Saturday, December 30, 2006

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Monday, November 27, 2006

Monday, November 20, 2006

John Lennon - "Reality leaves a lot to the imagination."

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Thanksgiving at the McCleans'


Monday, November 06, 2006

Apples to Apples

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What a weekend! I came home pooped friday night and pretty much just changed right out of my work clothes into my pajamas and rolled into bed. And then around 9:30p or so I got a call. It was Naomie McCool (sister of the McCool geniuses Josh and Jeremy). Apparently her and her fiance, Keith Grimm (of the legendary fairy tale writing Grimm's) were on their way to Arizona to visit family when their car broke down...in Indio...on Jackson and 44th. I got dress as quickly as I could to get out there. I had a few memories of Jackson and 44th - none of them pleasant. Plus I was excited to see Keith and Naomie - I don't see them often. Well, to make a long storie short, the adventures that followed included a drunk guy at the circle K, a tow rope from Walmart, a gas station attendant that looked like Colonnel Sanders, squeezing the three of us in my truck (alot), a casino buffet breakfast, barnes and noble, a mechanic that could have played a doctor on Gray's Anatomy, a trip to my mom's in Idyllwild, playing a new board game called Apples to Apples, watching Peter Pan (the 2003 movie version), Trader Joe's, learning how to make vanilla bean sauce, bruschetta, wine, Cassidy Teresa and Nicole, pesto pizza, hummus, pretentious beer, tiramisu, game night (Apples to Apples again), good music, great friends, and all kinds of awesome conversation. The whole story would take forever to tell. Hopefully Keith's car will be fixed by today as they need to get back home eventually, but in the mean time I have had an awesome time with them. I love my friends.

"An education isn't how much you have committed to memory, or even how much you know. It's being able to differentiate between what you know and what you don't."

"It is human nature to think wisely and act in an absurd fashion."

"If a million people say a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing."
 
"It is well for the heart to be naive and the mind not to be."
 
Anatole France

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

At Work

Jeremy at Work

This is me in my "office" at work.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Clean and Over-Clean

Occasionally (for example last week) my living space becomes so cluttered that it starts effecting my mood. I get overwhelmed easily and basicly cranky and lethargic. Finally (in really bad cases where I've let it go for a while - like last week) when this state of things reaches the level of desperation, I go on a cleaning rampage (like last night). It usually is quicker and easier than I expect it to be and it gives me a sense of cleansing and accomplishement. After this temporary euphoria, I wake up (literally, this morning), look around, and realize that my living space has now been so sterilized that I feel like I am living in a doctor's office. This creates a whole different flavor of anxiety/depression. When will I get some balance?

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

San Antonio, TX

My trip to San Antonio would take a long time to tell in words and in the end it would fall sadly short of recapturing the experience. The sights, sounds, smells, and feel of the place was something that I will never forget. I have some pictures that will give you some idea, but for the rest you'll have to use your imagination.


















This is just a sampling of the pictures I took. For the full set, click here.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Anais Nin - "We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are."

Monday, October 16, 2006

Congratulations! party for Jeremy McCool


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Clark, Jeremy, Me, Josh

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Instead of Portland...

Okay, so we didn't go to Portland. When I got to Costa Mesa and met up with Leiko we got some Del Taco and Deitrich's and talked about the trip and it turned out that Leiko's landlord might not be there to open up the apartment, so we discussed our options adn decided it would be better to wait than to go up there with out being sure of a place to stay. It probably would've turned out fine, but there were other considerations that made it a better idea to wait.

So anyways, we ended up touring around Costa Mesa briefly (and I got to see the Gypsy Den) and then we went to a party nearby. At the party they had a room with some drums, a bass, a guitar, and a old Wurlitzer electric piano set up and people would kinda randomly sit down and play. I didn't get any pictures of that because it was too dark and the flash would have failed to capture the ambiance of the room, but there were some candles on a table next to me...[picture no longer available]

Well, after a while the room with the instruments cleared out and I was left alone with the old Wurlitzer electric piano. I love the sound they make (I used to have one myself) so I sat down and started plunking out some tunes. After a few minutes some random guy came over and asked if I minded if he played along on the guitar. He started playing some really interesting jazz-type riffs and we started to get this sort of indie-jazz vibe going. A few minutes later this other guy, Travis, came in and gestured at the drums. I nodded emphatically and he sat down and picked up some brushes and joined in. Before I knew it , I had a guitarist, bassist, and drummer jamming along with me...and then I noticed the room filling up again. Pretty soon it was full, and when we stopped playing (this was the wierdest part) they all applauded. We played a couple more songs until the people who lived at the house started kicking people out (it was around 2am at that point). It was incredible. And...magical? I don't know. But I haven't had that much fun in a long long time.

