I'm 23 and I buy toys
Bueno ding-dong-diddly-Dias
Oh hell, it's mid October. I think that god has it out for me, judging by all mayhem that I've gone through recently. And why shouldn't he? Look at the social breakdown that my presence alone seems to have on a group of people. I'd want to shut me down too.
Instead of putting me out for good, as we all expected would happen by this point, Sound Guy Matty seems to have been forced to grow up over night. Apparently, after a certain amount of time, you're expected to leave school - even if it is briefly - and enter what is known as the tax paying getting up ass early and no longer being allowed to carry a weapon to work "real world." Now I've had my issues with this concept since day one; I seem to work better on a different structure of time. The 36 hour day has been discussed, but will never be adopted by a society whos roots are in agriculture, and this fact is holding me back as well.
So, as I keep growing in my super-techie-sounduy powers (it's pretty cool to have the opera stop in the middle of a concert and tell the crowd you're the best they've ever had. oh baby. oh baby.), I somewhere made the decision to run with that for a while. I mean, why not? I enjoy always being in different places, making old women cover their ears, walks on the beach, and sitting in front of things with lots of lights and buttons. I've actually had offers from 3 sound companies to date, so it's nice that I've always got that open to me. It would also give me some more free time to... travel. More on that later.
So, I'm doing my usual Rossi stuff at the fair - which was the fucking most chaotic thing I've ever seen AND I did not get to sleep with an 80s pop icon named Cindi - when one of the guys who I work with - who happens to be a principal - discovers of my plans for the next year. I should have mentioned the photos I have of him, Jim Belushi, and a german shepherd from last years state trooper party, but I was curious what he had to say. Two days later, I am employed by the Syr City school district. Get this: Middle School General music (which I come to find out is MUSIC HISTORY - required - for every 8th grader who sets foot in that building), and two ELMENTARY bands (see also: Rossi's fear of kids).
So, six hours after the Fair ends, I'm a teacher. At three schools. Am I nuts yet?
Nah. That I can handle. Though I'm very tempted to put leaches on some of these MS kids, to draw out the evil spirits. To complete the mayhem, there's this really smart really fun really hot Long Island girl. Despite her handicap of the pronunciation of certain words, namely a hot caffinated beverage that the majority of Americans drink in the morning, she's amazing. If I'm on your friends list, there's a good chance you know her already. If I'm not on your list, who the hell are you and why are you reading this? Piss off.
So, in a pretty short span of time, I've kinda stumbled into adulthood. So far, this means that I've got some more money to spend on video games and toys. It also means that I have to start thinking more than an hour ahead of where I am now - something that I'm still having trouble with.
What else? I wrote the music for SU's first field show of the year - all oldschool video game stuff. They did reeeeally well with it! Thanks guys!
Oh, I might have accidentally started a A/V production company. More on this if it takes off. Right now, I'll just take your money. Or I'll franchise a Quiznos - their website test has told me, Shane and Andy that we are perfect for it. Every time. This thing wouldn't deny us, no matter what answers we selected. On second thought, the A/V Co is probably the best bet. See ya in 2006!
12 more days till Halloween. Silver Shamrock.
Oh hell, it's mid October. I think that god has it out for me, judging by all mayhem that I've gone through recently. And why shouldn't he? Look at the social breakdown that my presence alone seems to have on a group of people. I'd want to shut me down too.
Instead of putting me out for good, as we all expected would happen by this point, Sound Guy Matty seems to have been forced to grow up over night. Apparently, after a certain amount of time, you're expected to leave school - even if it is briefly - and enter what is known as the tax paying getting up ass early and no longer being allowed to carry a weapon to work "real world." Now I've had my issues with this concept since day one; I seem to work better on a different structure of time. The 36 hour day has been discussed, but will never be adopted by a society whos roots are in agriculture, and this fact is holding me back as well.
So, as I keep growing in my super-techie-sounduy powers (it's pretty cool to have the opera stop in the middle of a concert and tell the crowd you're the best they've ever had. oh baby. oh baby.), I somewhere made the decision to run with that for a while. I mean, why not? I enjoy always being in different places, making old women cover their ears, walks on the beach, and sitting in front of things with lots of lights and buttons. I've actually had offers from 3 sound companies to date, so it's nice that I've always got that open to me. It would also give me some more free time to... travel. More on that later.
So, I'm doing my usual Rossi stuff at the fair - which was the fucking most chaotic thing I've ever seen AND I did not get to sleep with an 80s pop icon named Cindi - when one of the guys who I work with - who happens to be a principal - discovers of my plans for the next year. I should have mentioned the photos I have of him, Jim Belushi, and a german shepherd from last years state trooper party, but I was curious what he had to say. Two days later, I am employed by the Syr City school district. Get this: Middle School General music (which I come to find out is MUSIC HISTORY - required - for every 8th grader who sets foot in that building), and two ELMENTARY bands (see also: Rossi's fear of kids).
So, six hours after the Fair ends, I'm a teacher. At three schools. Am I nuts yet?
Nah. That I can handle. Though I'm very tempted to put leaches on some of these MS kids, to draw out the evil spirits. To complete the mayhem, there's this really smart really fun really hot Long Island girl. Despite her handicap of the pronunciation of certain words, namely a hot caffinated beverage that the majority of Americans drink in the morning, she's amazing. If I'm on your friends list, there's a good chance you know her already. If I'm not on your list, who the hell are you and why are you reading this? Piss off.
So, in a pretty short span of time, I've kinda stumbled into adulthood. So far, this means that I've got some more money to spend on video games and toys. It also means that I have to start thinking more than an hour ahead of where I am now - something that I'm still having trouble with.
What else? I wrote the music for SU's first field show of the year - all oldschool video game stuff. They did reeeeally well with it! Thanks guys!
Oh, I might have accidentally started a A/V production company. More on this if it takes off. Right now, I'll just take your money. Or I'll franchise a Quiznos - their website test has told me, Shane and Andy that we are perfect for it. Every time. This thing wouldn't deny us, no matter what answers we selected. On second thought, the A/V Co is probably the best bet. See ya in 2006!
12 more days till Halloween. Silver Shamrock.