Rants
Inapproprietary
The phrase “FML,” or “F my life,” has rapidly caught on and been coined by my generation. That’s right – we own it. All you other people born before 1988 who I’m sure have said similar or exact phrases: posers.
The Vinyl Meltdown: Turning Down the LP Boom
I’ve long since abandoned my black and grey Sony Discman, its flimsy cover, broken volume knob and worn down seek buttons sitting decomposed in a trash pile somewhere on an ocean rig. A click of a button and the cover shot up, waiting for me to toss it its melodic victuals. I’d snap the CD in place, gently shut the cover and lean back, closing my eyes and taking in each measure of music, each phrase, calmly, tranquilly…
Until I failed to hold it perfectly flat, in which case it would throw a fit and make skipping noises that sounded like a croup-ridden child.