Groove is in the data entry?

Many years ago, long before the concept of alpacas had even entered our consciousness (say @ 1991), we were living together in the city of Worcester, MA. Jennifer was attending WPI, pursuing her degree in Civil/Environmental Engineering while I had dropped out of UVM to chase the girl and try to figure some sh!@ out. We were rather scandalously able to rent the upstairs half of a two family house for the extremely affordable price of $525/month plus utilities. Though our memories of Worcester itself are less than glorious, that apartment felt like a little refuge. Think of an embassy in a hostel land. We were young (19), in love, had our own cable tv, and could order pizza delivery whenever we wanted. I mean, hello!? What was there not to get excited about? Oh, yeah. Worcester. Anyway…

At that time we also got to know our good friend Kirstin DiPietro (now Worden), a fellow Vermonter in exile who was likewise a freshman there as well as a teammate of Jen’s on the WPI field hockey team. Though hardly representative of our musical taste overall either then or now, it was Kirstin who at the time introduced us all to the NYC dance club trio called Deee-Lite. Now I realize that I am exposing myself to almost infinite barbing by revealing this but for whatever reason that band’s album, World Clique, has over the years become the soundtrack whenever I find myself doing monotonous data entry or document creation. Though mostly good, this has also led to some pretty interesting typos whenever I’ve made the mistake of listening to the dance beat whiles also trying to simultaneously write new marketing copy. Over the past several days though the project in question has involved bringing all of our sales listings up to snuff over on OpenHerd, which was mostly just cut and paste stuff with the addition of some extra photos we don’t show on our own web site. Good stuff.  It’s true: I really couldn’t dance with another…