Lying on the couch at 12:40 p.m. watching the oak leaves outside wistfully sigh from green to yellow. Week seven recovering from the car accident I chronicled earlier. While I occasionally get antsy I’m never bored. Too many books and blogs to read, podcasts to listen to, applications to try, plug-ins to play with. And now, with Hulu, http://www.hulu.com there’s a new world of programs to watch–Twilight Zone and Alfred Hitchcock specifically. Great article in Oct. Wired on how Hulu is yet another step in changing how we live.
(Feel the synapses crackle in joyful rearrangement).
A friend loaned me season four of The Office, whose characters had to have been based on real people on my campus.
I’m now allowed to walk up and down steps so I hiked slowly upstairs to my studio and wanted to hug my mic. It felt good to record and mix again.
Last night I played with a set of new Giant Squib omnidirectional stereo mics, hand made for $65 and outperforming mics that sell for 10 times the price. They’re designed with the Zoom H2 in mind and they’re perfect. Take this as an unabashed endorsement.
Reflecting on how the embodiments of the 20th and 21st centuries debated last Thursday. McCain was smug and kept falling back on war, security, fear. Obama was realistic, hopeful and referred to Google. Talk about brands! Up to the mid-20th Century, Mississippi was openly segregated. In the early 21st century in a debate in Mississippi, moderator Jim Lehrer pointed out to the two candidates: “One of you is going to be the next president of the United States. . . .”
The breeze outside gently detaches a little army of leaves that spin downward, not seeming to mind their little deaths, their return to earth.