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9.30.05/01:40 stomping the issues The candidates of today are great at dodging the issues. They don't take stands, they don't have opinions. In short, they suck. This leaves us all rather confused, because it means we have to come up with our own opinions, and many of us (more than half) have the wrong ones. I took it upon myself to settle this matter once and for all.
[politics FAQ] is right wrong? is left right?
Maybe people will quit trying to tell me racist jokes now or, conversely, maybe they'll quit asking me to go to their stupid peace rallies. Have you ever seen the women at those things? Horrifying. Shave your pits!
Tomorrow is a big day. Not only is it the rabbitest of rabbit rabbit days, but I can finally clear the page and start from the top again. I used to could only do that when I got a tetris, now I can do it every month. Also, I apologize if this post doesn't make any sense. My sleep patterns are getting more and more distorted and I think it's making me a little nuts. Okay, maybe a little MORE nuts than usual. 9.25.05/21:30 talking smack/birthday profusion Happy Birthday Chubbs! Happy Birthday Mom! Happy Birthday Chandler! Right in a row this year. And Sarah wanted me to mention her birthday, but I'm not going to. So there. From my lack of posting it might seem like I haven't been stuck in front of this computer for the last four days, but that is most certainly NOT the case.
[jobe's theme song] .mp3 (lyrics)
What I've actually been doing is tracking songs like mad. If you want a sneak preview of the fliptracks and besides album before I officially post it next week, click here. I'm still hacking a few of the bugs out, but I think everything is pretty functional.
[puddles of love] short story
And that's the rough draft of my story for Intro to Fiction. In a few weeks it'll be workshopped and torn to shreds, along with my self-esteem. Good thing I didn't have much to begin with; that way I won't miss it when it's gone. They'll say things like 'your grammar sucks' and 'this is an unrealistic portrayal of women' and 'perhaps you could rethink your word choice here' and 'this part is completely incoherent.'
[japanese alphabet song] .mp3 (lyrics)
This is like the third version of that song I've posted. The recording method makes a big difference, though. And you might not hear from me for awhile, since I've decided I want to play FFVII through one more time. Kuraudo is my freaking hero. And on a final note, my stool is blue. I was seriously tempted to post pictures of it, but everyone I've consulted about that thinks it's probably not a good idea. Apparently, The world is not yet ready for digital representations of my mighty blue feces. Someday, maybe. Someday that will change. 9.21.05/22:35 loneliness in my shoes
As you can tell, my finger is definitely blue, and will remain so until that skin falls off and new skin grows. My tongue, too. For extra credit, try and guess what else turns blue after about a day and a half?
Chelsea says phone numbers in french are listed in doubles instead of clusters, like 41.27.24.12.90. Good to know, if you care about that sort of thing. I, for one, don't. And I have until Tuesday to write an 8-10 page short story for my Intro to Fiction class to be read by everyone and torn apart. It has to prove my literary prowess beyond all doubt so that everyone else reads it and decides to quit writing because I'm just so good so I will have less competition. 9.19.05/20:35 une fille idéale
Homme de 21
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9.15.05/22:34 king of the spiders
[naka ni dasanai] language/graphic
As another fun and not completely unrelated exercise, I decided to do an acoustic cover of a song that I hate. It's easy to cover a song that you like, but to do one you can't stand is a challenge. Also, it pisses me off that I can't hit some of the notes; I just don't have the range.
[behind these hazel eyes] kelly clarkson cover
Despite its flaws, I like my version much better, and I'm sure you will too. And to answer your question of what it is I'm drinking, here is how to make a Rum Sparrow: 1 shot Everclear, 1.5 shots sweet and sour, 1.5 shots coke, and fill the rest with lemon iced tea (can). Not my ideal mixers, but all I had available. And surprisingly awesome. You can use 2 shots of vodka if Everclear is not readily available. 9.14.05/22:41 produce! produce! produce!
[poems with AUDIO and INFO!!!]
