Ah've watched south park faithfully since its inception. Ah very vividly remember thinking that show could either be truly awful or amazingly great. I don't think I really pictured it making 12 seasons worth of television, but I give it props for being one of the smartest (although mostly b/c it's so current) things on tv.
I don't really laugh at south park anymore. I find it amusing, and sometimes clever, and often stupid, but I don't really laugh out loud all that much watching it. That doesn't bother me. And because it's creators are internet friendly, it's had a stable net presence for a few years (although I do remember back in college when I made friends w. some admin on a fileshare site, who made episodes for me so I would share them).
Anyway, you can always watch any southpark episode at the following places:
South Park Zone
South Park Studios
Other places that have caught on to the online video tips (in case someone isn't aware)
The Daily Show
The Colbert Report
NBC.COM (I watch Third Rock, The Office, and My Name is Earl)
Fox.com (New Simpsons episodes aren't always awful, and who doesn't love to hate House?)
Anyway Turkeys, happy day!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Why, what are yer Saturdays like?
Yesterday was a good day. Ah went to see particular type of doctor about my Carpal Tunnel problem. This doctor actually doesn't treat Carpal Tunnel, but he does make it so that my life is a little bit easier despite tha Carpal Tunnel. He's not cheap, and insurance doesn't cover him, but ah only hafta see him once a year. N now ah feel pretty confident that each visit from now on will be nice and easy, just like ah want it ta be (tha one ah saw last year was a total dick). Then ah went n renewed my membership here, making my pursuit of my doctor recommended medicine much easier. Ah really am part of a special club.
And then ah dropped my bike off at tha shop fer a free tune-up. Tha place ah bought it will give it free tuneups for life, which is, "hella" sweet. They don't always remembah my name, but they remembah my bike. Good stuff.
Finally when ah came back this was happenin outside tha BART stop (this is nawt tha first time):
Later that evenin, at tha same BART stop (otha side of tha street), thar was what looked like an "impromptu dance party" happenin, as thar were all these early 20-year olds dancing to House of Pain's "Jump Around."
Skip to tha end of tha nite when ah walked all 5 miles home cuz ah wasn't timin tha busses rite. awesome.
(b is actually the starting point)
And then ah dropped my bike off at tha shop fer a free tune-up. Tha place ah bought it will give it free tuneups for life, which is, "hella" sweet. They don't always remembah my name, but they remembah my bike. Good stuff.
Finally when ah came back this was happenin outside tha BART stop (this is nawt tha first time):
Later that evenin, at tha same BART stop (otha side of tha street), thar was what looked like an "impromptu dance party" happenin, as thar were all these early 20-year olds dancing to House of Pain's "Jump Around."
Skip to tha end of tha nite when ah walked all 5 miles home cuz ah wasn't timin tha busses rite. awesome.
(b is actually the starting point)
Friday, November 14, 2008
Just a few SF observations
1) It's 72 degrees today. While that is great news for my warm-weather lovin self, it does make tha holiday-themed coffee drinks (eggnog lattes, peppermint mochas, and pumpkin pie chai) seem a little strange and unappealing.
2)SF has an abundance of people in wheelchairs. While that's not surprising, as it's a very handi-accessible city, ahve noticed that a LARGE majority of these folks actually push themselves with their feet. I'm not trying to be unsympathetic to their problems, but ah can't help but think that wheelchairs were designed with people who CANT USE THAR FEET in mind.
3)When tha Board of Directors are in town (fer my jobby job) thars 50% MORE people wandering around my floor talkin to themselves.
2)SF has an abundance of people in wheelchairs. While that's not surprising, as it's a very handi-accessible city, ahve noticed that a LARGE majority of these folks actually push themselves with their feet. I'm not trying to be unsympathetic to their problems, but ah can't help but think that wheelchairs were designed with people who CANT USE THAR FEET in mind.
3)When tha Board of Directors are in town (fer my jobby job) thars 50% MORE people wandering around my floor talkin to themselves.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Fired up
So, about a month or so ago, ah decided it was time ta bite tha bullet. Yes, ahd tampered w. Crazy Blind Date in tha past, but that was easy, nae commitment, lil effort. But ah surveyed how my datin experience had been werkin within my limited circle out here, n decided ah needed ta branch out. In daein so, ah embraced tha concept n practice of online dating.
