In conjunction with an entry from my wife here's Shining.
"I’m too sacred for the sinners/And the saints wish I would leave." - Mark Heard
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Bananasuit
I hate it when I think my spidey senses are tingling but it turns out it's just that my leg is asleep.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Beware the PHANTOM!
Tonight I thought I heard strange music coming from the basement. Odd, I thought, since it was 2 a.m. and everyone was asleep. Did I leave a radio on? Being the cheapskate that I am I didn't want to waste the electricity to power a radio all night (street value 3 cents) so I got out of bed and walked through a dark house, down two flights of steps and into my workshop/music area. Lo and behold (fo shizzle too, for that matter) but what to my wondering eyes did appear but the Phantom of the Hoffmans playing my keyboard!
The music was bewitching and I did my best not to make a sound, part in fear of being discovered and part in fear that the music would end. The Phantom finished the piece with a flourish and then, proving he knew I was there all along, slowly turned his horrible glowing eyes my way, hissed a hair-standing noise, and then disappeared into thin air.
* Parts of this story may be fabricated. The part of the Phantom may have been played by Matthew who I actually did find playing the keyboard in his costume. And a.m. might have been p.m.
The music was bewitching and I did my best not to make a sound, part in fear of being discovered and part in fear that the music would end. The Phantom finished the piece with a flourish and then, proving he knew I was there all along, slowly turned his horrible glowing eyes my way, hissed a hair-standing noise, and then disappeared into thin air.
* Parts of this story may be fabricated. The part of the Phantom may have been played by Matthew who I actually did find playing the keyboard in his costume. And a.m. might have been p.m.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
The Table Saw Saga
For over a week the Amazon web site has shown that my table saw has been sitting in Chicago with an estimated delivery date of Oct. 11 to Oct. 16. Yesterday came and went and no table saw graced my garage (that there's alliteration).
So last night I used the Amazon Customer Service option which is kinda freaky. You enter your phone number for Amazon to contact you and the instant you click on the OK button your phone rings. Spooky.
It turns out that the table saw has been in Fort Wayne since last week but they haven't been able to reach me at my work number. I guess entering my extension or using the keypad to enter my name is not within the realms of trying to contact a customer.
But shipping was free so unless it took a month (currently it's only at half a month) I don't have much room to complain. The saw will be delivered tomorrow by a team of white horses and tomorrow night I get to cut off the obligatory finger. YEAH!
So last night I used the Amazon Customer Service option which is kinda freaky. You enter your phone number for Amazon to contact you and the instant you click on the OK button your phone rings. Spooky.
It turns out that the table saw has been in Fort Wayne since last week but they haven't been able to reach me at my work number. I guess entering my extension or using the keypad to enter my name is not within the realms of trying to contact a customer.
But shipping was free so unless it took a month (currently it's only at half a month) I don't have much room to complain. The saw will be delivered tomorrow by a team of white horses and tomorrow night I get to cut off the obligatory finger. YEAH!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Order In The Court
Having loads of music on your PC allows one to, say, listen to your collection sorted by song length. I've been at it all morning and am just up to 0:55. A large part of this is due to having three CDs of Bartok's short piano pieces for children but I'm also getting to enjoy songs by Mr. Rogers and "Jingle, Jingle, Jingle" from some Rankin and Bass Christmas special.
Okay... I admit it... I'M BORED... BOOORED!
But at least I'm not a Googins.
Okay... I admit it... I'M BORED... BOOORED!
But at least I'm not a Googins.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
GOOGINS!!!!!!
At my work we just added a new client who just happens to be named Googins. Just like the words "gravy", "wombat", and many others, for some reason I find this name highly amusing and cannot keep myself from using it frequently throughout the day.
"Honey, please pass the googins."
"What?"
"I would have made the light if it weren't for those googins."
"Googins?"
"Where in the googins did I put my googins?"
"Few things hit the spot like googins and toast on a brisk autumn morning."
"My googins is in the shop. Can I borrow your crustacean until it's back?"
"Anybody seen the googins?"
"Honey, please pass the googins."
"What?"
"I would have made the light if it weren't for those googins."
"Googins?"
"Where in the googins did I put my googins?"
"Few things hit the spot like googins and toast on a brisk autumn morning."
"My googins is in the shop. Can I borrow your crustacean until it's back?"
"Anybody seen the googins?"
Monday, October 8, 2007
ChiaMonster
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Yes Kids, It's Freaky Video Time
< MOVIE PREVIEW VOICE> In a world where most bands are lucky to get played six times, this amazing band has managed to hold his attention for over six months < / MOVIE PREVIEW VOICE >
Is it the accordion? The 50 gallon drum in the percussion section? The twisty aggressive rhythms? The dramatic compositions? The barrage of sounds? One thing.. it certainly isn't the Hot Topic Goth lyrics.