Waiting for our food to arrive, the four of us sat at the wooden table, two to a side: Boy, girl, boy, boy.

As I was leaving Maxwell's last night, I ran into <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/092805withloss/">Melissa</a&gt;.

"I was at Maxwell's last night for no more than three hours, and it made me terribly sick."<br>
"<a href="http://www.maxwellsnj.com/">What’s Maxwell's?</a>" JA asks.<br>
"Oh," I say, "It's a rock and roll club in Jersey."<br>
"Thank you for assuming that I'm hip."<br>
I laugh. "I’ve become so <a href="http://www.niehs.nih.gov/airborne/prevent/smoke.html">allergic to cigarette smoke</a>. I woke up this morning coughing blood, and I've got a horrible headache now."<br>
"You must have some insect genes."<br>

Chris Sommovigo from Signals Super-Fi passed this one my way. A great read.

Rarely does a day pass when Wes Phillips doesn't send his pals a bunch of emails with links to stuff he's found while Web surfing. Frequently it is audio-related, but even when it's not, there's usually something there worth checking out.

Hey, it's only streamed audio, but Public Radio Fan is easy to navigate and offers lots of variety.

Other than making you look like a dork, that is.