Skeptically (my first real girlfriend found me on myspace - oy), ah first went to tha LIST, figuring that at least tha list would be desperate, so ahd prolly git a few decent stories out of it. Ah thought (incorrectly) that by usin craigslist, ahd be cutting through tha bullshit. Ah was wrong. Those craigslist girls don't write back, at least nawt more then once er twice. Hah, tha most response ah gawt was to my two RANTS in which ah posted an ad, but really bitched about how shallow they were. That sure taught em!
Aftah that mishap, ah ended up signin ontae one otha datin site (won't link it, but ahll give so many hints its impossible ta ignore - it's free, it's nationwide, and it's got all these personality tests) n have met w. ups n downs. Originally, ah felt class-a ignored, but recently thangs have turned around a lil bit. In fact, tha online datin thang has resulted in 4 dates in 4 week days. It's almost a little daunting.
Anyway, don't expect too many juicy details, but ah dae promise ta try n let people know about how this particular social experiment is daein in vague n quantitative terms.
Oh - and I'm growing a beard next week. Git excited fer my next beard!
Skeptically (my first real girlfriend found me on myspace - oy), ah first went to tha LIST, figuring that at least tha list would be desperate, so ahd prolly git a few decent stories out of it. Ah thought (incorrectly) that by usin craigslist, ahd be cutting through tha bullshit. Ah was wrong. Those craigslist girls don't write back, at least nawt more then once er twice. Hah, tha most response ah gawt was to my two RANTS in which ah posted an ad, but really bitched about how shallow they were. That sure taught em!
Aftah that mishap, ah ended up signin ontae one otha datin site (won't link it, but ahll give so many hints its impossible ta ignore - it's free, it's nationwide, and it's got all these personality tests) n have met w. ups n downs. Originally, ah felt class-a ignored, but recently thangs have turned around a lil bit. In fact, tha online datin thang has resulted in 4 dates in 4 week days. It's almost a little daunting.
Anyway, don't expect too many juicy details, but ah dae promise ta try n let people know about how this particular social experiment is daein in vague n quantitative terms.
Oh - and I'm growing a beard next week. Git excited fer my next beard!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Sweet!
Sometime in the last two weeks my phone's microphone died. I'm not sure when exactly, but it was sometime before my friends couldn't hear me using the handset. So I went to tha Sprint store, expecting some of thar legendary anti-customer service. Instead, ah was told that they would try to fix it fer 35 bux, or they could give me a replacement (even though my phone isn't insured anymore, and nevah was w. them!).
They couldnt fix, n my phone is out of stock, so they said they would check ta see if it was backordered because ah didn't want tha "similar replacement" which from my understandin is still a musick phone, but sucks royally in comparison ta tha one ah have. They hadn't gawten back ta me, so ah came back today expectin ta just suck it up n git tha shitty phone, ta find that my phone had come in. They suped it up, n were so distracted by how long it took, fergawt ta charge me!
Shhh!
They couldnt fix, n my phone is out of stock, so they said they would check ta see if it was backordered because ah didn't want tha "similar replacement" which from my understandin is still a musick phone, but sucks royally in comparison ta tha one ah have. They hadn't gawten back ta me, so ah came back today expectin ta just suck it up n git tha shitty phone, ta find that my phone had come in. They suped it up, n were so distracted by how long it took, fergawt ta charge me!
Shhh!
Friday, November 07, 2008
All Gimped Up....
so my spill is slowly gittin diagnosed by doctors who will actually talk ta me.
In good news, thar almost positive its naethang worse then a sprain.
In bad news, ahm wearin a gimpy wrist splint n cant play bass er bike fer a couple weeks.
Lesson: Don't git cocky when you are drunk on a bicycle.
In good news, thar almost positive its naethang worse then a sprain.
In bad news, ahm wearin a gimpy wrist splint n cant play bass er bike fer a couple weeks.
Lesson: Don't git cocky when you are drunk on a bicycle.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
3 thangs (in non-chronological ordah)
1) Holy Shit, BARACK OBAMA IS PRESIDENT! Makes me feel like all tha time ahve spent supportin his supporters online n siftin through nasty anti-obama emails was nawt in vain. SF is rippin shit up outside, whoopin n hollerin n dancin. Haven't heard anythang like it since livin in Bawstan near fenway park. All in all, I'm glad, but really ahm more relieved then anythang - relieved its ovah so werk ken slow down, n relieved that sarah palin wasn't a heart attack away from bein president.
