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In Deep.

For the past couple of days, I’ve been messing around in the music studio here at home, doing some club style mixing and basically just getting to know my equipment better. (I know the last part of that sentence sounds rather racy, but I’m too lazy to fix it.) I’ve been ripping CDs left and right into my PowerBook, doing some music purchasing on iTunes and updating my vinyl collection through ebay purchases. Plus, there’s this thing called LimeWire…

Anyways, I’m in the mood to do some spinning in a club again. I’m not really looking for a full-time, every weekend type of gig, but something that lets my creative juices flow and allows me to pump up a crowd for a Saturday night once in a while.

There’s a chance that I’ll be spinning in Buffalo next month at a Buffalo Bears Night. The regular DJ is unable to work that night, so I’ve been approached about stepping in. The trouble? “Buddies” is moving to “Buddies II” and it might not be ready for the bar night. If there’s no bar, then I would guess they probably won’t need a DJ that night. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the bar will be done so I can spin. I’m really, really excited about the prospect of spinning, especially for a bunch of bears in a city that hasn’t heard me DJ before. I spin best for those outside of the club bunny/twinkie circuit. Plus, it’s Rodeo Night so there’s room for a country tune or four.

Last month Earl and I ventured to Jones Pond to go camping, and of course there’s a “party barn” at the campgrounds, complete with a state of the art sound and lighting system. I heard a couple of songs there that I really liked, including “Don’t Cha” by The Pussycat Dolls and this techno version of “Waiting For A Star To Fall” by Boy Meets Girl. This weekend we’re going to another campground, this time Hillside Campground, where I’m sure we’ll hear another mix of music.

I have to admit I’m not a big fan of the videos. First of all, it’s nearly impossible to beat mix a video into a set and secondly, I’d rather watch the bare chested dancers sweating and strutting on the dance floor than watch a video of some fabricated pop star. Call me crazy, but I like my entertainment to be three dimensional.

Time Warp.

So I come home for lunch and all the clocks are behind exactly one hour. That may sound very odd in most households, but I have an old “school clock system” that I’ve collected over the years and all the wall clocks are controlled by a master clock in the basement. I figured the master clock became helpful and tried to throw me into my cherished Central time, so I went and corrected it.

I then went to heat my lunch and noticed that the microwave was exactly an hour behind.

Ditto for the time display on the caller ID box.

I’m afraid to go upset and see what time my alarm clock says.

[insert Twilight Zone music]