Damn, it is quite a fine song. It makes sense in pretty much every aspect, which may be due to its simplicity. As I'm sure you know, the more complicated something gets, the more opportunities it acquires to screw something up. Canon in D Major doesn't really do that... The piece has a simple melody, one from which I cannot remove anything. In ( Read more... )

Nope, nothing as funny as that guy might have been at one time, sorry. Didn't mean to mislead y'all like that. Deep thoughts that honestly aren't that deep just seem to scream "Jack Handy" after them. That might be due to High School experiences with the Cross Country Team. Some of the weirdest memories seem to anchor themselves in my head, and I ( Read more... )

I must admit, when written well, I am rather fond of classical music. It knows what it's doing, it knows where it's going, it has its own story, its own flow. It can stand by itself, and I don't require any sort of background or explanation from it.

Granted, that sounds a bit loopy, saying "I enjoy enjoyable music," but in the past I have ( Read more... )

No, I'm not a Prototyper with a drinking problem, I'm in a drinking club with a nuke power problem. Good God! I've never felt such an insane desire for destructive behavior. I've felt the entire goddamn gamut of emotions this past 24 hours. Thank goodness I don't have work tomorrow, I don't honestly know what I'd set on fire, especially now that ( Read more... )

Man, this weekend was pretty depressing. Things I was looking forward to turned out pretty lame and/or canceled. The first occurred during my last day of mids where my EOOW watch was cancelled. I was really looking forward to getting points and trying my hand at commanding a team of operators. It really electrifies me when I'm up there, even in ( Read more... )

Actually, no tables were really turned, unless you perhaps count that the hopeful tables and realistic tables in my head have switched to the background and foreground, respectively. So remember that last post a couple of days ago? The one where I wanted to become one with the plant?

Yeah, that ain't gonna happen. It stresses me right the fuck out. ( Read more... )

Mornin'! Day three of Swings, and I'm cautiously awaiting the return to work. This schedule is interesting to get used to. It's kinda like when you got half a day in grade school because the roads were too icy, but you got the first half off, so you kinda spent the morning catching up on sleep and bullshitting your way through a couple of hours ( Read more... )

I write to you on a mildly chilly Saturday afternoon in the upper reaches of New York. No, unfortunately not as northern as the Adirondacks, even though I have visited those areas with a good frequency since I've been up here, but still, north enough that a blanket keeps me warm at night. Today is one of those wasted days that is normally assigned ( Read more... )

This shouldn't be a long one; I'm just going over my transition from home to Groton, CT. The episode was brief, and somewhat unremarkable, but I hadn't felt something of that nature in a long time ( Read more... )

Recently, I've been wiggin' out with respect to Maria, and all for no good reason. I was a rather stupid mess, and a couple of things, all my fault, that triggered this undesirable state of being.

First, I let other people's opinions define who I am. No big surprise there, I've done this before with pretty similar results. Those people that I'm ( Read more... )