2)Last week marked my 1-year anniversary on tha "left coast" as my east-coast friends keep referrin ta it. Monday, Oct. 27th actually. Thas a lil crazy ta think about.
3)ah need ta stop readin too much about wrist injuries online yet keep readin enuff so an incompetent/negligent docktah doesnt mis-diagnose me. Ahve recovered from all parts of my fall except thars still pain in my left wrist, n if thars somethang that needs ta be done about it, lets dae it now!
2)Last week marked my 1-year anniversary on tha "left coast" as my east-coast friends keep referrin ta it. Monday, Oct. 27th actually. Thas a lil crazy ta think about.
3)ah need ta stop readin too much about wrist injuries online yet keep readin enuff so an incompetent/negligent docktah doesnt mis-diagnose me. Ahve recovered from all parts of my fall except thars still pain in my left wrist, n if thars somethang that needs ta be done about it, lets dae it now!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
I fell....
These days whenever I have a good weekend I seem to pay for it in physical pain/soreness for another week. Example 1)Bruised tailbone a la weddin in NC. Example 2 occured this Saturday.
It had been a DAY. Boozin w. tha band since 3 in an effort ta relax a bit while we play (they need it, nawt me), then to a bar fer a quick veggie sausage (ah love tha gestalt house). Aftahwerds, we hunted down a party er somethang - nawt that we really expected ta find one. This led us first intae tha Haight ta bother our new guitarist, then intae tha Richmond ta bother our otha one. Unfortunately, our richmond based guitarist passed tha hell out, n we eventually found ourselves at a bar that made us feel like we were back in College. Ah dont remembah what piece of 80s bubblegum pop made us leave eventually, but it was time.
This then began tha best bike ride of my life. Tha richmond district is a bit elevated from tha part of tha city ah spend most of my time in, n by followin my SF native on his bike, ah discovered tons of great back roads that had awesome slopes and were completely void of cars. Tha temperature was about 65 degrees and it felt amazing - a lite fog and mist in the air. Ah was really enjoyin tha ethereal summer/fall that was Saturday.
Of kerse, this led to some cockiness on my part. Roundin a turn, ah remembah feelin my momentum gaein forward. Ah knew ah was leanin forward, but didn't realize tha extent of it - until ah hit tha ground. Luckily tha left half of my body broke most of my fall - ah did have my helmet on but didn't dae anythang ta my head.
This resulted in 6 - 8 scrapes on my left hand, hip and leg. My wrist is sprained - nawt fractured. All this did was prompt me ta gae intae tha nearest convenient store in my daze n git some band-aids. Tha drummer had neosporin - n we were off again.
Just as we were about ta pack it in that evenin, we ran intae this girl he'd been tryin ta find all nite. This turned intae a nite whar we crashed two parties - one in a warehouse, one in a closed bar. Tha latah was an industrial dance party (meanin no one really danced, hah) where they kept givin out free shots of shitty tequila. Finally around 4:30 we dragged my buddy's drunk friend back to our bikes. Thas whar ah discovered my flat tire (tha second in as many days)
So ah walked 4 miles home at 5 am - took about an hour. W. a bruised leg, meanin ah favored my right foot a bit too much. Ah did nawt make it ta yoga tha next mornin.
Ah think ahm on tha mend - took class yestahday n gawt a massage today (serendipity inspired my masseuse ta offer a 20 bux off discount that ah cheerfully took advantage of). Ah played too much bass on Sunday n am takin it easy fer tha BIG ASSED HALLOWEEN SHOW that think13 is playin this Friday (nevah mind that tha flier says our name is Vagaboom) w. dancers n fire n lights n all sorts of great shit (nae juggling or stilt walkers like tha website says tho - we don't dae that).
Anyway, here's tha pictures of just some of tha scrapes ah endured:
Left Hand
Left Hip
Left Front Thigh (my favorite - check out tha spiral in tha scrape)
Good times....
It had been a DAY. Boozin w. tha band since 3 in an effort ta relax a bit while we play (they need it, nawt me), then to a bar fer a quick veggie sausage (ah love tha gestalt house). Aftahwerds, we hunted down a party er somethang - nawt that we really expected ta find one. This led us first intae tha Haight ta bother our new guitarist, then intae tha Richmond ta bother our otha one. Unfortunately, our richmond based guitarist passed tha hell out, n we eventually found ourselves at a bar that made us feel like we were back in College. Ah dont remembah what piece of 80s bubblegum pop made us leave eventually, but it was time.
