I spent 8 hours recording a friend's band, and boy is it fatiguing. It's not like I was doing heavy physical labor or anything of the sort, but the constant attentiveness it requires is surprisingly demanding. Though I'm not a fan of their music, I still felt that the experience was redeeming. It reminds me that I really enjoy recording, even if it isn't my music.

Commander Keen, Roger Wilco, Gorillas, Pickle Wars, Treasure Mountain, The Treehouse, Magic Pockets -- my childhood, when games were less than 2 megabytes, going through a 14.4 modem. DOS games were -- and still are -- where it's at. Forget all that 3D jazz, pixels are boss. So stop and play yourself some Alleycat.

Aw, now I'm wishing I hadn't gotten rid of my 33-MHz, Windows 3.1 tank-of-a-machine...