World Party “They’re Me Favorite Baaaahnd!”


I just spent 1,000,000 hours trying to de-brick my wife’s $60 Sansa c240 MP3 player. Which I eventually figured out after trying the most basic fix possible that I found buried deep on some user forum on www.anythingbutipod.com. Basically, disabling the multiple versions of the USB 2.0 driver that the operating system was running. It fixed in an instant. So basically if you take my salary level and then divide it by the number of hours I spent effing around with the Sansa, as a electronics support technician I’m earning about as much as a Bangladeshi street vendor. Which is okay; in the end, the job was done.

I haven’t really used any other player than the iPod before, and now that I’ve figured out that this thing is really only $60, and has an FM radio, and can take a microSD card, and acts as a voice recorder if you want to record your thoughts, script ideas or bitter blog posts. I’m starting to think that the whole iPod thing might actually be a big waste of money. Hey, hey E.A.S.Y. Depends on what you want an MP3 player to do. For one thing, I’m usually only listening to a few of albums at any one time (mostly recent purchases) and the FM thing is pretty cool (and you don’t have to blow all your dough on a Zune). I know, I know, video blah blah postage stamp size blah blah iTunes blah digital rights nightmare blah blah design who cares blah blah if you lose a Sansa at the gym. Oh, and it weighs about a half an ounce. Anyway, it seems like a good alternative to a more expensive iPod, if you just want some tunes to take to the gym. Really, this review is probably just because I’m just so thrilled to have fixed the effing thing.

Oh, and the best hour, the one that followed the first 999,9999 was hunting for a CD to load into Windows Media so I could make sure the Sync function on the Sansa was actually working, was spent listening to ‘Goodbye Jumbo’ by World Party, which I found stuck in a bookshelf behind the sofa table. Which Caroline and I were just discussing as one of our favorite albums of all time. I could listen to it a 1,000,000 times, fixing people’s little electronic problems.

It also reminds me of an English lad who worked at Zeus Gallery Cafe in Richmond, Virginia with me back in 1990 or ’91. My cousin’s husband, Andy, put the disk on the restaurant CD carousel, and hearing the first few opening bars, he looked up and exclaimed, “WORLD PARTY! They’re me favorite BAHHHHHND in a thick English accent.” One of those moments in life that you never seem to forget.

Put the Message in the Box is a genius tune.

An Earthquake Work Email Exchange


Following the Chino Hills earthquake, there was a scramble to provide info on what had just occured. Since I have the USGS seismology site bookmarked (yes, geeky), I found the earthquake just a few minutes after it struck and blind cc’d an email to the entire DDB Los Angeles office with a link to the USGS official site. The earthquake was originally reported as a 5.8 on the USGS site, but that has since been revised to the official 5.4 magnitude. I thought this email exhange between a colleague – new to California – and me was funny:

From: Burruss, Jefferson
Sent: Tuesday, July 29, 2008 11:47 AM
To: Burruss, Jefferson
Subject: 5.8 in Chino Hills

http://quake.wr.usgs.gov/recenteqs/Quakes/ci14383980.htm

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From: Elena
Sent: Tuesday, July 29, 2008 11:56 AM
To: Burruss, Jefferson
Subject: RE: 5.8 in Chino Hills

Thanks for the info. This was my first earthquake. So, what’s the best thing to do during an earthquake – crawl under a desk?

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From: Burruss, Jefferson
Sent: Tuesday, July 29, 2008 11:58 AM
To: Elena
Subject: RE: 5.8 in Chino Hills

Run around in circles and scream.

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Image from Earthquake (Universal), 1974

Turkey Burgers with Tomato Jam

From Epicurious.com, this recipe for Turkey Burgers with Tomato Jam is really awesome and easy to make. For sure the best turkey burger I’ve ever had, and Caro agreed, too.

Feta and olives (ingredients in and on top of the burger) came from the neighborhood Elat Market on Pico Boulevard. Grilling out on a Monday evening is a different way to start a great week.

My favorite short quote about Elat on Yelp: “Parking’s a bitch and you will get manhandled by middle-aged ladies.”