Friday, October 13, 2006

okay, okay, okay...

So I'm not gonna quit music. Sorry. I was having a bad day yesterday. I came in to work today and cleaned up and re-organized my work area and got myself more motivated. Part of that was determining to spend a lot less time on the internet between the hours of 7:30a and 5:30p, so I may not be blogging as frequently. But my weekend adventures will still be documented here. I will also try to put up a "favorite posts" list over to the right somewhere if I can. Anyways. Cheers!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Bill Watterson - "There is not enough time to do all the nothing we want to do."

More Than 50 Fun Things to Do on an Elevator

This list has been done many times by many people. Most of these come from those lists. What are some of yours?
  1. Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off.
  2. Shake the person's hand when he/she enter the lift. 
  3. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, all of you just shut UP!".
  4. Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly. 
  5. Sell Girl Scout cookies.
  6. On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator.
  7. Shave. 
  8. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside and start talking to "someone" inside.
  9. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down. 
  10. Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off 
  11. When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves. 
  12. Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!" 
  13. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, I don't feel so good..." 
  14. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then suddenly stop and stand very very still.
  15. Sing "Mary had a little lamb" while continually pushing buttons. 
  16. Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends. 
  17. Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side. 
  18. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce "You're one of THEM!" and move to the far corner of the elevator. 
  19. Leave a box between the doors.
  20. Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them. 
  21. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers "through" it.
  22. Start a sing-along. 
  23. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "is that your beeper?" 
  24. Play the harmonica. 
  25. Say "Ding!" at each floor. 
  26. Lean against the button panel. 
  27. Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope. 
  28. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your "personal space." 
  29. Bring a chair along. 
  30. Mutter to yourself in a deep raspy voice: "I must find a more suitable host body." 
  31. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button. 
  32. Wear "X-Ray Specs" and leer suggestively at other passengers. 
  33. Petend to get your leg stuck in the door as it closes
  34. Scratch yourself excessively saying "Damn headlice."
  35. Set out a pinic set on the floor and suggest to the other passengers to join you in afternoon tea
  36. Break wind and blame it on the person next to you
  37. Make out with your imaginary friend
  38. As the lift descends, shout "Bombs away!"
  39. Hand out leaflets - "what to do when the lift cable breaks. The ten tips that will keep your body in one pice (although these tips will not save your life, it will make the rescue a bit cleaner, and we wont have to spend ages cleaning the blood of the walls) Hope you will live to do it again!"
  40. Act surprised when it starts to move and say "THE GROUND IS FALLING!"
  41. Let your mobile phone ring - don't anwser it.
  42. Walk into the lift and say "I hope they really fixed it this time..."
  43. Suggest to the other passengers that you all should play a game of twister. Then get out the board and lie it on the floor
  44. Pretend to be the pilot of the lift, speach into a headset "this is lift number 1, ready for decent to 1st floor. Waiting for permission to depart, over"
  45. Announce in a computer like voice "this lift will self destruct in 5 4 3 2 .....oh here's my floor"
  46. Serve tea and coffee
  47. Take shoes off before entering, Look shocked and disgusted when the others don't
  48. Suggest to the other people that your should play musical statues. Bring a tape recorder along too
  49. Teach the people a foreign language. Don't let them leave till they get it right
  50. As you are coming to the end of the journey, get emotional and have a group hug. Tell them that you will never forget them.
  51. Insist, the lift ride costs £2.50
  52. Pretend to be a flight attendant (particularly affective if you are dressed like one), instruct the passengers on what to do in an emergency
  53. Yodel
  54. Sing "I know a song that will get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get, get, get on your nerves" Over and over again.
  55. Try breakdancing
  56. Stare at the person next to you and say "you lookin' at me?" (careful with this one)
  57. Challenge the guy stood next to you to a "thumb war".
  58. Explain your ideas of world domination to the wall.
  59. Dress up in a long, black cloak with a hood, stare and in a deep voice announce "it is time..."
  60. Pretend to see a spider, repeatedly and violently stamp on the floor while screaming "Die you bastard, die DIIEEE!"
  61. While the doors are opening, hurriedly whisper, "Hide it...quick!" then whistle innocently.
  62. Wave hands wildly at invisible flies buzzing around your head.
  63. Explain to the passengers that this lift looks the same as the ones on all the other floors.
  64. Re-enact scenes from a movie where someone climbs out through the roof.
  65. Tell people their clothes are stuck in the lift door, when the look round and see it isn't, apologise, then 5 seconds later say it again in exactly the same tone of voice.
  66. Release insects or rodents or doves.
  67. With a friend, one of you start making a humming noise. Take turns humming while the other asks "do you hear that?"
  68. Dress up as a bellboy and ask them what floor they want and press the wrong one. If corrected keep choosing the wrong floor until all the floors have been selected.
  69. Also in your bellboy act, ask what floor they want. Whatever they say, give them a glare and shake your head.
  70. Lie down.
  71. On a floor where others are waiting to get on, exit hurriedly casting a frightened look over your shoulder at someone still on the elevator, saying "I don't care what floor it is I'm getting out here...."

