DJ Beanie rocks the house
About 6:15 this morning, I was awakened by music. It was pretty quiet, quiet enough it could almost have been someone’s car stereo down the block. But that didn’t seem likely, although I certainly have lived in neighborhoods where it would have been. But that would have been rap or metal.
I got up and went into my office, to find Beanie lying on the music rack (Pro Tools interface and a couple of input pre-amps) as iTunes played a Bruce Cockburn song. Did she just manage to step on the mouse or trackball and space bar in the right order to get iTunes to fire up? iTunes wasn’t even the front application—I had to turn on the computer monitors to click in and stop the music. Looking at my Last.fm stats, it appears Beanie decided to start playing music about 5:45, starting with a great but obscure Leslie Gore track, working her way through the Cocteau Twins and Jonathan Rundman before the Cockburn song woke me up. I guess she was bored, or maybe putting together her demo reel.
Comments
You could attribute it to boredom or an interest in Cockburn. But I think you're missing her real accomplishment here.
Within 30 minutes, she had you up, out of a sound sleep (thank goodness she didn't have to resort Judas Priest or Motley Crue to do it). And I'm guessing one of the first things that happened was ... she got fed.
Tell me I'm wrong.
Posted by: Reid | March 3, 2007 09:57 PM
I'm happy to tell you that you are wrong. On principle, I never feed the cats before 7:30 in the morning, just to avoid the kind of thing you're talking about.
As it gets light earlier and earlier, they keep pestering me more and more--Fido knocks my glasses or phone off the table by the bed, Mikey chews my hair, Livvy attacks my feet--but I just won't get up until the alarm goes off. I'll just be glad when it's April or May and they no longer associate dawn with getting fed.
Posted by: pat | March 4, 2007 01:49 PM