I slept for about 3 hours last night. Here is how the Tylenol PM bottle should read: 'side effects may include: feeling like you have a sack of rocks in your head, rectal bleeding, inability to pee, waking up with a predisposition to fall right the hell back asleep, and really freaking weird dreams. Be sure to mix with alcohol, and forget about your colon, liver, and kidneys.'
There were revelations today as well, the first being that I may lack the motivation to ever go to Stat unless there's homework to turn in or a test. The second revelation is that naps are freaking awesome and worth it. I took 3 of them today, and they were all wonderful. Nate said he might put one of my short stories in a magazine he's involved with, and that would be freaking sweet. 9.12.05/22:03 pancake atrocities
Of course, that didn't stop me from eating the burnt, disfigured redheaded stepchildren of the pancake world.
[it must be nice] 1.1MB .mp3
And I tracked a new song today. Click here for the lyrics/info. I guess I'm going to jump right into tracking the next CD. These songs will sound a little different than the ones on lucid pity decanted because they all lack that one fundamental element that all the songs on that album share.
Here's another quote from the Hagakure, just for your fun and amusement:
At the time of the attack on the castle at Shimabura, Tazaki Geki was wearing very resplendent armor. Lord Katsushige was not pleased by this, and every time he saw something showy he would say, "That's just like Geki's Armor." 9.9.05/20:54 1 down, 11 to go Or something to that effect. Who knows how long it will really be. When I started this page a hundred years ago, it was all action. Now it's starting to be a mixture of action and reaction. Random bloggers keep finding my pictures in image searches and posting them all over the place, people keep stalking me through the Pitt peoplefinder, and some industrious soul has been entering my domain name in all these registries to find out if the name is taken.
You can't have it, by the way. I can't even fathom why you'd want it. I don't have anything interesting to say today, so you can stop reading this post any time. It's just been another week of school and tests and quizzes and rejection. Here's a line from The Last Unicorn that pretty much sums up my feelings:
"The sight of her makes me want to do battle with all evil and ugliness, but it also makes me want to sit still and be unhappy."
I've been sitting still and being unhappy for too long. It's time to start doing battle with evil and ugliness again. On a final note, you should go see Broken Flowers if you haven't. Here's another Zen koan:
A kitten wandered into a Buddhist monastery. The monks of the eastern and western halls both wanted it for themselves, so they started quarreling over it. Father Nansen picked up the cat and said, "If one of you can say a word, I will spare this kitten's life." Nobody said anything, and he cut off the kitten's head.
Later, Joshu returned and Father Nansen related the incident to him. He asked him, "What would you have done had you been there?"
Joshu took off his sandals, put them on his head and walked away. Father Nansen remarked, "If you had been there, I could have spared the kitten."
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I stole the explanation from this site. 9.5.05/05:12 lucid pity decanted
It's finally done. This album's been in various stages of completeness ever since I started it two years ago, but now it is finished. The major hurdle has been getting a decent set-up for recording, and then recording, mixing, and producing the tracks. At some point I'm sure I've posted low-quality versions of most of tracks (one speaker, low volume, tin-can mic, etc.) but now we are beyond that.
There have been some real advances in the marketing department as well, including: chord diagrams for each song, complete lyrics for every song, and an information page for each one, accessible at the top of each lyrics page. The info section an explanation of the meanings of/inspirations for/ feelings about the songs. Maybe even a little too much information.
[music FAQ] answering all your burning questions
So there it is, 12 songs about space travel, depression, obscure Greek terminology, Alice in Wonderland, and linguistic frustration. These songs are all acoustic and vocals, without the inclusion of unnecessary frills like drums and saxophones and accordions. Simplicity rules. Go download some songs! 9.1.05/20:04 rabbit to the rabbit day
It's a piano chord chart. You can click on the link or the picture. I think they're right, but if you spot inconsistencies you can tell me which ones are wrong. I don't even know where this keyboard came from. What ever possessed me to buy a keyboard? 8.30.05/23:16 his favorite song
I was almost embarrassed to cover it, actually. Mostly because I don't have the vocals he does and because I can't solo. If you ever get a chance to see him perform it, you will see/hear how awesome it is.
