… you get in that quiet time? Those private ones. I got into that tonight. For a bit I sat and smiled… just at the little things. I smiled at the big things too. A quiet smile. You set the memory bank in your brain on rewind. Then you play… with your finger over the pause button. You breeze through a snippet… hit fast forward on the parts you choose to miss… pause on occasion. …
… I got pretty tanked up and grabbed the microphone at the Starline Grill. Apparently, I sang… or at least it was a facsimile of singing. Until the pics surfaced it was just an ugly rumor. Though the night really belonged to Suicide Lounge. (Click to hear their live version of My Funny Valentine.) Of course, Suicide Lounge would not be complete without Fingers B. Though, I wasn’t the only one as Zonthar took the …
Heck, no one comes by on weekends anyway. The choice was to sit around and twiddle my thumbs… OK… one thumb twiddles the other just sits there not doing much of anything… or perhaps do a random post. Random post won out… after which I just may pop in a movie. Speaking of movies… I re-watched Towering Inferno yesterday. Yes, I’ll cop to the fact that I do own several disaster movies from the 70’s… …
TIME WASTERS: 1. That’s a LOT of Pork!2. Food Timeline SUBJECT LINES FROM EMAIL SPAM THIS MORNINGThese all appeared in my spam folder in order… and if you read them one after another a strange logic begins to emerge. Make your penis strong and tireless Our SINGLES are Naughty – please date them this week Cleanse your Colon of Excess Weight & Toxins Make a difference as a nurse Fight Back Against ‘Tax and Spend’ …
… the local java joint. Perhaps if I get my chores done early tomorrow I will. The whether is perfect right now and it would be nice to see the gang for a bit. All the old routines I used to engage in have shifted dramatically. I’m not complaining… this shift was necessitated by circumstance. Actually, I don’t miss the old too much… but a break from the present would be refreshing. Just for a …
… I did the laundry twice. At least I know the clothes are doubly clean now. I really don’t like being distracted. Though it could be argued that dealing with any sort of creative activity is actually a form of mega-distraction… at least within the conventional world. When one is in the frenzy of a creative project there actually is purpose to the distraction. Not like today… it was useless distraction all around… except for …
The case of Mexican beer courtesy of my friend, Trashed, who visited on Sunday. Bloody blogger issues… an on going headache that really chapping my hide at the moment. See, I’m trying to finish off a web design project for a couple of musician friends of mine. (Yeah, a paying gig.) Blogger will be used as the “news & gigs” component that they can easily update themselves. Trouble is that uploading the template has just …
Or… 10 things I had a wonderful time while I was doing them… but which I wouldn’t do again. Here they are in random order. being born. catching a 10 foot python with my other 11 year old neighborhood pals at an abandoned mining pool. once being married. starting an arts festival. engaging in a “liaison” on baggage carousel number 3, terminal 2, SF airport… while that section was under renovation. performing at the Kennedy …
… of late “friending” all sorts of folk for Jungle Webs (yeah, Jungle Webs has a MySpace page as well. If you have one… go ahead and friend it.) “Networking” is not something I had cared to do not that long ago. But thats the name of the game if you want to push a product… be it a new play or web solution products. I’ve been actively “friending” anywhere between 120 to 160 myspacers …
