Comments on: A Not-Very-Short List of Things I Did Today to Procrastinate

By: Jodi

Jodi — Tue, 07 May 2013 20:25:30 +0000

In reply to LeAnn. I KNOW! I'm still kind of mad when I think how shitty those instructions are and so not helpful at all. Whomever wrote their troubleshooting guide should be shot with 1000 rubberbands.

By: LeAnn

LeAnn — Tue, 07 May 2013 20:22:38 +0000

Ah! I just got a Brother printer a couple months ago and I swore a lot trying to set the damn wifi up. The instructions are AWFUL and they don’t really need to be.

By: Susanna

Susanna — Tue, 07 May 2013 17:07:45 +0000

In reply to Jodi.

Yeah, I entered a contest once to get tickets and go backstage to meet The Cure. This was in like 2006. The newspaper called me and — thank God — told me I didn’t win, but I could have 4 tickets anyway! Best of both worlds — free tickets and I did NOT meet Robert Smith, because what the hell would I say to Robert Smith? Me, shaking like a leaf: “I’m a huge fan!” Him: “No shit, join the effing club.”

By: Jodi

Jodi — Tue, 07 May 2013 16:17:38 +0000

In reply to Susanna.

A. The memoir is okayish. I think I enjoyed it more because it gave me warm fuzzies about the mid-to-late90s more than anything else.
B. Yeah, right there with you. However, the last show I saw was like in May 99 and it was really good. Maybe he was having a good day.
C. I cannot even contemplate the whole private show thing. . . it sounds like hell. I once at a grilled cheese sandwich at a Denny’s in Hudson, WI that was a few tables away from Mike as he (I imagine) chowed down on some Moons over My Hammy. That was too close a brush for me. I don’t want to meet musicians I admire.

By: Susanna

Susanna — Tue, 07 May 2013 16:09:29 +0000

Soul Coughing! I’m here (procrastinating from work) and now on Mike Doughty’s project page.
A. Why did I forget to read his memoir?
B. I could tumble into a rabbithole of wondering what will happen with his revising/revisiting the dark places. I saw Soul Coughing live 3 times as they traversed the US back and forth. Each time Mike D became more and more angry and bitter seeming, so that the last show made me have a hurting stomach on behalf of all rock and roll. I still have emotional scars, I think, so that I feel sorry for all touring artists until I remember it’s a choice.
C. The pledge scale is so annoying! The books are all gone. Not that I have $750 to pledge to a completed project, or $2500 either, but I think it would be so awkward to have an artist play to just me and my significant other (well, it technically says boyfriend or girlfriend, so since I’m married, I guess we’re ineligible anyway). And for $2500 he’ll only travel within 400 miles of NYC? Like, what if I were rich and paid his airfare and put him up in a nice hotel? Then would he go farther? Or does he have, like, an oxygen tube where the cord only stretches 400 miles?

I’m so disturbed now.