[his favorite song (acoustic Nate Dray cover)] 2.1MB
8.29.05/18:34 ichi-nen deai kinenbi
That's a fancy way of saying it's been one year since I met Maria. To celebrate, I drew this picture. I know the censor bars are annoying, but I'm not allowed to show you naked pictures of her, even if they're only pictures of sketches of pictures of poses.
Also, for some reason there seems to be Jell-O shots and sake, and if you scroll down to that great picture of me you can see one of my sake cups, with the Japanese symbol for sake written on the side. Isn't that neat? Isn't that really really cool?
Dirty subliminal mind messages! You missed it. Unless you didn't, in which case, congratulations.
This line was put here solely to enable the balance between pictures and paragraphs and to facilitate the aesthetics of this post. Neat, huh?
By the way, if you're some rich art collector with a taste for sketches of Asian women, the pictures in this post are for sale for the cheap cheap price of 1000 dollars apiece. If you're interested in buying them, I will send you the unedited versions of these pictures and you can make your decision then. I promise you they will eventually skyrocket in age.
Unfortunately, it will still cost about a billion yen, and I know I will never have that much money. I will never have a hundred dollars. Tomorrow's post = fantastic surprise. :) |
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My favorite part of living
alone is pooping with the door open. The ultimate freedom, the
giving up of which being a thing that would seriously make me reconsider
marriage. Also, my soda pop came today. I haven't had
Skeleteens soda in over a year...maybe two.
Some
people (half a dozen, actually) can't understand how, after reading
That's
all I've been doing today. I took my 11 favorite rhyming poems and
recorded audio renditions for all of them. Then I made neat little
info pages for them like I did for the songs. So now you can find
out what brought these poems into being and hear how they're supposed to
sound, like we never often get a chance to do with poems on the page.
It
started with a box of pancake mix and ended with a neighbor calling to me
through a thick cloud of black smoke to ask if I was alright. Can't
people just mind their own damn business? It's not like I didn't
know what I was doing, and as long as Grandma never goes in her kitchen
again it will be like it never happened.
Today
was a good day on the JET app front. Nara-sensei and Duthie-sensei
both said they'd write letters for me and my Statement of Purpose has been
proofed, re-proofed, and torn to shingles. Soon I'll be done with
that as well. The next major hurdles will be the transcripts and the
letter from the registrar, things I hope to get done this week.
Don't
feel bad, I forgot to say it too. Not that it matters, since it
applies mostly to romantic luck and I've not had any of that (rabbit
rabbit or not) for a very loooong time. But we're not here to talk
about my petition to re-apply for my virginity, we've got serious matters
to attend to.
It's one of my favorite
songs, too. It was written by the notorious Nate Dray, who's been in
quite a few bands in his time, most notably Churchill and
One year ago today, perhaps
1am-ish, me and Jezza and Quinn-sama were searching for hours for that
Samudeebu, through the ritzy Loft 101, through that expensive
restaurant, through the colorful gay club district of Osaka, but we
eventually found it. It was truly a day, what a day. We
started that night as goat children, but boarded that morning subway as
men, bathed in the sacramental light of dawn. 
I know it's not September yet,
but I decided to just make a clean break of it. If you've any
special attachment to
School
did that thing today where it started and I even went. Duthie-sensei's
Japanese is fantastic. Seriously. Freaking fantastic. I
need to become that competent at languages. And French is hard.
I keep forgetting that I don't know it. Not even a little. But
that doesn't keep me from understanding what's going on. At least I
think I know what's going on. (?)
The pictures, not the girl.
Japanese women don't age like normal women do. They stay the same
age for 30 years and then...*POOF!* they mystically transform into
obaachans overnight. Sad how nature works, isn't it? But
we're not there yet, and with the scientific advances the Japanese are
constantly making, it wouldn't surprise me if they come up with something
to defeat death within the next ten years.