yesapparentlyyouarentsupposedtouseallthegiftcertificatesatoncebutsometimesyoujustreallyreallyneedacoffeeortenandwhatareyougonnadothen?huh?whatthen?!!?!
OK, I’m calmer now. I don’t know what it is that compells people to use up gift cards within the first week of getting them. I worked one Christmas season at a record store, and it astonished me to see all these people lining up to use their gift cards in the days just after Christmas. I mean, you just got a whole bunch of stuff, sit on them for a while, man!! I did the Boxing day shopping thing once, and it was akin to my worst vision of what Hell must be like, so never again. Personally, with the exception of the aforementioned coffee cards, I like to hold onto my gift cards. That way if that new record, or DVD, or whatever comes out, I’ll have a fall-back plan in the event I can’t fit it into the budget.
Speaking of new records, I always like talking music with you folks, so allow me to let you in on my newest discovery. Reccomended to me by none other than The Storyteller, Feast or Famine, the debut solo record from Chuck Ragan, has been kicking my ass all week. Ragan is best known for fronting the excellent band Hot Water Music, but this record is a departure from their amp-ed up punk rock. It’s an old-school acoustic record, borrowing from folk, country, and other outlaw music and it’s phenomenal. If you have ever heard a Hot Water Music song, then you know that Ragan’s voice was born for this. Check it out, it’s good eatin’.
Also, this weekend is the first NFL playoff game for my beloved Patriots. They face some stalwart opposition in Jacksonville, so say a prayer for me. I’ll be hunkered down at HQ, chips and pizza at the ready, cheering the boys on! And for those of you wondering, yes I will be drinking out of my Patriots mug, lying on my Patriots pillow, and wearing my Randy Moss Patriots jersey. The hard part was squeezing into the Patriots underoos.
Pinching somewhat,
-MM
