[listening - thievery corporation - samba tranquille.]

before i really raise the roof with my life outside of fun, let's quickly cover more engaging interests.

i caught the blues explosion last night and they were trapped into playing a concert. with speedball baby. and elliott smith, which didn't really stick out as you'd expect it to, but was a great aside from a great artist.

meanwhile, my main distraction from the onslaught of work business yesterday, in the midst of diagnosing a webmail server's hardware woes and one insane backup with a low chance of restore (wheee..), jwz, original netscape/mozilla developer and nightclub owner extreme, linked to the mixerman diaries, which is hilarious account of a doomed recording experience from the mixing engineer of an unnamed up-and-coming-but-down-and-falling band where the namecalling, accidents, egoclashing and label interfering collides in 8 weeks of nuttiness.

jobs, especially with other people, never seem to make much sense. bbc america has started airing the office, a hauntingly accurate and hilarious comedy about, well, an office, with one uncool manager and many frail egos. imagine a more deadpan, documentary-styled office space and you're almost there. well worth a watch, especially after 2 father ted's and 1 monty python.