Sansamini

The boys just left, roughly 6 minutes ago, for a Campfire gathering in the wilds of Camp Namanu this weekend.

It's drizzly, but not cold, so I expect they'll have a fine time. Mud is less than daunting to a determined child.

So maybe I'll tackle some actual writing on The New Story. So far I have 3 densely written pages of notes, including a beginning, a middle and an end. Huh...

Also: iTunes Genius is genius. How awesome is it to be able to select a song and have iTunes give you an automatically generated playlist of coordinating songs? Some, of course, are better than others... but the one it obligingly spat out for Radiohead's "True Love Waits" runs the gamut from Animal Collective's "Fireworks" to Smashing Pumpkins' "In the Arms of Sleep" with a welcome detour into M. Ward's hauntingly sad version of "Let's Dance." A swell feature for those times, increasingly frequent and close together, that I have neither the time nor the energy to fine-tune my musical accompaniment for whatever mood has struck. Maybe now I'll spend less time playlisting the perfect playlist and more, y'know, writing or something. Heh.

Comments

[Helena]

It's raining here. A bit more than drizzle. I made much soup.

[Janelle]

You need to go see "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist" while you have a little kid-free time!