I cracked and bought the Dreamtheater DVD, after pur­chas­ing a $60 LG DVD-ROM from a small com­put­er shop. My old DVD-ROM refused to accept any dual-lay­ered, sin­gle-sided DVDs, and I sus­pect that I knocked the lens out of align­ment when I was dust­ing out my case. When watch­ing Jordan Rudess work the key­board, I can only sit in dis­be­lief.

Speaking of music, I heard of a new Live album recent­ly, which I’ll con­sid­er check­ing out. Secret Samadhi is an album which I’ve always enjoyed. It reminds me of a time when I lived with my Genexxa speak­ers on the sides of my bed, and I’d fall asleep to music in the sum­mer. Much like now, it was a time with no end, when each day had as much (or as lit­tle) mean­ing as the next. The Radiohead album also seems promis­ing, and I might have pur­chased it on the day it came out, had I not been so dis­ap­point­ed by Kid A. Radiohead is a band which has fol­lowed me through every rela­tion­ship I’ve had, much like Portishead and Tool. Oddly enough, it was Ashley who intro­duced me to all of them.

I quite enjoyed myself with Trolley, Aaron, Dina, and Wheaties yes­ter­day. We toast­ed to both Aaron and Trolley’s new jobs and end­ed up watch­ing Titus. Aaron and Dina had to crash here, since the movie end­ed at three in the morn­ing and the bus­es had stopped run­ning. They both had to go at eight this morn­ing, so I still don’t feel as if I’ve recov­ered after see­ing them off.