Pics of Stuff!

Ahd been holdin off on this until ah had a pic of tha drumkit ahm playin - ah took a pic of it today. N then left tha camera at tha practice space. So here you are, pics sans drumkit:

Edit: ah went back to tha space ta git my camera, so here ya gae!


Edit: N some pics from my garden - color coordinated so you ken see whas growin!


stilt-walkah

ah ran intae this guy at tha folsom street festival tha next day - he n ah had beeb crackin jokes durin one of his performances at the Tour de Fat.

at tour de fat w. josh n kirsten

Josh was the guy who tried ta hire me back in early 2008 but ah took my otha job instead. Ah apparently inspired him ta volunteer at this festival, n we hang out once er twice a month. That is Kirsten, who poured beer w. us, n who Josh thought was really really hot. Ah didn't disagree ah guess....

me n my ride on a cross

Leavin tha park, Josh n ah took a different path n found a huge ass cross. This is one of tha bettah pics ahve had taken of me in a while, so ah figured ahd include it

bike over head

Thas rite ahma rawkstar!

on big cross

Told you tha cross was big - tha platform ahm standin on was prolly 10 feet tall itself!

Weekend Update - Late due to SEVERE illness

Sorry Henners, it took me a while to post my exploits this week b.c ahve been sick as a dog in and out of bed since the weekend ended. BUT, ahve recovered....

Saturday had me daein a lil bit of gardenin - ahve actually managed to salvage some of the few plants that were dyin left by tha previous owners. Ah don't know what this is but look -it's flowerin!


My basil is nawt daein as well howevah - it hasn't completely kicked it yet, but it's been gittin sicker n sicker:


Then ah went to Dolores Park to try n catch some of tha Bicyle Music Festival but thar was too much confusion about whar it was happenin. One of tha main reasons ah wanted ta check it out is a dude ah used ta know at Berklee Cello Joe was gaein ta perform. Ah doubt he'd remembah me, but ya nevah know.

Howevah, it was nawt ta be, so ah darted off to Journey to the End of the Night, a city-wide street race combined with Adult Tag. It was a blast actually, tha sense of paranoia that overcame you w. every corner you took. It also wore me tha fuck out, sprintin up hills away from Chasers n nawt bein able ta pace my runnin. Ah made it ta checkpoint 3 of 7 - n prolly wouldve made it ta 4 if ah hadn't gawten busted tying my shoe. Note to self - shoes are fer losers.

That night ah watched tha Dr. Seuss trainwreck The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T which would've terrified me if ahd seen it as a child n made me run away from pianos ferevah. Trainwreck in that ah couldn't look away - but man it made me feel creepy. Ah only wish tha scene whar tha kids gae apeshit on tha pianos at tha end had been accurately recorded - that wouldve been fun.

Sunday my legs ached n yelled at me so ah skipped yoga, called my dad, n then headed off to a friend's fancy condo high-rise fer a pool party (Wet Crotches XII!). Ah didn't intend to stay so late, er drink so much, er flirt w. early 20-somethings in tha sauna, but ah did n ah liked it!

Unfortunately, Monday ah woke up w. a cough n feelin pretty undah tha weatha. Ah went ta werk anyway, n then rode my bike all ovah tha gawdam place:


Why? to buy a shitty kids drum set. Why did ah dae that?

SO AH KEN BEAT ON SOME FAWKIN DRUMS!

In retrospect, it prolly wasn't tha smartest purchase - tha kit is a bit shitty, it doesn't sound that great, n my only cymbals are tha hi-hats. but ah don't really care. Ahve obtained use of a practice space on Sunday afternoons until tha end of tha summer - n likely longah - n ah plan on utilizin my sunday afternoons ta git bettah at tha drums. Ah haven't had a set to use since last December, when think13 left our practice space, n ahve been missin them somethang awful. So, shitty drums are bettah then no drums. SWEET!

Of kerse, all this bikin when ah wasn't feel so well totally put me OUT n ah spent Tuesday n Wednesday in bed. Tuesday ah woke up n did werk fer about an hour n a half n then had ta gae back to bed. Ah was late on Thursday n went home early. But

Ah've moved intae my new bedroom!

N last nite ah gawt one of tha best nites of sleep ahve had since ah moved intae SF - thar was nae street noize er bar musick er any of that shit. My new room is a lil smaller (n only has one electrical outlet), but it's gaein ta be a much nicer place ta sleep.

Now, if only ah could git IKEA ta give me a replacement piece fer the lil screw ah broke tryin ta put my bed back togetha, life would be AWESOME!

Oh yeah, n Wee the Band is playin fer four hours tomorrow afternoon up at the Cannery, near Fisherman's Wharf which will hopefully be teemin w. rich tourists who want to throw money and alcohol at us. We shall see...

Weekend (sans pics)

Sorry folks, forgot to have a camera handy. Pics of my less then happy garden comin soon tho (my basil is dyin - HALP!).

Friday night was going to be a low-key evenin of yoga n a movie as tha plans ah thought had been made were in fact nawt, but ah was saved by a text message around 4 pm that read "Let's Rage Tonight." In this context, "raging" means "biking around the city, breaking for alcohol from time to time" and this sounded like a much bettah idea ta me. We kicked thangs off w. some noize jammin down tha street, then made fer food n a bottle. Out to tha Embarcadero, we sat w. our friends Jameson and Tecate n discussed my friends upcoming bike-polo/tour of tha West Coast this summer. (Side note, ah now have a place fer a drumset if ah ken find one....)

