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Sep. 25th, 2007
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Sep. 25th, 2007 11:09 amA great Terry Pratchett quote:
"Dwarves are very argumentative, Sir. Of course, many wouldn't agree...."
Pratchett's books are filled with lines like that, of course. ^_^ I've been listening to The Fifth Elephant, after downloading it from Audible.com. Their subscription service entitles you to one free download a month, and they have all of the older Pratchett books which cost anywhere from $50 to $90 if you wanted to buy them on cd (or even, in some cases, if you just wanted to buy a digital download at the normal price).
Setting everything up with Audible.com was a bit tricky. I was wary of telling it that I had an iPod, because I wanted to be able to easily burn my book onto cd. I don't feel like I own it if I don't have it on cd, and this is more of an investment than a 99 cent song from iTunes. I told it I didn't have an mp3 player and wanted to listen on cd, which meant I had to download their special player, which meant that if I wanted to burn to cd I had to download a copy of Nero (trial version). I'm wary of Nero. In my experience it does everything I'd ever want it to do but is very particular about a lot of things. I've also found that the version I downloaded likes to run an indexing program in the background which hogs system resources, and if I shut it down it will eventually start up again on its own.
However, in any case I did get my book downloaded and transferred to cd, and I've been listening to it at work. Fun stuff as always. ^_^
"Dwarves are very argumentative, Sir. Of course, many wouldn't agree...."
Pratchett's books are filled with lines like that, of course. ^_^ I've been listening to The Fifth Elephant, after downloading it from Audible.com. Their subscription service entitles you to one free download a month, and they have all of the older Pratchett books which cost anywhere from $50 to $90 if you wanted to buy them on cd (or even, in some cases, if you just wanted to buy a digital download at the normal price).
Setting everything up with Audible.com was a bit tricky. I was wary of telling it that I had an iPod, because I wanted to be able to easily burn my book onto cd. I don't feel like I own it if I don't have it on cd, and this is more of an investment than a 99 cent song from iTunes. I told it I didn't have an mp3 player and wanted to listen on cd, which meant I had to download their special player, which meant that if I wanted to burn to cd I had to download a copy of Nero (trial version). I'm wary of Nero. In my experience it does everything I'd ever want it to do but is very particular about a lot of things. I've also found that the version I downloaded likes to run an indexing program in the background which hogs system resources, and if I shut it down it will eventually start up again on its own.
However, in any case I did get my book downloaded and transferred to cd, and I've been listening to it at work. Fun stuff as always. ^_^
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Sep. 25th, 2007 11:52 am"Hey Mark!" Corndawg yells. "Who sings this song?"
"What song?" I reply.
"Come over here and listen to it! Who sings this?"
I walk over to the C-Dawg's desk. He's on hold with some other company. Over the phone speaker I hear, very faintly, a familar balland from the 1980's:
"No, I'm never going to dance again,
"Guilty feet have got no rhythm..."
"Do you know that song?" he asks.
"Yeah, of course."
"Who does it?"
"I'm not sure. Let me think."
Impatient, C-Dawg yells out to the cubicle on the other side of him. "Hey, Belvedere! Who sings this song?"
"What song?"
"Come here and listen!"
By now, of course, the Dawg is no longer on hold. He asks to be put on hold again. The song's no longer playing. He and I try to sing the song to B. Then the song returns, and B hears it.
"Oh yeah, I know that song," she says.
"Who sings it?" he asks.
"Duran Duran?"
"No, it's not them," I said.
"I have to have that song!" C-Dawg exclaims. "I need to know who it is!"
"Well, it's a band from the same era, she said.
"Yeah, it is," I replied.
"Culture Club, or one of those bands."
"It's not Culture Club," I said. I was wracking my brains for early to mid 1980's cheesy pop bands. Wang Chung? Something along those lines.
"Oh wait!" B exclaims. "What was the name of that boy band? The one with Michael George in it?"
"Wham," I said. "I think that's right. I think that's who it was."
