I’m just going to put this out there; I love wearing compression shorts. (For those that don’t know what I mean, essentially spandex shorts.) While I’ll gladly wear any pair, I like the heavier grade stuff. No thin, wimpy spandex for me. If it wasn’t for the fact they…how should I put this…have a negative effect on the comfort of the man bits after awhile, I’d wear them every day instead of boxers! Just so you don’t’ think this is more than just quasi-random, I changed into my hockey undergarments at work tonight, since I head straight from work to the rink (via the batting cage). So I was strolling around work for ~30 minutes in my baggy shorts and compression shorts. It was great. And now I finally can confirm that Tiffany was right. Heaven really is a place on Earth, and today that place was in my pants. Giddy up.
Okay, moving on to things that don’t directly involve my genitalia.
I’m finally converting all of my CDs to digital. WMA files, to be exact. I thought about doing mp3, but from everything I can gather WMA rips at a noticeably better sound quality at the same file size. It’s a long, arduous process consider I have something like 230 CDs. But I’m trying to do at least a few every night, more when I have some down time, and eventually I’ll get through it.
This started as me just burning a few so I’d have new material to get on my non-Ipod for the gym. But as I’ve been meaning to do this to keep a backup, it quickly blossomed. Now I’m protected against the next time someone steals my car, takes all my shit, and burns the car. I lost some CDs that just can’t be replaced and that kills me. Of all the things I lost in that ordeal, probably 3 CDs were the worst. A good chunk of really good college memories were lost for good.
Now that won’t be an issue. If someone steals all my shit, I’ll just burn some CD-Rs and motor along like nothing happened. And I have a virtually unlimited amount of stuff to put on my gym mix. A 2GB digital player will hold a lot of shit. 333 songs at the rate I’ve been ripping them, more if I didn’t crank up the sampling rate to the max.
It’s also serving as a great stress test for my CD drive. I wonder if it’ll make it through all the CDs, or crap out before I get there. My money is that it won’t even bat an eye at this, but who knows. Either way, combo drives are a dime a dozen nowadays, so it’s no biggie even if it does crap out.
Apparently I’m more wiped out from hockey than I thought, so I’m just stopping here. Seem remembering things that happened 30 minutes ago is too much for me, so it’s time to just call it a night. And yes, its hockey and not the scotch I had when I got home.
Done and done.
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