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About this journal
I post vampire porn and random squawks here. You may also be subjected to local news, provided it's absurd, and pictures of my children during their formative years. Politics will be mentioned at times, and it goes without saying those posts will also be absurd.

September 2013
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Miss M attempts to join the current century

Usually when I listen to music, I just put on Pandora or one of my CDs, but this weekend I decided it was time to put some of the brains in my recently acquired smartphone to work. I ripped some CDs and loaded them to the phone, as well as a few podcasts to listen to during walks. M:TNG-1 sent me this link for a site that converts YouTube videos to mp3s. Unfortunately, it seems to add some distortion towards the end of each song. But it did let me set this song as my ringtone.

Thereupon, Mr. M asked me to set a song he liked as his ringtone. He has had a smartphone longer than I, but had not yet managed to set even one of the ringtones provided with the phone. He also does not have any numbers programmed, because "it's easier to remember them." (I, on the other hand, cannot remember a 7-digit number long enough to dial it, much less hold it in long-term memory. I have no idea what my cell number is.) He also prefers typing in web addresses, including things like http://www.rzeczpospolita.pl/, to saving them as bookmarks.

Once upon a time, during the reign of a different mobile phone contract, his phone rang while my daughter had a friend visiting. His ringtone was "The Dance of the SugarPlum Fairies" or something similar. M:TNG-2 stared at me in accusation and her friend wanted to know why I was blamed for his choice of music. M:TNG-2 explained that there was no way her father could load a ringtone without assistance, and her sister was away from home, making me the probable culprit.

Therefore, if a ringtone was to be gotten, I was going to have to get it. His choice was Dominique, by the Singing Nun. Yeah. So I converted it to an mp3 and emailed it to him, then tried to open the email on his phone. But his phone didn't have enough memory, leaving me to wonder why he has such a small chip, because he's certainly not storing any phone numbers, urls, etc. So I used Windows Movie Maker to clip a piece of the song and then found a program that let me convert the WMM file back to an mp3, and got it loaded to his phone as a ringtone.

He was very grateful. I wonder how his coworkers will feel when that starts going off in the office and he can't figure out how to put the phone on mute.

M:TNG-1: Everyone is going to think that phone belongs to a 90-year-old Frenchwoman.
Me: He won't care. He is completely unselfconscious.
M:TNG-1: Yeah, damn him. How does he do that?
Me: I only wish I knew.

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