"Be Label Conscious This Summer"

"Or an Ode to Michael Myers" is probably an apt subtitle for this post.

I saw the title of this post on a billboard ad for Heineken I passed this afternoon on a walk in my Nike shoes, Abercrombie shorts and Tower Records t-shirt to the park for a picnic with storebrand PB&J sandwiches and Arizona Iced Tea, reading a Star Wars novel and soaking up some sun.

It was such a nice day, I was glad to be out of the house. My Apple G4 laptop probably needed the rest after crunching its processors doing some graphics work on Adobe Photoshop for Clean Recordings.

Upon my return from the park, my Nokia did its annoying polyphonic ring to inform me my friend Jenn was calling. She's on my AT&T Wireless GSM America Family Plan. Such an odd thing. My best friend Jenn and my boyfriend Damon are on my Family Plan. Family. What a word. I'm sure neo-Conservatives everywhere are clutching their hearts and staggering away from their computers right now.

Speaking of computer, my self-installed, Apple Airport wireless, in-home network isn't working. And Why? Verizon.

Who'd have thought Verizon would have thoroughly messed up my DSL order, yet again?

No, I do have it and its allowing me to view porn, "borrow" music and post to my blog at half the blazing speed I had at my old address; it's just that my old e-mail account with them didn't make the transfer to the new number or new account. I never use Verizon e-mail, but the Mail program in OS X does need to connect to that account so I can send e-mails from my att.net account.

For now I have to use the Web-based e-mail program, which isn't too bad, except that AT&T is in cahoots with Microsoft. All the bells and whistles for the program only work with IE; I'm a Netscape user, quite possibly one of the last. Such a bummer. No color, italics or backgrounds for the few e-mails I send.

After unsuccessfully dealing with the aforementioned problem, I watched Austin Powers in Goldmember on my Panasonic TV with DirecTV. I was rather disappointed because I missed the opening sequence, probably the best part of the movie.

That's pretty much up-to-the-minute as I'm writing this.

This weekend wasn't all that exciting. It was our off week for Sugar & Spice, which we've cut because Philadelphia doesn't have much of a House music scene. I couldn't even get our party listed in the City Paper or Philadelphia Weekly. Damon spun at a drag show at the Mercury Lounge Friday, which I mostly missed because I visited Jenn at Starbucks across the street from the "Real World Philadelphia" house.

I finally got to see 2 of the cast members. It was hardly a life-changing moment. And the media is all over them, creating more drama. A "Making of Real World Philadelphia" is definitely in order.

This liberal is over and out.

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