This then began tha best bike ride of my life. Tha richmond district is a bit elevated from tha part of tha city ah spend most of my time in, n by followin my SF native on his bike, ah discovered tons of great back roads that had awesome slopes and were completely void of cars. Tha temperature was about 65 degrees and it felt amazing - a lite fog and mist in the air. Ah was really enjoyin tha ethereal summer/fall that was Saturday.
Of kerse, this led to some cockiness on my part. Roundin a turn, ah remembah feelin my momentum gaein forward. Ah knew ah was leanin forward, but didn't realize tha extent of it - until ah hit tha ground. Luckily tha left half of my body broke most of my fall - ah did have my helmet on but didn't dae anythang ta my head.
This resulted in 6 - 8 scrapes on my left hand, hip and leg. My wrist is sprained - nawt fractured. All this did was prompt me ta gae intae tha nearest convenient store in my daze n git some band-aids. Tha drummer had neosporin - n we were off again.
Just as we were about ta pack it in that evenin, we ran intae this girl he'd been tryin ta find all nite. This turned intae a nite whar we crashed two parties - one in a warehouse, one in a closed bar. Tha latah was an industrial dance party (meanin no one really danced, hah) where they kept givin out free shots of shitty tequila. Finally around 4:30 we dragged my buddy's drunk friend back to our bikes. Thas whar ah discovered my flat tire (tha second in as many days)
So ah walked 4 miles home at 5 am - took about an hour. W. a bruised leg, meanin ah favored my right foot a bit too much. Ah did nawt make it ta yoga tha next mornin.
Ah think ahm on tha mend - took class yestahday n gawt a massage today (serendipity inspired my masseuse ta offer a 20 bux off discount that ah cheerfully took advantage of). Ah played too much bass on Sunday n am takin it easy fer tha BIG ASSED HALLOWEEN SHOW that think13 is playin this Friday (nevah mind that tha flier says our name is Vagaboom) w. dancers n fire n lights n all sorts of great shit (nae juggling or stilt walkers like tha website says tho - we don't dae that).
Anyway, here's tha pictures of just some of tha scrapes ah endured:
Left Hand
Left Hip
Left Front Thigh (my favorite - check out tha spiral in tha scrape)
Good times....
Monday, October 20, 2008
Oh yeah....
Ahm totally in a new band n we have videos n stuff from our stint at Expressions College of Digital Media (see et tu bass?) You can find all 3 of the individual videos here:
http://www.youtube.com/user/weethebandsf
But since ah love ya, here they are:
Postman
Rise
Glass of Wine
Note: The audio came out very quiet for all of them so you'll probably half to crank it.
Unfortunately, our favorite song had some technical difficulties. BUT, you can listen to Absolution on the Wee the Band website. You can even download it - for free.
Keep in mind also that I'd had all of 4 practices with these folks over the course of 5 weeks before playing this. Nawt too shabby. Tha whole video is also watchable from tha website itself.
We played last nite at tha ReTox Lounge in tha dogpatch to a bunch of very nice asian people who were thar ta watch thar friends. Ah managed yet again ta make it through tha nite w.o payin fer a single drink!
http://www.youtube.com/user/weethebandsf
But since ah love ya, here they are:
Postman
Rise
Glass of Wine
Note: The audio came out very quiet for all of them so you'll probably half to crank it.
Unfortunately, our favorite song had some technical difficulties. BUT, you can listen to Absolution on the Wee the Band website. You can even download it - for free.
Keep in mind also that I'd had all of 4 practices with these folks over the course of 5 weeks before playing this. Nawt too shabby. Tha whole video is also watchable from tha website itself.
We played last nite at tha ReTox Lounge in tha dogpatch to a bunch of very nice asian people who were thar ta watch thar friends. Ah managed yet again ta make it through tha nite w.o payin fer a single drink!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Just a taste
I went to North Carolina for a Scottish beach wedding. The UUHC threw a party and everyone was invited (well, almost everyone). I might try to put a couple more up here when ah have time, but thought ahd just dae a small chronicle. How much has changed in 8 years (holy shit, 8 years).
July 2000
Same crew, different poses this past weekend:
Ah think we know who would win in a fight.....altho tha latter crew can probably outdrink tha first bunch of misfits by now.