Aftahwerds, we biked thru tha crazy sites n sounds of a Friday nite in tha city - past tha strip clubs of North Beach, tha trannys of tha Tender Knob, tha strip clubs of Market. Briefly we saw some people who cared very very much about Karaoke at the Mint, and then we were pulled back to tha Mission by way of Zeitgeist (tha quintessential cycle/dive bar w. a monstrous beer garden - it sucks you in). Aftah a few rounds we witnessed a policeman get a bribe as a local pizza shop sold somethang besides then pizza to its otha patrons. Ah was too broke to buy tha promised final drink at tha local irish pub, so we ended up havin a last tall boy at my place before crashin.

Saturday ah woke up early n had a list of thangs to accomplish, which included, but was nawt limited to: practicing bass, making pasta sauce, werkin in tha backyard, n gittin ta yoga. In tha backyard ah tried ta save a newly-bloomin plant that had been left ovah n recently restored ta life, then made some damn good pasta sauce (w. portobella mushies, green bell peppers, n carrots), n aftahwerds gawt my stretch on. That evenin it was my roommies bday celebration so thar was a potluck w. gobs of food n drink (some resourceful individuals brought tha remnants of a pony keg from tha nite before). A handle of knob creek was drank, food was consumed, a mess was made, tha kitchen gawt smoky, n aftah dark thar was a candlelight expedition to tha clubhouse fer tha tellin of ghost stories. Tha mess continues ta exist, as this wasn't my party. Everythang on my list gawt accomplished, except fer tha movin of new musick ta my phone, which was taken care of yestahday.

Sunday had me at yoga again in tha mornin, n ah received some words of praise both on my work-trade follow-through as well as my practice which put me in a good mood. Then WTB had some practicin fer a show this Friday. Finally that evenin ah settled down ta watch "The Golden Compass" - don't judge me. It was kind of weak actually, but thar was a polar bear fight which made it sort of worth sittin through. Ahd be surprised if a sequel evah manifested - it wasn't very well made.

10 days until ah head ta LA fer tha Odors reunion.....

Weeeeeeekeeeeeennnnnnd!

My last few weekends have been truly awesome - not to jinx the ones in my future.

Anyway, Friday night Wee the Band had a half hour slot at the Red Vic hostel/cafe in the Upper Haight. Our percussionist was away on business so it wasn't a full gig, but it still went pretty well. Tha audience that was thar ta watch us (some of whom we know, many were walk-ins) was very attentive and appreciative. Aftahwerds we had some drinks nearby at a friends place. If only tha cd was ready, we prolly wouldve sold a few....

Saturday ah woke up n realized ah was an idiot n my computah was nawt broken - huzzah! Then ah hit tha backyard. While ah did dae a bit of diggin n movin around, what ah really spent time on was plantin some seeds. Ah don't know if they'll take, but ah planted a row of wildflowers on each side of our pathway on tha top level. Previously there had been a bunch of clover growing thar that looked kinda neat, except that half of it had been pulled up. We'll see if anythang grows:


Then ah planted a lettuce mix in some bins ah found in tha backyard - ah was a lil haphazard about all this though, so ah wont be hurt if it doesn't werk out this time:


Ahm hopin ta jumpstart tha growin by usin some worm castings, which ah used tha last time ah had a garden (ah dont know if they actually helped er nawt, but its organic fertilizer - makes sense ta me). Ah bought these direct from this organic gardening site, which I think is a pretty good deal.

Tha tree next door decided it liked what ah was daein w. tha place n gave me a gift from it's branches:


Saturday night my yoga studio hosted "Eat Drink and Be Mary", and annual clothing swap/potluck/talent show that was a total blast. Ah sadly dae nawt have any pictures of tha ridiculous costumes ah was wearin, but ah did spend a large portion of tha nite w. a cape on. Thar was a jam session latah on n ah met a bunch of jazz/jaco folks who want ta dae some woodsheddin, which ahm down fer. Ah made pumpkin bread as well:


This is my moms recipe that I am working on adapting - currently it comes out a little too sweet so ahma keep that in mind tha next time ah make it. When it's finalized ahll post it fer you fine folks.

Sunday ah gawt ta sleep in instead of gaein ta tha yoga studio at 11, which was amazin. Ah did a lil more cookin, went on a very nice first date at a great local dive (and ah mean a REAL dive, nawt a hipster trendy dive. These folks mean business when it comes ta drinkin), n ah hung out w. my roommates when ah gawt home. We made mac n cheese w. this extra special expensive olive oil that lives in our house and it was DELICIOUS. Holy hell, that was some great Mac n Cheese.

Anutha weekend in the Mission....

I love love LOVE the mission. Today I went out for a couple hours, bought a suitcase (thats small enuff fer carryon but big enuff ta hold stuff!), a new backpack (old one died n tha ones from werk are junk), a soft zippered hoodie (from a thrift store), a tamale, a belt, and some socks for 60 bux. I almost bought a grinder but it was too expensive - next paycheck tho!

Last night was a fun night - I went to this work/live/artspace studio in the lower Haight where a bunch of bands played and they had a bake sale to raise money to get tubes to bring light from outside into their work space and not to spend money/energy powering the tons of lights they have in there. But the really cool part was actually the journey to/from. About 9 of us met up at a local bike shop, had a beer, and then biked there together. While not Critical Mass it did give us the presence of a vehicle. We stuck to traditional bike routes so we didn't really fawk up traffic that much, but it felt really awesome to be part of a temporary bike gang as we all made our way to alcohol and musick.

Oh, and this is my 3rd week anniversary of my near beard. here I am in my new hoodie!