Goodbye Winter Olympics, and thank you. I will miss you.

I love the Olympics.

The Big Band had a gig tonight at a church Valentine's Dance. We played well and the folks there danced and listened and seemed to enjoy our musical offering. And I tried to express more emotion on my face: I was watching this video a lot, and that drummer is cheezin' the whole time. I wasn't on that level by any means, but ( Read more... )

I'm bored, children. I don't know what prompted me to stop posting last month, but I do know what perpetuated my silence: Assassin's Creed. Brett passed it on to me after he finished it and Damn is that a good game. And to make things worse he gave me the second one about a week later, so for about two-three weeks I spent most...no...All my time ( Read more... )

My sister is back at school, my friends are back at work and school, and my parents are back at work. For the first time in a month I'll be spending my days alone again. I am not going back to school, I'm not rushing off to live somewhere else, and I've no desperate need to take the first crappy job I come across. Hell, I've no desperate need to ( Read more... )

So, this happened yesterday - A story in pictures:

( ...I Hear Chopping... )

I just treated myself to sides 1 and 4 of my new Jim Croce vinyl (Christmas present), The Faces I've Been. Side 1 backed with side 4 threw me at first, but I think it was done to accomodate those cool stacking players - Set it to play side 1, then the second LP falls and side 2 plays, flip 'em both over and you're set for 3 and 4. That's just my ( Read more... )

I am fairly certain we're alone now, so if there's anything on my mind don't hesitate to type it up.

You may have guessed how my 2009 was - In total I wrote 14 journal entries. In high school the times with the fewest entries were the rare "good times" everyone had been telling me about; not so this past year. I was uncommonly distant, terse ( ( Read more... )

Music is the best.

I want to create.

I wouldn't mind watching a thunderstorm right now.

Nothing comes out when I open my mouth - My vocal chords vibrate in a vacuum.

A list of things I've been thinking about: what we become, gifts of the Spirit, the chopping block, stagnation, money, carpentry, guitar, headshots, frolf shots, organization of a messy room, and speed pool (shots?).

I ( Read more... )