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Why is it that drinking half as much tea makes you have to pee twice as much as the same amount of water?

Happy accident: I bought black Capri pants at Target in a size smaller than I usually wear, but low and behold: they fit. Am I losing weight or is it the vanity sizing?

Why is it that catalogues that sell the ‘miracle’ slimming swimsuits never show them on models who need slimming?

If I bought one of those bulb-shaped infant booger suckers, would it work on me? It seems like it would be way more expedient to wake up in the morning and suck all the accumulated mucus out all at once rather than have it slowly trickle down the longer I’m upright. Also, my million-dollar idea? Some sort of gentle scraper to get the phlegm out of my throat.

Why did Yaz and Oingo Boing agree to a remix collaboration of ‘Don’t Go’ and ‘Weird Science’? When I think of Yaz I don’t immediately think of Oingo Boingo and the reverse is the same. I think I heard somewhere that Danny Elfman married Laura Dern. Go figure. Whatever happened to Alison Moyet? (A quick Wikipedia check shows that she had a dispute with her record label for much of the 90’s, has released two solo discs in 2002 and 2004, and took a part in the West End production of Chicago.)

Hey – ‘Call me Blue’ by A House is on. I remember seeing them open up for someone and then when the headliner came on all of a sudden the lead singer of A House was standing next to me jumping up and down. He was kind of dorky, but kind of cute.

Yes, I am listening to internet 80’s radio.

I have other brushes with indie rock ‘celebrity’: I drove around Screaming Trees for an afternoon. Ditto for The Posies. I had lunch with Steve Shelley of Sonic Youth, and Lee Ranaldo of Sonic Youth left me a message on my answering machine. Kitchens of Distinction sang ‘Hey, Hey, Paula’ to me. On separate occasions I had dinner with Pere Ubu and Jim Thirlwell (from Scraping Foetus off the Wheel). I escorted Poi Dog Pondering back to their hotel. Naked Raygun did my radio show. Urge Overkill cussed me out for messing up their radio promotion. I shook Henry Rollin’s hand – he claimed to be glad to meet me. Sometimes I wish I could go back to my college days when I was a cool rock promotions chik.

My cocktail party conversation question is: If you could see 5 bands play live, who would they be? Part of the explanation is that you can time-travel to see bands that are broken up or to see now has-been bands in their prime (i.e., don’t waste one of your precious picks on the White Stripes unless you can name some particular uber-fantastic show that you missed). My list is always evolving, but here’s the current:
1. The Jam (they’re pretty much always on the list)
2. The Who back in 1965
3. Big Country circa 1989
4. This is cheating a little, but I would have liked to see the 1983 US Festival
5. The Jazz Butcher
Maybe this would make a good meme. Consider yourself tagged.

Resolution Dairy:
Exercise: still not advisable if I want to remain in possession of both of my lungs.
Dinner yesterday: very lean cheeseburger with A1 sauce, small scoop of potato salad, two forkfuls of cake – no booze because it makes me all wonky with the cold meds.
Breakfast: three mugs of TheraTea – green tea with mint and lemongrass.
Lunch: small salad, rotolo pasta, iced tea.
Snack: nada
Reading: When All the World Was Young: A Memoir, by Barbara Holland

1:42 p.m. - 2006-05-04

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