A Few Good Memes

My babysitter asked to use Rhapsody while she was home helping with laundry and such. I was glad to oblige. She’s a music fan and she works hard for me, so why not make it nicer by having some tunes. Little did I know she was going to RUIN MY REPUTATION. I pop on to my blog the next day and, HOLY SHIT - there’s Celine Dion staring me in the face. Quick! Grab the HTML extinguisher! I was afraid Ms. Dion and Umphrey’s McGee on the same page might be like matter and anti-matter, causing a major detonation and a possible rip in the fabric of spacetime. I told her that I’d better not start seeing Michael Bolton on there if she wants to keep her job

Oh, except those Justin Timberlake links are mine. I love his new CD and a bunch of the new remixes. This, after I would have been loathe to play his previous one to the stray cat that keeps coming around sending my felines to the ceiling.

So, if you see good music over there on the side, it’s mine. If you see unlistenable tripe, it’s my babysitter.

Oh, and a brief chat with Alyssa this evening got me to thinking I might be able to use Rhapsody tracks as my ringtone on my phone. Lo and behold, it twurked. With zero fuss. So now when I get a call, my friends/coworkers/random strangers in earshot will know exactly who’s bringing sexy back.