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a box of metal and plastic things

I've emptied, and (so far) half-filled my 200-CD changer. It's a thankless task, all those cases in piles and piles around you, saying "pick me ! pick me !". Then you're left with around 200 CDs to put away, except there doesn't seem to be any more room in the various piles of CDs around the house than when you started.

The first thing that came up out of the 100 CDs in shuffle mode was Leonard Cohen, with Hey, that's no way to say goodbye. I don't know what this means, if anything.

(...later) I've only been playing it for an hour or so, and yet somehow it's picked Lord Lucan is missing three times now. Not Happy, Jan.

* 22:21 * music