Your music is my club

We probably all remember the old-school CD clubs, where you get free CDs up front as long as you agree to purchase a certain amount of CDs within a certain period of time. Columbia House switched to strictly DVDs and BMG is no longer around, but there is a new club of sorts called yourmusic.com. Basically, it's a subscription. You are charged $6.99 per month and have an online music queue. At the specified day, they charge you $6.99 and send you a CD with no additional fee for shipping and handling. If you DON'T have a CD in your queue, they still charge you $6.99. But having a CD in your queue is no big deal; I've already got a year's worth with about 20 minutes of work. The selection isn't great, but they'll always have at least one CD I don't mind paying $6.99 for. If you're a subscriber you can also buy any CDs you want immediately for the same price. Cool, huh? I think so, but I'm easily impressed. E-mail me if you care to join and I get a free CD out of the deal.

A Lame Problem

Well, it's not really a problem, but it is plenty lame. I've always been better at finding songs that I would like a girl to sing to me then songs that I'd like to sing to a girl. Am I self-centered? Or am I more picky about what I want to say then what I want to hear? I think that's it, because I can spin that. Seeing this in print, I see this is even more lame than I first thought. But I'm going to post it anyway. If you get a chance, check out "Somersault" by Zero 7. Or, if you really trust me, spend a buck and buy it (the radio edit is not for lyrics, but for those of us with short attention spans).

Also, TV on DVD is ruining my sleep schedule.