Things that make you go hmm...
...hmmm.
Through a weird chain of events, I'm faced with the tough decision of acquiring a wireless setup for my bass, a keyboard, or some fancy schmancy multi fx pedal thingamabob.
My brother had a supah bowl party in the basement and somehow one of my amps got knocked over, which landed on my acoustic guitar, which planted a big ol hole in it. My brother, being the nice guy that he is, went out and got me a new one before I even knew it happened. Well, since I just fuck around on the guitar and since that acoustic was honestly just a beach and camping and drag around by the hair kinda guitar, I'm gonna trade in the new one for well, see above.
decisions, decisions.
saw Emelie tonite, it was fa-reaky as she called me just as I was in Ritz Camera at the mall, which is where she used to work. She's starting her own business, an art gallery/live music venue/coffee and sandwhich shop. She needs help with many aspects, particularly getting a badass sound system in there, hence the phone call to me. If anyone who reads this, does anyone read this? lol, and is an artist or knows an artist, get ahold of me or mexicanseafood2 on my friends list as she wants to get some cool local artistry in said gallery. The really cool thing is that she has been in touch with Melissa Ferrick and she's gonna be involved in the grand opening of said store.
my hair's getting shaggy. I shaved my head in....november, december? so that it'll all grow in at the same time.
my knees are killin cause i was crawlin in this stupid attic today running wire because Comcast was too lazy to do it. job sucked, but the end result was fucking rewarding.
I'm kinda ticked, cause I did all this work at that This Old House job and they're farming in people from GA and CT to do the final work and get on TV. They'll get all the credit for the ball bustin work I painstakingly did. SOBs. That was one of the best jobs I've ever done and honestly probably the hardest I've worked ever.
Gettin ready for VD, venereal disease..... I mean Valentine's Day. Megan hasn't ever had a valentine, ever, so I kinda want to make it real nice for her. Got the stereotypical things, the chocolate, the flowers, the dinner, the anal grease....jk about the flowers.... lol....and a bunch of other things I care not to share with the group, or weird internet junky. But it'll be fun, and she'll dig what I got goin on for her. Goin to the Top of the Hub, which'll be cool.
note to self...onion rings, altho tasty, do not agree with me. so dammit, stop eating them.
note to self...phone the mother ship, schedule anal probes of anyone who reads this.
Got some side jobs coming up and gotta send the resume out to some new peoples and see if I can get paid more then I am now.It's not necessarily the pay, but the working for a huge corporation and being a # not a person that I have a particular distaste for.
gonna buy a mountain bike and a bike rack for my truck next week so I can hit up some trails in the area. I actually saw a badass 21 speed for wicked cheap in Target in Woburn....rock.
I'm rambling now, but why the hell am I awake now?
sleep.
peace.
Through a weird chain of events, I'm faced with the tough decision of acquiring a wireless setup for my bass, a keyboard, or some fancy schmancy multi fx pedal thingamabob.
My brother had a supah bowl party in the basement and somehow one of my amps got knocked over, which landed on my acoustic guitar, which planted a big ol hole in it. My brother, being the nice guy that he is, went out and got me a new one before I even knew it happened. Well, since I just fuck around on the guitar and since that acoustic was honestly just a beach and camping and drag around by the hair kinda guitar, I'm gonna trade in the new one for well, see above.
decisions, decisions.
saw Emelie tonite, it was fa-reaky as she called me just as I was in Ritz Camera at the mall, which is where she used to work. She's starting her own business, an art gallery/live music venue/coffee and sandwhich shop. She needs help with many aspects, particularly getting a badass sound system in there, hence the phone call to me. If anyone who reads this, does anyone read this? lol, and is an artist or knows an artist, get ahold of me or mexicanseafood2 on my friends list as she wants to get some cool local artistry in said gallery. The really cool thing is that she has been in touch with Melissa Ferrick and she's gonna be involved in the grand opening of said store.
my hair's getting shaggy. I shaved my head in....november, december? so that it'll all grow in at the same time.
my knees are killin cause i was crawlin in this stupid attic today running wire because Comcast was too lazy to do it. job sucked, but the end result was fucking rewarding.
I'm kinda ticked, cause I did all this work at that This Old House job and they're farming in people from GA and CT to do the final work and get on TV. They'll get all the credit for the ball bustin work I painstakingly did. SOBs. That was one of the best jobs I've ever done and honestly probably the hardest I've worked ever.
Gettin ready for VD, venereal disease..... I mean Valentine's Day. Megan hasn't ever had a valentine, ever, so I kinda want to make it real nice for her. Got the stereotypical things, the chocolate, the flowers, the dinner, the anal grease....jk about the flowers.... lol....and a bunch of other things I care not to share with the group, or weird internet junky. But it'll be fun, and she'll dig what I got goin on for her. Goin to the Top of the Hub, which'll be cool.
note to self...onion rings, altho tasty, do not agree with me. so dammit, stop eating them.
note to self...phone the mother ship, schedule anal probes of anyone who reads this.
Got some side jobs coming up and gotta send the resume out to some new peoples and see if I can get paid more then I am now.It's not necessarily the pay, but the working for a huge corporation and being a # not a person that I have a particular distaste for.
gonna buy a mountain bike and a bike rack for my truck next week so I can hit up some trails in the area. I actually saw a badass 21 speed for wicked cheap in Target in Woburn....rock.
I'm rambling now, but why the hell am I awake now?
sleep.
peace.