25.6 °F / -3.6 °C Clear Windchill: 26 °F / -4 °C Humidity: 61% Dew Point: 14 °F / -10 °C Wind: Calm Wind Gust: 0.0 mph / 0.0 km/h Pressure: 30.03 in / 1016.8 hPa (Rising) Visibility: 10.0 miles / 16.1 kilometers UV: 0 out of 16 Clouds: Clear - (Above Ground Level) Elevation: 935 ft / 284 m It can start to warm up a tad any day now.

No, I can. It's just that I'm not used to that kind of cold anymore. North Carolina is more temperate than Georgia and locales further south, but this is still not typical of a winter around here. First time you head outside and that blast of cold air hits you square in the eyes, it takes you a second to adjust.

This one is funnier.

http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/song/Empire+State+Of+Mind+Featuring+Alicia+Keys/23163240

For me, a lot of their songs were better live. That's not to say the album versions suck or anything, just that the live versions have a different quality to them that I respond to more. Take SIBLY for example. The live versions of that song are just far and away better than what's on Zep III. There's no question in my mind about that. Same with That's The Way, as well. I think the band's essence was better captured through live performances rather than studio work.

It's cold outside, but at least the sun is shining. It makes being outside for brief periods, somewhat bearable.

Bruce Springsteen cheated on his wife, divorced her, then married the woman he was sleeping with. That's a wholesome history right there, as well.

Careful With That Axe, Eugene (live at Pompeii) - Pink Floyd

26 °F / -3 °C Clear Windchill: 15 °F / -9 °C Humidity: 30% Dew Point: -2 °F / -19 °C Wind Gust: 21 mph / 33 km/h / 9.3 m/s Pressure: 30.07 in / 1018 hPa (Falling) Visibility: 10.0 miles / 16.1 kilometers UV: 3 out of 16 Clouds: Clear - (Above Ground Level) Elevation: 968 ft / 295 m In other words, colder than a witch's tit.

Hard to believe that's Dakota Fanning playing Cherie Currie.

The pas de deux from The Nutracker.

Bolshoi Ballet production of The Nutcracker.

This is a picture I grabbed from a documentary about Pink Floyd. It was shown during the bit about the period after The Wall was made, but before The Final Cut was released. A very poignant and dramatic bit, I must say. So it's something for the Gilmour AND Waters fans that congregate here - I labeled the picture "the good old days".

37 °F / 3 °C Light Rain Mist Windchill: 30 °F / -1 °C Humidity: 93% Dew Point: 36 °F / 2 °C Wind: 10 mph / 17 km/h / 4.6 m/s from the NNE Pressure: 29.87 in / 1011 hPa (Falling) Visibility: 3.0 miles / 4.8 kilometers UV: 1 out of 16 Clouds: Scattered Clouds 400 ft / 121 m Mostly Cloudy 1500 ft / 457 m Overcast 2100 ft / 640 m (Above Ground Level) Elevation: 968 ft / 295 m Instead of a White Christmas, we're getting a WET Christmas. I think the weather gods misheard me.

The fact that even though it didn't snow for Christmas like everyone said it would, there was still snow on the ground so you could at least pretend it did.

ticket

Downtown Train - Rod Stewart

Sorrow (Delicate Sound of Thunder live '88) - Pink Floyd

Nothing Zep-related. I got a Christmas card from my parents and $50. That's it.

Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd

Someone sent this picture to me, I had never seen it before so now I'm sharing it with you all. There's a little CGI going on with his eyes because they aren't that blue but HOLY GUACAMOLE.

I think that's from The Calhoun Tapes.

If I was allowed to listen to one PF song and one song only for the rest of my life, that's the one I'd pick. It's perfect. Speaking of Floyd lyrics, here are some from another great song: Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back A flight of fancy on a windswept field Standing alone my senses reel A fatal attraction is holding me fast How can I escape this irresistible grasp? Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything No navigator to find my way home Unladen, empty and turned to stone A soul in tension, that's learning to fly Condition grounded but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I Above the planet on a wing and a prayer, My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air Across the clouds I see my shadow fly Out of the corner of my watering eye A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night There's no sensation to compare with this Suspended animation, a state of bliss Can't keep my mind from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earthbound misfit, I

Floyd

Turning the radio on for the first time in months and catching my favorite Christmas song (Celebrate Me Home by Kenny Loggins) just as it started.