Soren Kierkegaard - "Life must be understood backwards; but[...] it must be lived forward."

Hypnagogic Blogging

I just got back from my friend Cassidy's place where he and Nicole and his roommate (I apologize for being too tired to remember his name) were all brainstorming about opening an indie venu in the desert. We developed an idea that could really work. Art, Music, Education, and vending machines. And some other stuff too but that's the short version because I am so tired. Anyways, it was really cool, and I hope we will make something of it.
I am going to hate myself for staying up and blogging when my alarm goes off, I know it. So I guess that means I should hit the hay now....right.....about......n...o....w.....ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Twenty Favorite Things

In times like these it helps to focus on the positive. Positate the nagative. So here is a list of 20 of my favorite things in no particular order.
  1. Seeing live bands that play swirling tremlulous atmospheric music that you can feel with your whole body
  2. Going to random new places with friends purely for the sake of the adventure
  3. Sitting in a comfy chair with a warm beverage on a cold day and reading a sprawling fantasy/adventure novel
  4. Writing to friends
  5. Getting letters/emails from friends
  6. Sharing music with friends
  7. Playing board games with friends
  8. Cooking/Entertaining for friends
  9. Laying down in my room and lazily making music with my guitar
  10. The sound of soft or tremelo guitar on my old 1970's amp
  11. Chocolate chip cookies (right out of the oven when they're still hot and gewy)
  12. Home-made nachos and mexican beer
  13. The sound of shoegazer/indie music on vinyl (especially starflyer 59 or radiohead)
  14. Something unexpexted and outlandishly/mischeviously funny
  15. Making mix tapes/CD's and mailing them to people
  16. Pen pals
  17. A really strange and unpredictable fantasy-fiction book or movie
  18. Watching silent films but choosing my own music music for the soundtrack
  19. Paintings with feel and color and texture that portray an emotion or something else that's elusive and abstract
  20. Talking with people who I can trust and be honest with, and being trusted and having people feel comfortable being honest with me.

Good Days and Other Days

I am having a really bad day and want to go home. I sent an email to my boss joking about something some one else emailed that we both thought was stupid - and I accidently sent it to the person who sent that email, instead of sending it to my boss. Yeah. Woops. Serves me right I guess. I have worked so hard to maintain good positive relationships with that department to build trust and a spirit of cooperation, and there I go and screw it up in two seconds time. I want to crawl under a rock and hide.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Water in the hole.

A waterline broke at work today. Ho hum. Interesting, but not all that exciting. Unless you work in the Records Department and the waterline happens to be right above the fileroom. Yeah. With about 40 boxes of City Records right under it. I hate paper.

George Herbert - "Life is half spent before we know what it is."

Do you know the times?

I'm feeling inrtospective again. Probably because I'm listening to Sigur Rรณs. It's friday and I'm getting ready for another weekend of wanderings in the city. Going to yet another show on Sunday, with some local friends this time. And getting furniture from Ikea with room-mate-Joe. Meanwhile I sit here trying to do something productive, but really just killing time between emails from friends. Work has been sort of a drag lately. Gotta get motivated again. Maybe I should get some coffee. and take a walk. That usually gets me going again. Okay. Yeah. That's what I'll do. Coffee and a walk. Or a walk to get some coffee. Whatever. That'll work.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

My Room

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closing time

Oh, how I long for the five o' clock hour

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Isaac Bashevis Singer - "Our knowledge is a little island in a great ocean of nonknowledge."

Pro/con List

Pro:

  • doing a road trip on less than 1 hours notice (especially to somewhere i've never been).
  • falling asleep playing guitar.
  • warm chai in winter, cold chai in summer.
  • small brick wall coffee shops with art on the walls and my laptop (or a book).
  • falling asleep reading a book.
  • waking up reading a book?
  • stopping at some random hole-in-the-wall for coffee and breakfast on my short notice road trip.
  • live music.
  • contageous laughter that just keeps going and going.
  • postcards.
  • adventures.
  • photos of adventures.
  • taking photos at shows.
  • getting lost when i've got time to kill and accidently finding cool places.
  • giving rides to people who are walking in the heat or seem to need a lift.
  • meeting new people.
  • making new friends.
  • sharing music.
  • hearing new music.
  • Beagles named "Bounder."

