Oh Auto Tunes. I miss you.

I have been thinking a lot about this blog lately, and wishing we were still posting to it. I miss the writing, I miss listening to pop radio in the morning, I miss having an assignment — even if I’ve given to myself — to be a teensy bit creative four times a week.

My attempt to start up another blog, this one without my partner in crime, the good Mama Kitt, totally fizzled. I didn’t have a clear idea of what I was blogging about, and I let the thing die. Other efforts at regular writing have also gone by the wayside, and that’s no one’s fault but my own.

Now it’s the end of the year, and the airwaves are full of Christmas tunes, and I have nowhere to talk about the crime against humanity that is Mariah Carey’s duet (“duet”) with Justin Bieber. Instead, on my way to work lately, I have been listening to Patti LuPone read her autobiography. That lady has some stories, but MAN she is a piece of work. Not exactly good cheer to start your day off right.

I’m a little bit wilting without some kind of creative outlet, and I’m going to need to correct that in the new year. Probably won’t be here — Auto Tunes lived an excellent life, but its time had definitely come — but I need to think for real about where and what it will be. 

Makes me feel better just to revisit this site and make that promise to myself. Now if Santa could just do something about Mariah and Bieber, I’d be a happy camper.

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