Rip Van What Now?

I have been slacking off. I have neglected this blog for the past 20 years.

Really, it's been three months. But it feels like 20 years.

I've had legitimate computer, scanner, and internet connection troubles staggered throughout the last twelve weeks. All told, I'd say I had about six full weeks of down time. The rest of the time, I was busy getting a fantastic new job and brushing my hair, one hundred strokes at a time, until it shone like flax, like creepy, lawn-choking flax.



So! Faster than you can twitter "I'm reading three months' worth of Sarah's morning show playlists," here are three months' worth of my morning show playlists:


Log for first part of February 7th, 2008 show

Log for second part of February 7th, 2008 show

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Log for first part of February 21st, 2008 show

Log for second part of February 21st, 2008 show

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Log for first part of February 28th, 2008 show

Log for second part of February 28th, 2008 show

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Log for first part of March 6th, 2008 show

Log for second part of March 6th, 2008 show

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Log for first part of March 20th, 2008 show

Log for second part of March 20th, 2008 show

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Log for first part of April 3rd, 2008 show

Log for second part of April 3rd, 2008 show

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Log for first part of April 10th, 2008 show

Log for second part of April 10th, 2008 show

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Log for first part of April 17th, 2008 show

Log for second part of April 17th, 2008 show

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Log for first part of April 24th, 2008 show

Log for second part of April 24th, 2008 show

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In other news, in my efforts to remember the name of the fable involving the man who slept for twenty years (Rip Van Winkle), I hit the internet and found several fables I'd forgotten about. For instance, I'd forgotten that Rumpelstiltskin was about a poor miller who lied to the king, telling him that his beautiful daughter could spin straw into gold. Wikipedia seems to have forgotten this, too. Their plot synopsis: "In order to make herself appear more hot, a miller lied to the king that his daughter could spin straw into gold." Huh. In order to make herself appear more hot.

Dear nine-year-olds,

Please stop editing Wikipedia.

Love,
Sarah