con:

  • awkward silence on the phone when you feel like you have to talk just to keep the conversation going.
  • goodbyes.
  • being lied to even if it was "for your own good."
  • music that is still shallow and cliche no matter how popular it gets.
  • angry/impatient drivers on the freeway.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Bounder

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Today we picked up Bounder from the pound. He was a little out of it (they had to do some "operations" before they released him) so he kinda looks drugged in some of the pictures we have. First thing he did was walk up to me and crawl up on my lap and snuggle. All the way home my mom was holding him and he kept tying to crawl over to me while I was driving. He is such a sweet mellow dog.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Morning after Fielding show

this is me after staying at my brother's place down the street from the show. I forgot to bring clean clothes.

Friday, September 15, 2006

How Things Are

Things are good. It's been a while since I could honestly say that. Not that there are no dark ominous clouds on the horizon. Things are good in a sort of rainy saturday type way. In light of all that's happened this summer, things are looking up. Mostly I am encouraged that I have so many friends now. It's incredible. I need to really be faithful in my friendships so they don't slip away though. Being so far from everyone makes it easy to be complacent. Y'know something else? This is the first time in a long time in my life (maybe the first time ever) that I haven't had this nagging desire to just disappear. To go off somewhere and never be heard of again. I don't want that anymore! It's so refreshing. I don't know what did it. Maybe the realization that I really don't want to be alone for the rest of my life. That would explain alot of things actually. Anyhow, my new passion in my friends. I have something to look forward to at the end of each week because I know I will be with like minded people who care whether I live or die. It's amazing. And it helps so much.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

No man is a failure who is enjoying life.
William Feather

Aggravation of aggaravations.

I think I am driving people away because I am so desperate to spend time with them. Just last night another person I met on the internet said they might call me and I interpretted it as - let's go on a cross country adventure together. I made a fool of myself and kinda freaked her out I think. *sigh* what a dork.

Laughter is the tonic, the relief, the surcease for pain.
Charlie Chaplin

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

"...a little better all the time (it can't get any worse)..." - the Beatles

Things are looking up. There are still some emotional issues that are not going to be fun to face, but everyday I am feeling more equiped to handle it. I have finally gotten to the point where my daily introspection is no longer morbid or heart wrenching - at least not constantly. I see a sunrise on the horizon, sort of like 4 or 5 in the morning when the sun is still no where in sight but the sky seems somehow just a little but brighter. I have been having many conversations (which is like my bread and butter) with many different people. I have also been meeting new people (which is like my elixer of life) and thinking alot about how I have handled relationships in the past and ways that I might change or maybe should not change. I am still a little soar from the proverbial nife wound to my heart (actually it fealt more like a jagged blunt object) but I feel i am slowly healing. And *sigh* I am seeing a therapist. More for the sake of my job than anything. My employers want to be sure that I am okay, which is nice, so it was sort of an unspoken mandatory suggestion. It will probably end up doing some good. as far as church goes *another sigh* I still have alot of thinking to do. It's not that I don't believe, it's just that, so many of the conventions we have adopted and attached to our "faith" seem a little...well, empty. And pointless. I think faith is much simpler than we imagined. Obviously I have some soul searching to do. I am still reading the Bible and dialoging (monologing?) with God every day. If you want to know what I believe at this point, see the Apostles Creed. I think it is still a good summery of my beliefs.
Anyways music is looking good right now. I am putting together a set and Alva Edison will be rehearsing soon. Yes, Alva is back. Maybe for good this time, who knows. Only now the drummer has a mustache. Yeah. It's a little disturbing, but I think that's why he did it. Well until next time then...

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Back in the ring

Alva Edison is re-forming for some shows in the next couple months

I have made at least a dozen new friends in the last four days

I am back at work with more focus and resolve than I've had in a while
 
I bought a new wallet and some new sunglasses
 
In the words of the Shout Out Louds,
"Let's call this a comeback..."

Monday, September 11, 2006

New Friends and Old Friends

Happy Birthday Bekah McLean!
Last night I went to a birthday cocktail party (done the way it should be with the men wearing suites and the ladies wearing cocktail dresses).  I have not had that much fun in such a long time.  I reconnected with so many old friends and met a whole bunch of really good people for the first time.  Good things will come of this.  I hope I can stay in touch with everyone.  And I hope Bekah got some sleep before her Birthday brunch the next morning.  I tried to help out by driving some people home, but there were still a few stragglers when I left.  So many great people were there.  I had a wonderful time.  I hope it’s not the last.

Friday, September 01, 2006

28 years

Happy Birthday to me.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

"Never fight an inanimate object." - PJ O'Rourke