Archive for April, 2004

sunday, sunday

Sunday, April 25th, 2004

Hung out a bit last night with Skeely and then had the depressing experience of being in the gym on a saturday night at 11pm… oh well. I can go out any night of the week, so nyah!

Went to the market this morning with Skeely and Angie… got tons of fruit and some kick ass trail mix so I can put the Wendy snack all day plan into effect. Should have probably brought more to take to Coachella next weekend, but I realized I don’t really know how long stuff keeps. Good reminder to myself to pay more attention to that sort of stuff - there are some serious life skills I never seemed to pick up because I had people around me I could rely on for that sort of stuff…

Off for a bike ride and a gym run later… going to clean up the room a bit today, I think, and try to write. Gotta deal with the cats too… man, that’s a hell of a job.

strange things are afoot

Friday, April 23rd, 2004

in the land of fungus… coachella is just a little over a week away… and there are rumblings in the travel lines and phone madness has taken sway. ugh orgh guuuuh.

thanks, pat.

Wednesday, April 21st, 2004

“The picture of a White House teeming with fanatics gets even clearer with O’Neill’s depiction of the Bush brain trust’s dogged devotion to cutting taxes for the wealthy.”

Well, I was reading Tom Robbin’s Jitterbug Perfume, but I just finished the 1000th reread last week. pity, probably would have been better, but too drunk to research tonight.

From Pat:
Instructions:

Grab the nearest book.
Open the book to page 23.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post the text of the sentence on your blog along with these instructions.

“But I want to keep her!” [Lamb, the gospel according to Biff, Christs childhood pal]

fucking great book, that one.

cheers all.

b

ps - caveat - i haven’t updated the listening, reading, watching stuff in ages. listening - new skinny puppy (yes, really) - good. m83, great. reading - huffington, greene, and robbins for the upteenth time. watching - kill bill 2, matrix (all of them, the reconsidering round) and west wing.

oh, and wendy…. i love you truly, deeply, and until the end of time.

fuck off, it’s the first time i’ve ever gotten mushy on here.

ps. ps - fuck it, did it anyways. from the best book EVER written, jitterbug perfume by tom robbins -

“This is hard for me to express, my lord, but I shall try.”
23rd page, 5th paragraph. Not the best part of the book, I’ll admit. so let me give you a better few from the same page…

“This is hard for me to expres, my lord, but I shall try. The kings of your ancestors have been celebrated around many a bonfire. But celebrated for cunning and brawn. Wisdom, true knowledge, has been the province of the necromancer alone. You have changed all that, and Noog does not like it. You must forgive what I am about to say, for it is fact. There are men inside these city walls more powerfully built than you, Alobar; more adept with the spear. Men who can run faster, hurl a stone farther, face an awesome enemy with an equal abundance of trembling, and pacify a harem with as sturdy a shaft. But you, well, while I cannot imagine how you have acquired it, you have a brain. Time and time again, you have demonstrated your unusual ability to see inside of men and to interpret the silent pleas they aim at the stars. In the past, many kings RULED ttthis people. You have GOVERNED them.”

strangely appropriate, don’t you think?

ah, yes

Monday, April 19th, 2004

http://www.khaaan.com/

Thanks, Wendy….

a small breather

Sunday, April 18th, 2004

Finished the latest round of production work for the Robster… and the three albums I worked on awhile back are all officially out now. Nice. Wendy’s art show went well, hung out at Finn’s until closing afterwards… everything else is going well, work is slowly getting done and things checked off the list…

Been bummed about music in general lately.. haven’t been listening to too much, haven’t been finding anything new that grabs me… guess it’s time to sit down and write some new things for myself. Usually works best when I’m in that mood.

My room is a mess. I need to tear it apart and reorganize, but that’s an incredibly daunting task.

Went to the Brewery Art Walk on Saturday… both disappointing (in general, the art was pedestrian and tame) and inspiring (a few things got me to thinking about what wendy and i are doing and ways to expand some stuff…)

And that’s really about it. Off to do my bike ride.