I couldn't get to sleep last night in part because I was thinking about the equator. I was disappointed at myself for not being able to better picture what the position of the sun in the sky would be at various times of the year at the equator. I did manage (correctly) to reason that every day would have to be 12 hours at the equator using the same symmetry argument mentioned here. But that is a sort of indirect way to go about it, and I was upset that I couldn't just directly (brute-force, as it were) visualize it. I have no idea why I started thinking about that.

I listened to a bunch of albums at work today on my iPod. I have a bunch of black metal, and some experimental stuff that The Wire magazine put on their best-of-2007 lists that Ricky gave me, but I wasn't in the mood for any of that today. Today I was in the mood for what more or less amounts to comfort music for me.

• Guided by Voices, Vampire on Titus
• Destroyer, Your Blues
• The Lucksmiths, Why Doesn't That Surprise Me
• The Magnetic Fields, Holiday
• The Softies, The Softies
• Spacemen 3, Playing With Fire
• John Cale, Paris 1919
• The Kinks, Face to Face
• Silver Jews, The Natural Bridge

Those are all albums I know I am going to regularly listen to until I die. Well, maybe not that Destroyer album (but I probably will still be listening to a different Destroyer album, Streethawk: A Seduction (which doesn't have the whole weird cheesy MIDI-orchestration thing going on that Your Blues does) as an old man.)

Garfield and Marmaduke are Inane

Not big news, but the occasion for some humor parasitic on this inaneness.

Garfield Minus Garfield. What happens is the strip becomes both extremely despairing — and better.

Lasagna Cat. The addition of the music videos is what makes Lasagna Cat.

Marmaduke Explained. A model of subtle, careful exposition.

Simply Thrilled Honey

I was going to name this blog "Simply Thrilled Honey," but that was already taken. I am going to make my first post be the video for that song anyways. When I was a DJ at WPRK my show was called "Falling and Laughing." What can I say? I really like Orange Juice! They are one of those bands, like their fellow Scots Belle & Sebastian, whose songs I identify with way too much.