C-Dawg googles Wham. I tell him to look at the Wikipedia entry, that almost always lists a band's major hits. But I don't see a title I recognize as this particular song.
"How else can I look it up?" he asks.
"Ask Belvedere to look for it in iTunes," I say. "She has that on her computer. She can search by song name."
But by now, he's decided to search on the lyrics themselves. "It is Wham," he says. "It's called 'Careless Whisper'?"
"Was I right?" B asks.
"Yeah, you were right," I say.
"Belvedere had a thing for George Michael in her past," C-Dawg suggests.
A minute later, B says, "Is this the song?" The song is playing from her computer.
"Yeah, that's it," C-Dawg says. "How did you do that?"
"Like I told you, she's got iTunes on her computer," I said.
"Turn it up!"
"That's all there is," B replies. "It's just a short sample to let you listen, before you decide to buy the song."
"Oh, you don't have the whole song?"
"Give her a dollar and tell her to download it," I said.
"Can she do that? For a dollar?"
"Of course."
C-Dawg digs a dollar out of his pocket. A couple of minutes later, Wham is playing from Belvedere's computer, and the Corndawg is a happy guy.
"Woo!" he exclaims. "I just feel like making a video when I hear this song! A Milli Vanilli video! You like that song too, Belv?"
"Yeah," she says. "It makes me want to slow dance."
"What song?" I reply.
"Come over here and listen to it! Who sings this?"
I walk over to the C-Dawg's desk. He's on hold with some other company. Over the phone speaker I hear, very faintly, a familar balland from the 1980's:
"No, I'm never going to dance again,
"Guilty feet have got no rhythm..."
"Do you know that song?" he asks.
"Yeah, of course."
"Who does it?"
"I'm not sure. Let me think."
Impatient, C-Dawg yells out to the cubicle on the other side of him. "Hey, Belvedere! Who sings this song?"
"What song?"
"Come here and listen!"
By now, of course, the Dawg is no longer on hold. He asks to be put on hold again. The song's no longer playing. He and I try to sing the song to B. Then the song returns, and B hears it.
"Oh yeah, I know that song," she says.
"Who sings it?" he asks.
"Duran Duran?"
"No, it's not them," I said.
"I have to have that song!" C-Dawg exclaims. "I need to know who it is!"
"Well, it's a band from the same era, she said.
"Yeah, it is," I replied.
"Culture Club, or one of those bands."
"It's not Culture Club," I said. I was wracking my brains for early to mid 1980's cheesy pop bands. Wang Chung? Something along those lines.
"Oh wait!" B exclaims. "What was the name of that boy band? The one with Michael George in it?"
"Wham," I said. "I think that's right. I think that's who it was."
C-Dawg googles Wham. I tell him to look at the Wikipedia entry, that almost always lists a band's major hits. But I don't see a title I recognize as this particular song.
"How else can I look it up?" he asks.
"Ask Belvedere to look for it in iTunes," I say. "She has that on her computer. She can search by song name."
But by now, he's decided to search on the lyrics themselves. "It is Wham," he says. "It's called 'Careless Whisper'?"
"Was I right?" B asks.
"Yeah, you were right," I say.
"Belvedere had a thing for George Michael in her past," C-Dawg suggests.
A minute later, B says, "Is this the song?" The song is playing from her computer.
"Yeah, that's it," C-Dawg says. "How did you do that?"
"Like I told you, she's got iTunes on her computer," I said.
"Turn it up!"
"That's all there is," B replies. "It's just a short sample to let you listen, before you decide to buy the song."
"Oh, you don't have the whole song?"
"Give her a dollar and tell her to download it," I said.
"Can she do that? For a dollar?"
"Of course."
C-Dawg digs a dollar out of his pocket. A couple of minutes later, Wham is playing from Belvedere's computer, and the Corndawg is a happy guy.
"Woo!" he exclaims. "I just feel like making a video when I hear this song! A Milli Vanilli video! You like that song too, Belv?"
"Yeah," she says. "It makes me want to slow dance."