Written on Thursday, the 1st of September, 2005 at 2:19 pm and was filed under:
Music
Today is Dj wrecka’s last day on the air, so she helped out Zach and I by playing all of our requests and hitting the last spot in Radio K bingo. When she played “Puppet Show” by Tulip Sweet and her Trail of Tears, Zach and I were laughing uncontrollably, and even wrecka was giggling as she rolled into the break. I might might might go see Meredith Bragg tonight, but I might restrict myself since I have been financially irresponsible this summer. It’s only five bones, though. I could ride the bus on my new U-Pass!
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Written on Wednesday, the 31st of August, 2005 at 1:55 am and was filed under:
Diversions
So Cake Woman AIMed me today while I was at work, saying that we should hook up to share travel stories. I, of course, was down, yo, but then she disappeared. I tried to call her while walking to the car, and then when I got home, but didn’t hear from her until after my evening nap (which was glorious). When I got there she handed me the last Maibock, which I downed forthwith. Dan drove us to the CC, where Sister Nadeau met us. Dan and I ganged up on Cake Woman and she walked home in a huff. HA ha. I felt a little bad for her — she was all lonely and… no I didn’t. She could have called me at any time if she really wanted help moving. She could have asked tonight if she wanted me on her side. I really don’t feel that sorry for people who can’t ask for what they want.
P.S.: Thank you platinum card!
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Written on Saturday, the 27th of August, 2005 at 1:47 pm and was filed under:
Diversions,
Photography
Time to start the Whittier project, because my neighborhood isn’t good enough. I’ll be on Lyndale if you need me — possibly on Nicollet if I don’t get too wiped out or mugged.
I’m just kidding about my neighborhood, I love my first ring suburb.
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Written on Friday, the 26th of August, 2005 at 9:18 pm and was filed under:
Diversions
I should be at a party right now, but some of us took a nap on the couch that bookended dinner.
This weekend:
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Written on Friday, the 26th of August, 2005 at 1:16 am and was filed under:
Diversions,
Music
Oh yeah, I don’t like my second adopted hometown, after Stillwater and my real hometown of Fort Dodge. Okay, it’s not like I actively dislike Saint Paul, but I don’t miss it at all. I think that what I miss is what I came to Minnesota for: a big, drafty house with a thousand crazy friends crashing on the couch. So Minneapolis passed the smoking ban right about the time that
I woke up from my life like it was all just a bad dream.
Thanks, Firewater, but you’re getting ahead of me. I’ve seen a handful of shows this summer, but they have all been in Mpls., so thusly, no smoking. I’ve been out to the bars, too, but again, no smoking. I even went to New York, where I spent about 1/3 of my time (or more) stunt drinking in bars. Still, no smoking.
Mother fucking nasty. Why did I ever smoke a pack a day? What possessed me to pick up a cigarette, put it in my mouth, and make out with it like it was the last girlfriend that I would have for four years? Saint Paul needs to clear the smoking out of bars so my lungs can stay pink and beautiful.
STNNNG was just as I expected: loud, fast, and intricate, with a splash of crazed, out of control insanity over the top. The real shocker was Gay Beast, who ripped the air to shreds with their power trio of keyboard, guitar, and drums. Did I say drums without capitalizing it? DRUMS! WOW! I think on the second song the drummer (Angela? Shit, I’m terrible with names, but you know that) took a few seconds to sync up with the keys, but every other impact of her drumsticks and beater left a ringing impression on the rock center of my brain. The whole effect was as if robots had been programmed to rock, but got a virus, broke free of their masters, and decided to produce pure chaos through a mathematical formula. Two for the pink, one for rocking my ass!
After that was Lone Wolf, who basically turned his amp up to eleven and then gestured to the sound guy to bring up the house PA. It was a bit like the beginning of Back to the Future where Marty turns all the knobs up, strikes one chord and blows himself straight across the room and into the wall, except that this dude had pounded giant nails through his feet into the floor. He looked a lot like Glenn Danzig in Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
Danzig: Can we get the blood to flow up the walls?
Cybernetic Ghost: I dont see why not.
The part of seeing a local band in a dive bar that I love is that I was able to accost the singer from STNNNNNNNNNNNNG and tell him how much the band rocked. Later, during the next three hour break between bands, the drummer from Gay Beast sidled up to the bar next to me and I accosted her too. Then, after I ran out of small talk I got a chance to start fresh since the keyboardist (Danimal) and guitarist (Isaac) slid in next to me seeking liquid refreshment. The whole band wanted to know my name, even though I’m just a random dude in a bar telling them that I wasn’t sure what to expect before having my pants rocked to my knees while I stood there with my mouth agape.
I don’t know if I could recommend anything that I saw to anyone else unless they are big fans of crazy. I sure am, so yeah, I had an awesome time, but I left early because the smoke was making my head spin. Also, I’m old.
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Written on Thursday, the 25th of August, 2005 at 8:08 pm and was filed under:
Photography,
Music,
Nerdity,
Family
The Google Summer of Code is winding down, which means that (like any software project) activity is ramping up. Ross has a nearly complete theme together, and I’ve given him a partial review. I’m partway through review number two.
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Written on Wednesday, the 24th of August, 2005 at 3:28 pm and was filed under:
Music
Hooray, I called in on a random “K!” and got “on the list” at Big V’s tomorrow.
Aids Wolf
Arctic Universe
Lone Wolf
Gay Beast
Stnnng
Doors at 9pm.
I have no idea who any of these bands are. Hilarity will ensue!
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Written on Wednesday, the 24th of August, 2005 at 12:26 am and was filed under:
Photography,
Nerdity
That’s it. I’m supposed to be doing a code review and/or writing an novella about the craziness of New York, but all that I have wanted to do since I got home was lie down in bed and sleep. I don’t even want to pick out highlight photos (like me holding Beckett aloft, or having my arm around the cute waitress).
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Written on Sunday, the 21st of August, 2005 at 6:26 pm and was filed under:
Photography,
Nerdity,
Food
I have been having a great time! Everyone is awesome, and we were all BFF. We are visiting Bharat’s palatial Google estate in Chelsea (just down the street from the Rawhide bar, grrrrowl!) and there will soon be massive amounts of food delivered. My laptop has been unable to connect to the wifi in the hotel, so I’m depending on the kindness of strangers. Well, the kindness of Bharat. Anyway, I have to try and be a little bit social now. HAHAHAHAHA! I gave the first “toast” last night, and by toast I mean long winded, hysterically funny, and completely blue speech. Bharat’s was better, h0bbel’s was amazing, and I was closing out the open bar during Volksport’s speech (which got a lot of laughs, but free wine! Free Wine!).
Dubonnet! Delicious!
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