Shopping & Sloughing
The ballpark burn is now peeling in a very unappealing manner. My arms look like I have leprosy lite, and it appears the burn is going to devolve into a tan – one that ends abruptly at the elbow, where I rolled up the sleeves of my Giants shirt. Gives a whole new meaning to tan lines.
On the bright side, when I was out shopping for some new music, the clerk at the record store, who looked to either be in college or fresh out of it (possibly everyone looks young to a vintage babe like me) complimented me on my taste in music. Here’s what got the 20-something Record Store Clerk Seal of Approval:
Madvillain: Madvillainy
Gift of Gab: 4th Dimensional Rocket Ships Going Up (silly names on both of them, but both are fab. He’s one of the Blackalicious vocalists)
Wilco: A Ghost is Born
Nappy Roots: Watermelon, Chicken and Gritz
J-Kwon: Hood Hop
Cee-Lo Green: Cee-Lo Green…Is the Soul Machine
July 5th, 2004 at 4:33 pm
I’m not a recent college grad, but I am also majorly impressed with your musical inclinations. You go girl.
July 5th, 2004 at 9:58 pm
Woohoo! Suzy’s listening to J-Kwon!? Everybody in da club gettin tipsy!
July 6th, 2004 at 11:42 am
Sorry, I live on a different planet – I don’t know who the heck you are talking about. Could also be an age thing *lol*
July 6th, 2004 at 11:21 pm
The only one I know is Wilco!
ugh, I hate peeling. Not only do you feel like some sort of strange life form, it’s also uncomfortable. I feel for you!
July 11th, 2004 at 11:26 am
Our trip to the ball park was at night – no sunburn. And to be honest, I don’t think I would have remembered sunscreen if it had been daytime.
Cas