She'd bring him a typewriter...

Oh... now my playlist decides to start hitting all the good songs. I'm such an immense dork for programming my main playlist to drop all the songs that have been played in the last month and only let them back in after four weeks. I think after another month or so I'll have the good stuff spread out well enough to have a decent-sounding playlist all month. And my Awesome Songs playlist has somehow jumped up over 100. Which means that clearly the awesome has been diluted a little bit, but I can deal with that. It'll still do well when all I'm down to on my main playlist is soundtracks and random old stuff I don't want to listen to anymore.

Little Moon Sammy's out from under the dishwasher, which is strange in itself... but he's also letting me pet him, and he's attacking my leg whenever I type. I think if I take him to school with me, I'm going to have to teach him that typing is not a challenge to fight. Otherwise I'll have no fingers at all and nothing done. I'm so glad that he's being more social now, though... my sister doesn't have to lure him out! He's so strange... I've never seen a kitten that didn't squirm when you picked him up, but if you can catch him, he'll let you carry him all over the place. And he has a habit of laying down on your face.

Oww... and headphones are not a threat. Crazy tiny kitten. Hee, and it looks like he borrowed his tail from a lemur.

Aside from driving all over the place yesterday, about the only relevant thing I did yesterday was pick up OK Go's new album "Oh No." It's good, but I think it'll take another listen or two before I can decide if I like it more than their first one or not. The album doesn't really have any songs like "1000 Miles an Hour" or "The Fix is In," which I absolutely adored on the first album. ("Hello, My Treacherous Friends" is still one of my absolute favouries, but I count that among the EPs they had out when they were touring with TMBG, since the album version wasn't quite as good). And I just cannot listen to "Million Ways" without seeing their dance in my head. It just makes me laugh. So... we'll see. I was actually going to write more, but Moon Sammy is making it impossible to type right now with his constant attacks on my hands and left armpit.

And the sun is out today! I wish someone had reminded me that today was the day the bands were playing at the fair... I would've come. It's not like I have anything to do this morning aside from wonder if there's anything to do. And maybe go get my ears pierced, since it's almost Labor Day and that's the last day I can get my friend to do it. Plus I don't know if I'll be able to make it to any of the games. I've only got two Fridays left here, and one of them will undoubtedly be for packing.

On Katrina, only somewhat to prove that I'm not entirely cut off from the world.

I feel sort of bad that I haven't mentioned anything about the hurricane. Especially considering it must've gone right over antipixie's old house (I hope things are all right over there!) But... it's weird. I've sort of been off on this, and I want to blame the media. I remember a few days ago or whenever all this started hearing about the big category 1 storm going over the tip of Florida, and everyone going on about how they weren't worried because they'd weathered worse and this was just a big, wet, slow storm. There was some sort of dire warning from Jeb Bush, and then it was off into the Gulf of Mexico and New Orleans was ordered evacuated and my family was wondering why Louisiana's governor didn't get to say anything on TV. Then they're all "It's category five now" but there was no "This is going to be bad!" In fact, I remember a whole lot of "we thought it was going to be worse, it's only a four now." Even during the storm things were played down. And now suddenly (or, two days ago suddenly) everyone's like "look at how terrible this is!" and gas has jumped up insanely. So... why? Why did no one say anything about how bad this was going to be until after. I mean, it was a freaking category five going in, you'd think someone would have said something like "This is going to be terrible!" I don't know... maybe they did, when I wasn't looking. But if it was on the BBC or NPR it totally doesn't count. There's something off about the way this whole thing is being handled... and I'm very sorry for everyone who's been stuck in this mess. It's horrible, and if I had any money to help out, I would. Heck, I want to go down there and help, but I don't have the money for that, either. I never got to see New Orleans, and now the poor place is going to take quite a while to get back on its feet. Here's to hoping the Bush administration does something useful and doesn't concentrate too much on making themselves look better. Listening to his speech yesterday was one of the more awkward and uninspiring things I've had to deal with. He doesn't sound optimistic enough. Or maybe he's trying to pretend that this oil mess isn't making him and Cheney even richer. I miss having a president with a personality, really I do.

So... Gulf Coast, Get Well Soon. And sorry for mixing my sympathies with my confused and political musings, but my mind's all tied together that way.