July 2000
Same crew, different poses this past weekend:
Ah think we know who would win in a fight.....altho tha latter crew can probably outdrink tha first bunch of misfits by now.
Sunday, October 05, 2008
Green Butter
My cooking experiment yesterday turned out just shy of 2 cups of green butter. Lets hope it changed that color for a reason!
(aka, I'm getting excited about North Carolina.)
(aka, I'm getting excited about North Carolina.)
I am a financial moron
Well, nawt exactly. Ah have a fairly decent handle on unnerstandin finances, savin, puttin money whar it needs ta gae. Actually ah ken be really good at it. Ah wouldnt say ahve been daein absolutely amazin since movin out here (as thars still a pretty good hunk of credit ta be paid off n nawt all that much in ye olde bank accounts), but ah at least THINK ah have a handle on everythang (nevahmind that ah keep sayin "in a couple more months ahll be out of tha red").
Howevah, things break er ah need new stuff er x, y, and z. Ah just blogged about my bass breakin at tha gig - tha cheapo bass that has all sorts of ugly buzzes n hums. Ah took it ta git it looked at at one is obviously le creme de la creme of guitar stores (36 yelp reviews, 35 of them 5 stars). Ahve wanted ta supe this baby up fer quite some time - n hoped that ahd be able ta dae so fer about 200 bux (maybe plus some 70 dollah pickups).
Tha verdict: It would cost $25 ta git tha White Devil (ah know, its a horrible name, but shes a total bitch) back to functioning. Ta dae tha overhaul ah know it needs - 350 dollars. Possibly a smidge less - we'll see if my small talkin helped. Ah did nawt drop tha "B" word (berklee) n maybe ah should've - er maybe nawt.
He felt obligated ta let me know ah could EASILY git a BETTAH bass fer this much money n then have two basses. Ah let him know ah knew what ah was daein, that me n this bass have some real chemisty togetha n ah really love it. He unnerstood, but ahm sure he was crackin up internally b/c this thang would prolly git me 50 bux at a pawn shop. N has a serious problem w some strings - which ah wont gae intae cuz ah fergit tha terminology n its borin.
Ah mean, ah agreed. Ah also really hope that my amp wont run me anymore then 80 bux so ah ken put tha remaindin 320 from tha sale of my carvin acoustic/electric towards tha upgrade. What really stinks is ah still need ta drop 300 - 600 n git a new cab. AND ah still want a new 4-string, but a really really badassed used one.
anyway, it will be worth it. But its nawt tha soundest financial move, especially w. tha markets n all that crap, ta invest so much in so little. But fawk it. Ahve gawt friends ah ken couch-surf w. if shite gaes down (at least ah hope so).
Altho - My 401(k) kicks in this month. That cracks me up fer SOOO many reasons.
Howevah, things break er ah need new stuff er x, y, and z. Ah just blogged about my bass breakin at tha gig - tha cheapo bass that has all sorts of ugly buzzes n hums. Ah took it ta git it looked at at one is obviously le creme de la creme of guitar stores (36 yelp reviews, 35 of them 5 stars). Ahve wanted ta supe this baby up fer quite some time - n hoped that ahd be able ta dae so fer about 200 bux (maybe plus some 70 dollah pickups).
Tha verdict: It would cost $25 ta git tha White Devil (ah know, its a horrible name, but shes a total bitch) back to functioning. Ta dae tha overhaul ah know it needs - 350 dollars. Possibly a smidge less - we'll see if my small talkin helped. Ah did nawt drop tha "B" word (berklee) n maybe ah should've - er maybe nawt.
He felt obligated ta let me know ah could EASILY git a BETTAH bass fer this much money n then have two basses. Ah let him know ah knew what ah was daein, that me n this bass have some real chemisty togetha n ah really love it. He unnerstood, but ahm sure he was crackin up internally b/c this thang would prolly git me 50 bux at a pawn shop. N has a serious problem w some strings - which ah wont gae intae cuz ah fergit tha terminology n its borin.
Ah mean, ah agreed. Ah also really hope that my amp wont run me anymore then 80 bux so ah ken put tha remaindin 320 from tha sale of my carvin acoustic/electric towards tha upgrade. What really stinks is ah still need ta drop 300 - 600 n git a new cab. AND ah still want a new 4-string, but a really really badassed used one.
anyway, it will be worth it. But its nawt tha soundest financial move, especially w. tha markets n all that crap, ta invest so much in so little. But fawk it. Ahve gawt friends ah ken couch-surf w. if shite gaes down (at least ah hope so).
