Bought a warped copy of Ornette Coleman's Free Jazz LP last fall. I lost the receipt and time went by and I felt goofy about returning it. Plus, it was still playable--I just had to be careful about dropping the needle at the start of the record.

Well, so yesterday, a scorching July day in Iowa, I finally put an old method to the test: took two heavy panes of glass, put the record between them (with the inner sleeve on, to avoid scratching the LP), and set it out on my deck in the hot sun for about an hour. Voila! No more warped record. Plays great. This really works!

I have always been too much of a chicken to try that out.

Completely safe.

Keep the inner sleeve on to avoid scratching the vinyl.

How long you keep it outside depends on how hot it is, of course. And how warped the record is, as well as the thickness of the vinyl.

My Coleman copy is a new copy on 180-gram vinyl. It was quite warped, enough to give me tracking problems. So I gave it a good hour.

I'd guess older and thinner vinyl wouldn't need as much time in the sun.

Mostly I don't have to work in the heat.

But I hate work.

I hate the people I work with--not so much in my immediate office, but people across campus in other offices. It's unbelievable to me how snotty and mean people can be in e-mails, even supposed professionals here like professors and administrators. I hate them all. They say things to me, a lowlier admin/editor type, that I know they wouldn't say if they were sitting across the table from me.

So while I don't want to say Fuck everyone, I do want to say, Fuck snotty university professors!

I shouldnt say this but some of the emails i get at work are the work of people I KNOW have been drinking a little bit too much the night before.

Easier said than done.
It was my understanding that many universities have added substantial weight to their student handbooks consisiting of the complex regulations surrounding these types of activities.

I don't know about that. Wouldn't surprise me, though.

But I'm not a student. Supposedly I'm a peer of these assholes. But I'm not a faculty member, just one of the professional staffers, so I suppose that makes me somehow inferior, in their eyes.

I've decided my strategy is going to be to ignore the snotty e-mails. I just won't answer them.

well, i'm in the uk, and i love this hot weather. may it never end! (except at christmas)

The earth is burning up.

What T&B neglects to mention is that he is in fact an insane mutant reptile.

there are no annoying insects that bite you where i live so there are no down sides to summer.

the sun is shining
i don't have a job
there are pretty girls in summer dresses everywhere i look
the weather is warm
i won £14 on a special summer scratch card today
i go out for walks through the city with dub in my earphones
my friends are all throwing parties

what more could i want?

money?

Sex?

I have no job.
Sex is no problem.
I still wish it were September.

Sex for money?

money would be nice, but i'm doing ok with out much.
sex would be ideal, i imagine i'll get some sooner or later, especially as i'm likely to lower my standards the longer the hot weather stays.

Toilet has been there already gmku.

Didn't occur to you that London is a city with the horn at the moment?

Of course, we're talking sex WITH another person....

well of course... what other kind of sex is there? do you normally have sex alone? and if so, how?