the new material to half a dozen comics and the bar staff, which is no way to figure out anything, but whatever.
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In other news, I got summoned for jury duty. Of course, the trial dates are the dates I'm scheduled to be in Iowa and Minnesota, so I'm going to have to dress nice and convince someone at the court house that my livelihood will be seriously jeopardized if I don't spend a weekend telling dick jokes up north.
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Last but not least, this beauty -
- is now en route to my house. My buddy Jake just opened a vinyl shop here in town, so it's time to break out the turntable and get a proper system together again. Believe it or not, you can still get almost anything on vinyl for not much more - and sometimes even less - than the CD, and lots of labels are re-issuing their entire catalogs.
In my opinion, vinyl sounds better than plastic - the sound is bigger, warmer. And since the claim that CD's can't be scratched or destroyed has long been proven to be a bunch of marketing bullshit, I'm rebuilding my vinyl collection. Besides, the art is better. No one has yet figured out a way to make CD packaging something pleasurable to hold in your hands, look at, and read.
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