03 September 2010

y'know

If those penis enlargement commercials are all legit and stuff, why are they only on after 1? Or whatever.

I want to know how to get on the Travel Channel. Being paid to make an idiot of myself (something at which I excel) while jetting about the world...that would be awesome. Maybe not the most fulfilling career, but I'd see a lot, expand my stable of basic phrases in many languages and make some coin. Also, I'd be able to exercise my perpetual need for performance. It'd be a lot of fun. Buuuut you generally need to be an expert on something before they let you do that. So we're going to have to wait a bit before my TV blossoming occurs, 'kay? 'Kay.

I have pretty open tastes in music. Recently, I've lowered some boundaries regarding country, and I feel like I can say with confidence that there is some music in pretty much every genre to which I can truly enjoy listening. That makes social listening pretty easy. However, just because I like everything doesn't mean that I always want to listen to things that everybody likes. My true loves in music usually lie on the fringes of other's enjoyment, or at least those people with whom I find myself hanging out. Now, true, there are certainly some people who share certain aspects of my musical choice, and I often have different musical mindsets depending on who it is that's sharing an ear with me.
But the difficult part comes when it's my musical collection that is the basis for a period of listening. I don't listen to a lot of stuff that most people consider good party music; I only have significant amounts of two or three artists that really fall into that category, which could lead to a lot of repetition, which is never good. Now this is no great hardship; rarely in today's culture of media saturation is only one person's library available. The thing that really bothers me, though, is that rarely can I share the fullness of my musical taste with someone. Perhaps this sounds a bit overwrought, but music that I know well is very important to me, and can greatly affect my mood.
I'm not entirely sure what I'm hitting at here. But I'd love to find someone who could go from one end of my iPod to another (or at least the stuff that I listen to on a regular basis, and skip around between) without batting an eye. 

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