settle my score on the salsa floor

(I promise I'll email tomorrow! you know who you are)

Tonight we went out a little bit more organized for urban archeology. Our haul included probably 25 to 30 dollars in free food. It's all sorted and organized in piles on my floor, and its quite a haul. What a shame that this just gets thrown out while people everywhere don't have enough to eat. It's almost worse that some random people can just go down the block and score all of this....I almost feel like it shouldn't be ours. But oh well, to the 'victor' go the spoils. We've decided we're giving away a lot of it too. I don't feel at all bad about it either, or feel the stigma associated with this kind of activity. I look at it like.. we're just exploiting the wasteful society we live in. It's a re-distributive thing. Not that I think the world can be a commie-paradise from a couple of people getting into the right dumpsters and distribution places (that aren't guarded), but at least it's something. Now I just need to own a hybrid car and not be so lazy about my recycling, haha..

Well, the other factor involved with this is the fear of getting hassled by the 5-0, which has already resulted in a long story from earlier. It actually makes diving kind of exciting, that is, not the quasi-legality of it, but just the fear of getting 'caught', even though the concequences are really, in reality, nil. hehe. I'll admit its an adolescent kind of feeling, and thats kinda nice to have to stave off over-seriousness in my life. Not that I have a problem with staving off over-seriousness! Well here I am over-explaining myself to readers that probably know me well enough to know. Time to shut up. :)

clap your hands say yeah

I had a fucked up dream last night in which I was fighting somebody for a long time. They were smaller than me and kept punching me in the face and head to no real effect. The guy was harrasing me for no good reason I could tell, and wouldn't leave me alone. Hmm..I wonder what this symbolizes. I remember music from the dream too, but it was indistinct.

Well, I've been away from my place quite a bit in the past couple of days, for various reasons. Not quite yet done with some recordings yet but I'm working on them tonight or tomorrow afternoon.

Cross-post by me from another thing I write in:

I'm good at entertaining myself. I chose not to say "I think" because who else is going to judge such an internal and arbitrary thing like self-amusement? The other night after work, I went to Meijer. To me, the act of going and buying food and other whathaveyou is not drudgery if I don't want it to be. I'd like to think, to the passerby, I look slightly off, walking in a not-so-straight line, picking up weird/amusing merchandise, whistling, and swinging my basket around. (And yes, I knocked over a jar of spagetti sauce three weeks ago. It broke, of course. )

Being called easily amused is not something I would find insulting. Unfortunately, I'm too busy counting the stains on the ceiling at the DMV or sliding around in the parking lot to feel sorry for the people who have to consistently put effort into something that should be as simple as getting a huge kick out of laughing at a label that says "DARTH VADAR" in Target, for example. (My example.)

This isn't a black and white viewpoint of mine. My ego says that I have to state that I like things that are complex and well thought out. At least the ego isn't so big that I would assume everyone who might read this thinks I'm such a superlatively refined guy. Oh well.

I heard "Changes" by Yes on the radio again

I should be asleep. Instead, I'm typing, and I've got the heat cranked up, to offset the frozen fucking everything outside. Maybe all life has been killed off, or an ice age has started again. Neat. I'm not getting up to look though, so I guess I'll know when I have to know. Haha, ridiculous.

Seriously, it's pretty dangerous outside, as far as driving goes. I don't mind driving tomorrow morning, cause the reason to go out is money in the bank, in the form of a paycheck.

The world is a giant honey pot trap for people too cynical too see how easy it can be. Then again, the overly optimistic say 'ooh, floor pie' and wind up swinging from the ceiling.

Today, I make a grumbling sound

I have to join the bitter, unlucky, too picky, or just plain ugly today and say to hell with valentine's day. Oh well! No work today, just guitar students, and thats pretty good. I was able to get some sleepin in this morning too. And apparently I'm Chromium...

Cr...Chromium You scored 33 Mass, 17 Electronegativity, 88 Metal, and 0 Radioactivity!

Oooohaaaaah.... shiny! You probably have an incredibly stable and well-maintained group of friends... that probably also don't get out much either. You're not one to get bogged down by a problem. Of course, I'm basing this upon Chromium's ultra-low water-exchange constant and it 's corrosion-resistant properties, and I wouldn't be too surprised if the analogy doesn't even apply.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 34% on Mass You scored higher than 6% on Electroneg You scored higher than 99% on Metal You scored higher than 0% on Radioactivity

Link: The Which Chemical Element Am I Test written by effataigus on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Make your titles work for you

No workin' tonight, sleepin' in today. Sounds good to me. It snowed about two inches last night, but Jon and I were too busy drinking High Life and watching The Two Towers to notice.

Candid Avenue has a gig next Friday in Battle Creek, not sure of the details but its a 45 minute set. It'll be our first gig with new instrumentation, and we're all pretty stoked about it. Last night's practice went fairly well considering we hadn't practiced in a while. Quote of the night was from Tony: "I kicked you guys' asses at that song!"

In other news, my general state has improved. Sometimes it only takes a paragraph or two from the right people to turn the tables around. Now, to eat some toast and have some coffee. Ciao.

a completely arbitrary number

So today i'm feeling slightly better than normal. I heard from two different people yesterday that I haven't in a while, and that has helped fill in the hole a little bit. Holy shit, yes it did. I guess the only complaint I have at this moment is that I'm really hungry. Ah, living alone means that I have to take initiative to go get food.

So here's a working tracklist for the SA record:

clamming up and calming down
wane
the new marlevous american catastrophe
impress you
highway
not until it stops snowing
my brief career
cephalopod
get it
you just aren't working
no company expected this afternoon

I guess since only two people have ever heard the tunes, I guess it doesn't mean much to anyone. But I'd like to think I come up with some decent titles. I think I'm gonna go lift some weights or something.