Altho - My 401(k) kicks in this month. That cracks me up fer SOOO many reasons.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Howevah
Todays nawt all shite, ah went to a grad skool fair today n gawt a lil bit bettah of an unnerstandin of what it means ta actually gae ta stupid grad skool.
Namely:
* Decisions, decisions, DECISIONS (what to major in, where to go, how to actually dae it)
* How tha fawk will ah pay fer this?
* How exciting!
Which really boils down to a recognization of two solid facts (both of which ah shouldve been aware of already):
1) If ah want ta git a decent Masters in Non Profit Business Administration, that means eitha an MBA er a MS. Ah could possibly manage a MPP (Public Policy) but don't think thas what ah want.
2) Ta obtain eitha, ahma hafta git MUCH SMARTER. That means tha GRE n possibly tha GMAT. Ahm nawt supah-great at tests.
Maybe ahll just apply internationally whar tha standards are less rigorous.....
Namely:
* Decisions, decisions, DECISIONS (what to major in, where to go, how to actually dae it)
* How tha fawk will ah pay fer this?
* How exciting!
Which really boils down to a recognization of two solid facts (both of which ah shouldve been aware of already):
1) If ah want ta git a decent Masters in Non Profit Business Administration, that means eitha an MBA er a MS. Ah could possibly manage a MPP (Public Policy) but don't think thas what ah want.
2) Ta obtain eitha, ahma hafta git MUCH SMARTER. That means tha GRE n possibly tha GMAT. Ahm nawt supah-great at tests.
Maybe ahll just apply internationally whar tha standards are less rigorous.....
Et tu, bass?
So we know ah trashed my bass cab, which is good n bad.
Yestahday ah went out to Emeryville to Ex'pressions College for Digital Arts to do a free live recording w. my new band, Wee the Band last nite. It was webcast n recorded by some students n we gawt goodies ta promote w. - everyone wins.
Howevah, my bass was not werkin. Ahd played it tha nite before, same as always. This is my cheapo 4-string, featured in most of my solo-pics on myspace. Ah love this bass, picked up fer an even hundred bux off a student of my old teachers, complete w. gig bag, strap, cord, n stand. It plays a lil rough, n doesn't sing like a bird, but man ah love ta beat tha crap outta it. N while a lil shaky, it has been thar fer me - tha only repair ahve needed in 7 years was when ah dropped it n broke a piece of plastic off tha top of it, which cost 50 bux to fix. And some input jacks, which is normal.
Tha problem is one ahm nawt familiar w., n ah cant place tha problem. It just emits loud hum, independant of tha volume knob. Tha show was saved, one of tha students had a bass in her car (that looked, altho did nawt play, almost exactly like mine), so it went on, n went pretty well. Ahm werkin on gittin some of tha videos uploaded, etc. tonite.
This sucks tho, cuz ah love my bass, AND b/c ah need ta buy a new bass cab. Also, ahd planned on givin my baby a checkup at tha geetar docktah anyway, but was postponin that until ahftah my amplification problem was ovah, n ah had some time ta save up fer a real tune-up: new pickups, new bridge, pickguard, cleanin, maybe even some fretboard reshapin. You know, drop some cash but have a geetar that would still be useful in 10 years (Even tho what that will cost could easily buy me a much nicer bass, used, or even new).
Ah hafta git it fixed, n mite as well upgrade it now so it doesn't hafta gae undah tha knife again anytime soon. Ahm just bummed.
Please nuthin else ah need ta use break on me soon?
Yestahday ah went out to Emeryville to Ex'pressions College for Digital Arts to do a free live recording w. my new band, Wee the Band last nite. It was webcast n recorded by some students n we gawt goodies ta promote w. - everyone wins.
Howevah, my bass was not werkin. Ahd played it tha nite before, same as always. This is my cheapo 4-string, featured in most of my solo-pics on myspace. Ah love this bass, picked up fer an even hundred bux off a student of my old teachers, complete w. gig bag, strap, cord, n stand. It plays a lil rough, n doesn't sing like a bird, but man ah love ta beat tha crap outta it. N while a lil shaky, it has been thar fer me - tha only repair ahve needed in 7 years was when ah dropped it n broke a piece of plastic off tha top of it, which cost 50 bux to fix. And some input jacks, which is normal.
