While I was hanging out with Donna in Bowling Green back in March, we came upon this truck. I believe my comment at the time was, “THIS is why I bring my Lomo everywhere.”
Category Archives: creative
Happy Birthday, Gary!
I am destined to forever remember my step-Gary’s birthday. Damn his mnemonic device:
“May the Fourth be with you.”
*groan*
Another New Toy
I have decided to try some home recording.
To that end, I purchased the Behringer Eurorack UB802 Mixer. It’s certainly no comparison to the Mackie mixer I got to use back in my Recording Technology days, but the price was right, and it’s good enough for home recording. After all, I haven’t done this in a while…
If what I turn out from this little experiment doesn’t suck (very much), you can expect to get a sampling when it’s ready for prime-time. If it does suck, you can expect me never to mention this venture ever again.
Update: A couple hours of experimentation yielded a one-verse cover that doesn’t entirely suck. However, I have remembered something. Something very vital to the success of my little experiment.
I can’t *stand* the sound of my own voice. OMFG.
It’s just one verse of a Depeche Mode song, me plunking away on my Casio and singing my little pea-pickin’ heart out, but if you really want to hear it, e-mail me and I’ll send you a URL where you can download it.
Please be gentle.
Birthday Visit From Amy
Myself and Amy, before heading out to lunch and a movie with Aaron. Two days after my birthday, and it’s snowing like a motherfucker. o.O See, Aaron? I *told* you it could happen, and not just in the snowbelt.
Other highlights of the weekend: opening presents from Christmas and Amy’s birthday; dinner with Amy, Aaron, Mark, and myself at Dolly & Joe’s; Amy’s and my three-hour discussion at Grounds For Thought in BG; and, of course, watching Sin City at Levis Commons.
Projects
I hate that, when I try something and it doesn’t quite work right—like, say, fabric paint on fleece—I immediately get really depressed and think I had a bad or stupid idea. It takes me a while to get over that first gut reaction and to start thinking of alternatives to my first idea.
That bothers me.
‘Nuff said. I’m not ready to reveal my latest craft project quite yet. I apparently need to go buy some iron-on transfers and see how *those* work on fleece… (Sheryl and Aaron, shh.)