on the way into work today, i was thinking about one of indie-rock's biggest near misses. a long time ago, there was this band slint. this band slint released what is quite possibly the best record ever, entitled spiderland. on the back of said record it had a comment about their search for a female vocalist. well they got contacted (by many people, i would assume) by none other than miss polly jean harvey. she tried out (as the story goes) but slint ended up breaking up, so the issue was moot. can you imagine how amazing that would have been? i am consistently amazed by pj harvey's song writing ability, and if those talents had been combined with slint? sometimes fate really pisses me off…

well today's post is brought to you by my complete inability to handle money. i'm really going to have to install quicken and stop trying to keep my balances in my head. i can barely remember where i left my work id when i get up in the morning…what makes me think i can keep a bank balance mentally? not so good, al.

this post is also brought to you by the greatest website ever created: spellcheck.net. it's been saving my ass lately, and i don't think i could live without it.

i am so gonna blow out of this city friday evening. i'm gonna get on a plane and leave my worries far behind. i've never flown before, but i don't even care at this point. i'm gonna take the minidisc player, throw the phones on, and lose myself in some tunes until that sucker touches down in the windy city. and my troubles will immediately dissolve. just melt right away. and i will be really, really cold. but that's beside the point. i'll be happy to get out of town. and that's all that really matters.

so we've got a near miss and a lesson learned. not bad for a wednesday morning.

in the words of paul: "that is so hot."