Tha problem is one ahm nawt familiar w., n ah cant place tha problem. It just emits loud hum, independant of tha volume knob. Tha show was saved, one of tha students had a bass in her car (that looked, altho did nawt play, almost exactly like mine), so it went on, n went pretty well. Ahm werkin on gittin some of tha videos uploaded, etc. tonite.
This sucks tho, cuz ah love my bass, AND b/c ah need ta buy a new bass cab. Also, ahd planned on givin my baby a checkup at tha geetar docktah anyway, but was postponin that until ahftah my amplification problem was ovah, n ah had some time ta save up fer a real tune-up: new pickups, new bridge, pickguard, cleanin, maybe even some fretboard reshapin. You know, drop some cash but have a geetar that would still be useful in 10 years (Even tho what that will cost could easily buy me a much nicer bass, used, or even new).
Ah hafta git it fixed, n mite as well upgrade it now so it doesn't hafta gae undah tha knife again anytime soon. Ahm just bummed.
Please nuthin else ah need ta use break on me soon?
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Somethang that is lame:
Also, ahd like ta gae on record right now n say that if you:
1) Have a date w. someone and it gaes pretty well
2) Follow up using myspace (even tho you have said persons phone number) ta make plans, n then
3) Do not return tha message about plans
You are lame.
Especially if yer message via myspace is breakin potentially established plans, n tha response message offers two otha alternatives. If you don't want to gae out again, then don't. But using myspace ta set up (er nawt set up) a time ta meet somebody when you already have thar contact info, is just lame.
So if any of you readin this (does anybody read this?) have recently done that, it was lame, don't dae it again.
(ahll own up a lil bit by sayin that postin somethang such as this is a touch passive-aggressive as well, but it's my blog n ah ken say what ah want ta. So thar)
1) Have a date w. someone and it gaes pretty well
2) Follow up using myspace (even tho you have said persons phone number) ta make plans, n then
3) Do not return tha message about plans
You are lame.
Especially if yer message via myspace is breakin potentially established plans, n tha response message offers two otha alternatives. If you don't want to gae out again, then don't. But using myspace ta set up (er nawt set up) a time ta meet somebody when you already have thar contact info, is just lame.
So if any of you readin this (does anybody read this?) have recently done that, it was lame, don't dae it again.
(ahll own up a lil bit by sayin that postin somethang such as this is a touch passive-aggressive as well, but it's my blog n ah ken say what ah want ta. So thar)
More Bakin!
So ah wanted ta make brownies from scratch. Ah did this as sort of a trial run - ah won't gae too far intae it, but lets just say ah wish ta make delectable brownies sometime in October n would ratha screw up now then in tha future.
So ah tracked down a recipe that looked, ta be frank, totally overindulgent. Here it is.
A whole cup of butter and 8 oz. of bakin chocolate. 5 eggs. Yes. This is going to be soooo good for me.
Ah gawt ta use tha house standin mixer (in case ah haven't explained, my house is totally overrun w. kitchen and yard gadgets that don't belong to anyone. We don't even know whose dishes we use. We just use them. It's that kind of house). N it was fawkin sweet. This is tha mixer before thangs gawt sweet:
Ah kinda messed up on tha actual bakin - nawt sure what happened. But ah took them out of tha oven aftah 50 minutes, instead of 40, n let them cool - only ta find tha inside was still underdone (n nawt fudgy, doughy). So ah stuck them back in fer 10 er 15 more minutes - some of em came out a bit overdone (nawt quite burned, but close) n some of em were perfect. Many were neither. Here they are:
(note: ah tried 3 times to upload it n blogspot wants ta keep rotatin tha picture. Fine. Be that way. Fuckface).
Ah will say, tha recipe is pretty much tha bomb. It's more butter then most of them, so ahll hafta take that intae account. But those of you who will be in North Carolina should be quite happy w. tha way they turn out....ahm lookin forward to that.
So ah tracked down a recipe that looked, ta be frank, totally overindulgent. Here it is.
A whole cup of butter and 8 oz. of bakin chocolate. 5 eggs. Yes. This is going to be soooo good for me.
