iTunes error

So, I inadvertantly told iTunes to import 800 songs from our previous music library. And, for some reason, I feel like I have to stay computerside until it is done. Thirty minutes or so later, we are on song #107. Fortuntately I got out of bed at noon today. I must have known I had something important to do tonight. (One day your life might be this exciting...if you're lucky!)

Today I began the adventure that is tax filing. I think I would rather lose my hair than do that crap again. Clergy tax laws suck. I recognize, of course, that there are some benefits to them. But for the non-math inclined, which most clergy are, it sucks. (It's when you really wish that you were Darren and Sarah...) I guess, though, that I should be thankful for TurboTax and the wonders of the internet making the job slightly more easy.

The rest of the day was spent reading Mary, Mary by James Patterson. It was a cheesy, easy murder mystery book, but I needed something light after having just finished Stephen King's The Stand. The Stand was really good, but not light at all. I guess a major battle between good and evil never is, especially when it is staged in the midst a plague.

Normally I leave the house at least once a day, if only to go to the gym. Today however, the man kinda got me down (what with the taxes and all), and I couldn't quite muster the energy. Thus, my outing for the day was to the mailbox. (Like I said, one day your life might be this exciting.)

Tommorrow, however, my mom is coming to town for a conference and Andy and I are meeting her in DC at Old Ebbitt Grill ("a Washington insitution") for dinner. (And she is bringing us a King Cake. I love Mardi Gras: cake and beer. What more could one want?) So anyway, that should be fun. It is a great place to eat with an extensive wine list. Plus, it is just down the street from the White House, so maybe I can give Ole' George the finger while we are in town!

Okay, so something cool I saw on the news last night: Harry Connick, Jr., Branford and Ellis Marsalis, and several other prominent musicians got fed up (rightfully so) with the federal, state, and local governments fucking around and not adequately encouragin the rebuilding of New Orleans. So, they are teaming with Habitat for Humanity to create a musicians' village. The goal is to create affordable housing for people who make their livings playing music in New Orleans, which is not very lucrative for most of the musicians. In short, it is their attempt to bring both people and music back to the city. It is very cool, I think.

Oh, on a related note, check out www.abita.com. It is a brewery in LA that generally has pretty good beer. The cool thing, though, is that they have created fleur-de-lis Restoration Ale. It is a special beer that they are selling and a portion of the profit from each six-pack goes towards the rebuilding effort. They have t-shirts, hats, and other trinkets, as well as the beer for sale on the website. I bought a shirt (that Andy thinks is ugly) that has the beer's slogan on it: Rebuilding the Big Easy, One Beer at a Time. So appropriate, I thought.

Well, I'm not sure I can come up with any more random thoughts right now. I am also pretty sure that I won't be able to sit here until iTunes is dones with all 800 songs. So, until I make another computer mistake...