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My rock and roll driven upswing in mood seems to be holding so far. I've been listening to the albums I bought yesterday. If I can sneak some scanner time (I don't have one and am not even sure if we have one here) I might scan in my autographed flyer thing.

I've been wanting to write up my feelings on the Trent Lott furor and how I interpret it as a white man in the South. This will take some time, which is why I haven't done it yet. I hope to do that today.

Tonight at 7 PM EST the WREK Merzbow marathon begins. Weirdness rules supreme! Stag and got autgraphs from everyone on this souvenir thing they were handing out plus the girls signing the new disc. I also got Paul to sign our copy of Camera Obscura, and he drew a little cartoon in it.

I also thanked Amy and Emily on behalf of WREK for being a good friend to the station, even if that wasn't reciprocated as much as it should be. They were both smiley and said how much they like it. I wish now I had brought the new bumper stickers with me. Damn. Somewhere in the last 10 years, which is how long it's been since I saw Amy up close, she has become a real fox. She is aging extremely well, being one of those ladies whose features soften over time into true beauty. Paul made a joke about her cool boots, and they sang her song "Johnny Rottentail", a song which I now realize is about Johnny Rotten. All in all, a good reason to get out of the house on a Tuesday.