Ah gawt ta use tha house standin mixer (in case ah haven't explained, my house is totally overrun w. kitchen and yard gadgets that don't belong to anyone. We don't even know whose dishes we use. We just use them. It's that kind of house). N it was fawkin sweet. This is tha mixer before thangs gawt sweet:
Ah kinda messed up on tha actual bakin - nawt sure what happened. But ah took them out of tha oven aftah 50 minutes, instead of 40, n let them cool - only ta find tha inside was still underdone (n nawt fudgy, doughy). So ah stuck them back in fer 10 er 15 more minutes - some of em came out a bit overdone (nawt quite burned, but close) n some of em were perfect. Many were neither. Here they are:
(note: ah tried 3 times to upload it n blogspot wants ta keep rotatin tha picture. Fine. Be that way. Fuckface).
Ah will say, tha recipe is pretty much tha bomb. It's more butter then most of them, so ahll hafta take that intae account. But those of you who will be in North Carolina should be quite happy w. tha way they turn out....ahm lookin forward to that.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Sweet - Nick Cave tonight!
Somehow ah missed that my buddy from Berklee (tha The Mysterous Odors' former guitarist) is in SF b/c tha band he is daein sound fer is openin fer NICK CAVE AND THA BAD SEEDS! Ah had nae idea - thought it was gawna be anutha low-key affair w. some instrumental rawk. Altho that does explain why thars two nites at tha Warfield....
Ahm nawt tha biggest Nick Cave fan you've evah met, but he does some very cool stuff n ahm excited ta git ta unexpectedly see a big, professional act w. a fellow musick geek.
Ahm nawt tha biggest Nick Cave fan you've evah met, but he does some very cool stuff n ahm excited ta git ta unexpectedly see a big, professional act w. a fellow musick geek.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Wow - THIS IS SAN FRANCISCO!
So thars this massive fortress of a structure rite on Mission St. between 15th n 14th (near tha highway). It is HUGE and sturdy - looks like a prison. Or a self-contained monastery. Ahve biked past it many times n only realized when ah was almost past how big n scary n mysterious it is. Heres a pic from tha bus:
Anyway, ah just found out that this is tha SF Armory, a building dedicated to filming porn as well as havin parties ta promote porn company Kink.com n its many affiliates (includin "Men In Pain" and "Whipped Ass"). Apparently tha buildin used ta be a church n was sold way discreetly.
Tha ownahs claim ta want ta plant trees around tha perimeter. Ahll let ya know.
Anyway, ah just found out that this is tha SF Armory, a building dedicated to filming porn as well as havin parties ta promote porn company Kink.com n its many affiliates (includin "Men In Pain" and "Whipped Ass"). Apparently tha buildin used ta be a church n was sold way discreetly.
Tha ownahs claim ta want ta plant trees around tha perimeter. Ahll let ya know.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Okay, shut up already.
Ah live above a church - a loud church. Some days its just a keyboard (those ken be pretty bad as tha woman singah is off-key and tempo 60% of tha time), but often thars also drums n bass. It's definitely audible, but usually has faded away by 9:30 pm. Some nights thars rehearsal a lil latah, but 10 is generally as late as ahll hear it.
It's 11:05 n thars nawt just practice, but continued full-on church downstairs. Ah ken hear tha muffled commandin voice of tha pastor, distorted and compressed by a pretty big PA system, speaking spanish ah prolly couldn't unnerstand without considerable practice, n ah wondah what tha fawk he's sayin.
But really, ah want it ta be ovah. It's late n ah hafta be at tha yoga studio at 8:30 to start tha laundry n then kick my ass w. a 9 am class (labor day schedule is CRAP).
no mas amigos, POR FAVOR! yo necessito dormir puntas!
Altho, if they did shut up ahd still have tha bar across tha street, tha busses, tha motorcycles, tha drunks, tha car alarms......but at least they wouldn't be downstairs!
It's 11:05 n thars nawt just practice, but continued full-on church downstairs. Ah ken hear tha muffled commandin voice of tha pastor, distorted and compressed by a pretty big PA system, speaking spanish ah prolly couldn't unnerstand without considerable practice, n ah wondah what tha fawk he's sayin.
But really, ah want it ta be ovah. It's late n ah hafta be at tha yoga studio at 8:30 to start tha laundry n then kick my ass w. a 9 am class (labor day schedule is CRAP).
no mas amigos, POR FAVOR! yo necessito dormir puntas!
Altho, if they did shut up ahd still have tha bar across tha street, tha busses, tha motorcycles, tha drunks, tha car alarms......but at least they wouldn't be downstairs!
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