The Fredösphere

I was going to write up a quick bit of self-indulgent twaddle that no one would want to read, pointing out how that everyone's got a blog, even Brother Cadfael, who wants to talk about singing the Psalms, complete with teasing references to dwarf tossing and Mozarabic chant (Byzantine chant sung in Latin, but you knew that already, didn't you).

I was going to link to the official website of the movie National Treasure, where you can watch approximately 7% of the movie for free, and speaking of treasure hunts, there's one right here, but I read the full explanation and I'm much, much more confused than when I started, but there is a Michigan tie-in, so it can't be all a waste.  Right?

And finally, I wanted to discuss James Lileks' leisure suit, or really, I wanted to not discuss my leisure suit, because it doesn't exist, and never did, and now I have an excuse to brag about my one moment of fashion prescience, to wit, as a ninth-grader, I disdained the leisure suit fad and instead became the sole owner of a three-piece suit, and to my profound satisfaction, within two years all my friends had junked their leisure suits, and three-piece suits became the fashion, and I'm still basking in the glow of that turn of events.

But now I see music blogger el grande Alex Ross has linked to me, and lots of people will be visiting this site, so I better clean up the clutter and find a way to give this place some style and class.  As soon as I figure out how, I'll let you know.