Tip – If you post a comment with more than two links it will go into the spam cage with the feral spams. Prolonged contact with untamed spams will turn your comment into an advert for body-part enhancing pills. Don’t let this happen to you!
Reminder – The last virtual reading group for Out of Sight (chapters 5 & 6) is on 6/8 (Wednesday) at 2 pm, ET. Loomis will be available to answer your questions about the book, the destructive powers of house cats vs. anti-union governors and pig-based breakfast food.
Random – In another comment section good citizen and professional JenBob detractor sharculese shared this funny story that will make some people feel old, but I think is an interesting commentary on how quickly the way we consume music has changed in less than half a century.
I reproduce it here. Feel free to post more casual B.S. in the comments.
I’ve been waiting to post this until we had a more casual post to bullshit on, but since you teed me up for it perfectly, I had an SEK -level exchange with a student, yesterday.
There’s some prologue that leads up to it but I’ll just cut to the good part:
Me: I’m assuming you’re not a Nirvana fan?
Her: No. My brother has that one album, it’s got like a naked baby floating in the water and-
Her: Well, sorry I said anything.
Me: No, the album is called Nevermind.
Her: How can you know an album based just on the cover? I don’t even know what any of Justin Beiber’s album covers look like.*
Me: Well see, back in the day, if you wanted to listen to an album you had to go to the store and buy a physical copy of it.
Her: Yeah, I just get all the songs I listen to on my phone.
Me: Back in the day, phones didn’t play music.
Her: Well, they did, you just had to go on the internet.
Me. Cell phones used to not have the internet, either.
Her: I don’t believe you.
*I know that last part sounds made up, but I swear she said it.