Sorry, Wil. I’m gonna have to beat your ass.
No, it’s not because you’re a confessed, proud geek (I’m a fan of geeks). It’s not even some sort of need to kick Wesley Crusher in effigy (I’ve no beef with Wesley – my friends in college and I used to cheer Wesley on, hoping he’d get more chicks instead of freakin’ Riker da Pimp all the time).
No, it’s because in this post, Wil introduced me to what I’m sure will be my downfall, Pandora. (You might say he opened Pandora’s box, but then I’d have to beat your ass as well.) With eclectic musical taste like mine, the last thing in the world I need is a service which will take artists I like, find more like them, and stream me a radio station according to my tastes. And let me give feedback, to make it more like what I want. I’ll spend hours customizing and adding to it, I know I will. Audio crack cocaine, I’m sure of it.
Damn you, Wil! I proclaim you the bane of non-tone-deaf easily-distracted researchers everywhere! 
*goes back to tweaking Pandora analyzing case studies*
Professional computer geek and linguist living in Germany, doing infosec stuff and being the freakiest mother ever.
