well after my intensive (and expensive) training at the hands of the online poker community, i still did terribly at our poker night on friday. i blame the jump from playing stone sober at fast-moving automated tables to the dual handicaps of several beers and much slower hands. the lack of inhibition and patience cost me twice over. blast! another good lesson learned, i hope.

our imac is in the repair shop this week, thanks to a disc drive which refuses to reject discs. the choice was either listen to the magnetic fields’ distortion for the next five years, or take it in. which means less poker practice, and no working computer at home unless i fire up the work laptop. funny how it effects your day-to-day life. that was our primary music player, so it’s quieter already. i stop by to check email usually once every hour or so, and now there’s just a big empty space there. plus i had downloaded and hoped to catch up on battlestar season three before it starts back up this week, but forgot to make copies before bringing it in. double blast!

i also find myself in a music drought lately, so i’ve been going out of my way to find something, anything to go pick up at amoeba this month. i think i’ve settled on these two, which perhaps you can dissuade me from or support if you happen to have heard them in their entirety. so here’s a track off both since i skipped the last pay day song.

cadence weapon – juliann wilding

the whigs – right hand on my heart

the former for it’s excellent sense of flow, the latter for actually sounding like rock music. i’m going through another one of my ‘all this indie shit sounds so mopey and weak’ phases, which might also lead me to pick up the new raconteurs album too.