The weekend sped by in a haze of sleep and rain. I know now why everyone freaks out when it rains here in Los Angeles -- there's no proper drainage, which is why situations arise like the lake I had to drive through today that splashed so much water up into my car's engine that it made such a horrible screeching sound as the belts slipped, which probably is the mating call of Ratus Angelenus (a.k.a. the Los Angeles Rat). The dilemma ensues: I've said that I signed off of the succubus that is JDate because it brought me a ton of frustration and agony and frustration. Did I mention the frustration? But I was sufficiently bored enough on Friday night that I signed on to see who's around, and someone sent me a note. Unfortunately, since I'm no longer a paying member, I can't read the note or even see who sent it to me. On top of that, there's some cute women on there who I wouldn't mind e-mailing with. The question becomes... do I cough up the dough and start up the madness again with the frustration, or do I just leave it be? I'm heading into another busy week of social engagements, concerts and work. So I'll try to occupy your minds with this little piece of aural enjoyment. Maybe you can ID all the pieces in this cool track? Right-click and save as, or I'll find you and smite you. Don't tempt me. DJ Riko - "Whistler's Delight"