The weath­er has been beau­ti­ful late­ly. I’ve always found the brisk­ness of ear­ly spring to be inde­fin­ably nos­tal­gic. The grey pave­ment seems to be fresh­ly laid, from the absent snow which so recent­ly cov­ered it. The yel­low grass, the cloud­less skies, it all seems to be such a poignant sign of the change in sea­son.

I was sit­ting on Trolley’s sex lounger yes­ter­day in his hot apart­ment, and I felt a slight draft com­ing from his win­dow. Trolley’s apart­ment always seems toasty to me, so it was refresh­ing to feel a breeze from the out­side. It remind­ed me of this great quote from Moby Dick:

Nothing exists in itself. If you flat­ter your­self that you are all over com­fort­able, and have been so a long time, then you can­not be said to be com­fort­able any more. But if, like Queequeg and me in the bed, the tip of your nose or the crown of your head be slight­ly chilled, why then, indeed in the gen­er­al con­scious­ness you feel most delight­ful­ly and unmis­tak­ably warm. For this rea­son a sleep­ing apart­ment should nev­er be fur­nished with a fire, which is one of the lux­u­ri­ous dis­com­forts of the rich. For the height of this sort of deli­cious­ness is to have noth­ing but the blan­ket between you and your snug­ness and the cold of the out­er air.

I hap­pened to tune into CHUO FM on Sunday at around 11:30 pm when I was test­ing my alarm clock, and I was fas­ci­nat­ed at what I heard. I gen­er­al­ly don’t like the radio at all, but this pro­gramme had me hooked. A male voice, appar­ent­ly a co-host, whose host had not showed up, had the show to him­self for the hour. The pro­gramme was ter­ri­ble. This per­son had a decent radio voice, but the things he was talk­ing about, the tricks he used to avoid dead air, every­thing he did made the show inter­est­ing­ly bad. I had to lis­ten until the end, because of how rarely I expe­ri­ence some­thing so poor­ly done, yet so pub­lic at the same time.

I was lucky enough to dis­cov­er a group called E.S. Posthumus, and there does­n’t seem to be an offi­cial web­site, or any web­site for that mat­ter, in which I can find out more infor­ma­tion. They seem to be doing well, with songs on sound­tracks like Spiderman, Minority Report, and Unfaithful. One of my cur­rent favourites is Tikal. I rec­om­mend­ed them to Jeff and Nick, since I remem­ber how Jeff was get­ting into the instru­men­tal stuff right now. He told me that he had a four tier sys­tem of know­ing whether to keep a song. I should prob­a­bly try doing that, since I cur­rent­ly have over a gig of songs I haven’t decid­ed whether to keep or not.