the questionable establishment

2001.03.20

Well, first things go first: If you want to know about last weekend, go here. 'Cause guess what? I don't feel like typing that out! Mwa ha ha. I mean, granted, I probably should write things the day after they happen like a normal person, but guess what? Who's normal around here? Ain't me, sweetielove. Me? I'm happy to just sit here and squiggle out things in Courier New when I get bored and I actually think of it. Ooh... guess what? Apart from about 4 projects, Rachel Has No Homework! And I'm actually going to the French Quarter since we have off of school on Thursday and Friday (the latter of which I will, actually, maybe spend working on said projects). ::Bounces to happyfun Outlaw Star music!:: I love the grand old invention of the mp3. Now I don't have to spend $30 on an imported cd. Yae! And yes, I am a firm supporter of Napster. Hell, how else am I going to get to listen to songs that I either don't have the money to get ahold of because they come from the Mystical Land Across the Ocean or they don't play any of the songs on the radio? Pfft. Napster opponents have only one rebuttal: It's illegal. Yeah, well, you know what? It should be illegal to cheat hard-working Americans out of $20 every time they want to have a chance to listen to cds that cost less than $1 to make. I swear to Vishnu, the tax breaks that Bush is proposing should be taken straight out of the record companies' pockets. They get enough net income to keep the stupid people who run them fat enough to feed a family of four in Nigeria for months - though the toxins in fat American blood would probably kill 'em first. Ugh. I know that's a rough analogy, but still! Geez, spread it around a little. I'd really like to know what percentages line their income statements. I, too, want to become a businesswoman. I admit that. However, I'm selling BOOKS when I open my company: a competitive market that could be brimming over with illegal internet shidt if people actually wanted. But look at the cars parked outside of Barnes and Noble! Look at the cars outside the public LIBRARY, for sweet Sapho's sake! I don't know about you, but even in my screwed-up town, you can hardly ever get a good parking place in either. People still buy books because they're *worth* the price. You know how few cds I own? Maybe 20. And that's $400 right there, counting tax. Sometimes I wonder how people with smoking habits can stand to look at the amount they spend. But... well, I'm not even going there. Anyhow, how much for a good novel? Maybe $7 if you get a paperback, which will last your whole lifetime. Which other people can get just as much enjoyment out of by going to the library. *That* is worth the price. *That* isn't unreasonable, even by American standards. Ugh. I should shut up, shouldn't I? Anyhow. That's my stand on things. A nice long page of it. ::Laughs:: Tin, if you can think of anything I left out, feel free to lemme know as soon as you read this. My fingers are getting cramped, so I'm off. Love everybody! Out for now.

Hail and Farewell,
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