hey everybody.
It is halloween, and I am sick. I have been slightly sick for about eight days, but until day-before-yesterday this entailed simply the occasional sneezing bout and intermittent soup-poop. Yesterday and today it is full-blown sore throat, runny head, fever, aches, and misery. Yesterday I stocked up on good old-fashioned chicken-noodle soup. Also, it turns out very helpful to drink bunches of water- WHO KNEW?!? don't answer that. So I feel like I am sufficiently on the mend, that I might be able to bundle up and wander through the scary maze tonight! But don't expect any "rock & roll until the break of dawn" out of this one.
end transmission.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
went to a show
(note: other stuff happened too)
So I went to a show the other day, up at the stairwell gallery. It was "Aniki Dawn" of Providence, "SnowBlink" from Toronto, and "Dead Western" from Sacramento. It got past my bedtime, so I couldn't stick around for Dead Western, but I liked the two other acts pretty alright. (note to self: after you grab the .txt file cheat-sheet of "how the heck do I make links, new window, etc, & stuff" from other computer, make that a link to jake's photoblog). I have to track down snowblink online so I can say I liked them, and buy their CD (as I mentioned I had to dash off) but the main thing I came away from this show thinking about was how, when kyla (Ms A. Dawn) mentioned via inter-song banter (often an important aspect, helping steer the atmosphere) that she hadn't changed out of her pajamas before leaving the house that day, and was in fact still wearing them, the thought immediately occurred to me that, since I have been sleeping in my clothes for several months now, "wearing my pajamas all day" is a much less depressing way to think of this! Of course, upon any amount of further reflection, it immediately becomes clear that these two concepts ("PJs all day" vs "sleeps-in-clothes") are actually approximate opposites: on the one hand we have "cozy and comfortable all the time, cuz why the heck not!" and on the other, "never achieving particularly comfortable, just crashing as-is". See how that works?
I tend to think of this type of dichotomy as a relative or correlate of the old "glass half-empty or half-full" idea, only I have come to know it as "is the glass almost totally empty, or a little tiny bit full"?
So I went to a show the other day, up at the stairwell gallery. It was "Aniki Dawn" of Providence, "SnowBlink" from Toronto, and "Dead Western" from Sacramento. It got past my bedtime, so I couldn't stick around for Dead Western, but I liked the two other acts pretty alright. (note to self: after you grab the .txt file cheat-sheet of "how the heck do I make links, new window, etc, & stuff" from other computer, make that a link to jake's photoblog). I have to track down snowblink online so I can say I liked them, and buy their CD (as I mentioned I had to dash off) but the main thing I came away from this show thinking about was how, when kyla (Ms A. Dawn) mentioned via inter-song banter (often an important aspect, helping steer the atmosphere) that she hadn't changed out of her pajamas before leaving the house that day, and was in fact still wearing them, the thought immediately occurred to me that, since I have been sleeping in my clothes for several months now, "wearing my pajamas all day" is a much less depressing way to think of this! Of course, upon any amount of further reflection, it immediately becomes clear that these two concepts ("PJs all day" vs "sleeps-in-clothes") are actually approximate opposites: on the one hand we have "cozy and comfortable all the time, cuz why the heck not!" and on the other, "never achieving particularly comfortable, just crashing as-is". See how that works?
I tend to think of this type of dichotomy as a relative or correlate of the old "glass half-empty or half-full" idea, only I have come to know it as "is the glass almost totally empty, or a little tiny bit full"?
Friday, July 25, 2008
a funny thing happened on the way across the parking lot...
I thought I saw a little dry leaf skittering across the asphalt as I drove out yesterday; a little dry leaf that looked a lot like a tiny crustacean. wha-HUH? try "a tiny lobster" (aka 'shrimp")!!! He or she was totally not afraid of me, and was showing off kung-fu stances to keep me from attacking it. CRAZY, RIGHT?
Sunday, June 29, 2008
momma (didn't) told me there'd be days like these
WTF man!?! was this screw sitting balanced point up, or how the heck does this $%*# happen?
Monday, June 23, 2008
yeah so
hey everynobody-
sorry my posts have been so sparse and uninteresting!
here's some good news- I had bought a bunch of computer memory for a super good price on ebay a while back, only when it got here, it was dead- I got burned by a scam artist selling factory rejected RAM sticks. BUT! Paypal refunded my money when I filed a claim against the scam artist! I was surprised and delighted.
what else.
its hard for me to figure out what to say here. I have a filtration problem, I tend to keep my walls up really high (i.e. don't talk about stuff with anybody), but the things I really want to talk about, I kind of feel are too important to just blurt out. I worry too much (about the wrong things).
sorry my posts have been so sparse and uninteresting!
here's some good news- I had bought a bunch of computer memory for a super good price on ebay a while back, only when it got here, it was dead- I got burned by a scam artist selling factory rejected RAM sticks. BUT! Paypal refunded my money when I filed a claim against the scam artist! I was surprised and delighted.
what else.
its hard for me to figure out what to say here. I have a filtration problem, I tend to keep my walls up really high (i.e. don't talk about stuff with anybody), but the things I really want to talk about, I kind of feel are too important to just blurt out. I worry too much (about the wrong things).
never quite as it seems dep't
what happens when you hear Chuck D. on the radio (BBC no less!) then, later that same night, when you discover theres an episode of South Park on your HD you didn't watch yet, it turns out its the one when the kids repeatedly summon the ghost of Biggie Smalls?
You end up having dreams that Flava-Flav is trying to kill you! Guest starring Charlie Murphy and featuring Flying Ninja Ice-capades.
well, really "Ice Ninja Flying-capades" but you know, who's counting or whatever..
You end up having dreams that Flava-Flav is trying to kill you! Guest starring Charlie Murphy and featuring Flying Ninja Ice-capades.
well, really "Ice Ninja Flying-capades" but you know, who's counting or whatever..
Sunday, May 25, 2008
this is just to say
i know, I know: this blog is terribly boring looking!
Well, here is a picture to liven things up a tiny bit-
(specifically, a picture of my speedy new 30-year-old bike):
I drove* to North Adams on Saturday, to go to a friend's opening at Mass MoCA.
*please note, I did not drive the bicycle seen here;
rather I drove my truck, andy goldsworthy.
On the way I thought up this term to refer to a group of civil-war veterans who only want to hear speeches about pasta:
spaghettysburg addressable.
in a similar vein, what kind of plastic building blocks do you think kids play with on the cluster of islands where singing is never accompanied by instrument?
(these are ideas for a word game a couple of other friends thought up;
there isn't a name for the game yet that I know of.
I think these may not strictly qualify, in which case
this OTHER game they DO count as might be called 'threedom'.)
Well, here is a picture to liven things up a tiny bit-
(specifically, a picture of my speedy new 30-year-old bike):
I drove* to North Adams on Saturday, to go to a friend's opening at Mass MoCA.
*please note, I did not drive the bicycle seen here;
rather I drove my truck, andy goldsworthy.
On the way I thought up this term to refer to a group of civil-war veterans who only want to hear speeches about pasta:
spaghettysburg addressable.
in a similar vein, what kind of plastic building blocks do you think kids play with on the cluster of islands where singing is never accompanied by instrument?
(these are ideas for a word game a couple of other friends thought up;
there isn't a name for the game yet that I know of.
I think these may not strictly qualify, in which case
this OTHER game they DO count as might be called 'threedom'.)
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