Tuesday, July 16, 2002
I managed to get the last post up and visible. It took a great deal of cunning and skill on my part to outwit the cruel and wily ways of the Internet. It was a vast, epic struggle that deserves to be immortalized in stone engravings so that all who follow will know of my valiant travails. Actually I just hit 'Post & Publish' again and it showed up. But that took some cunning, didn't it?
In any event. I went to Portland last Sunday. Good times. We went on a boat ride with the most annoying family in existence. It consisted of two kids (named Roger and Heather), their parents, and a couple of grandparents. The grandfather was fat and loud and kept screaming things like "Rod-juh! Come heah Rod-juh!" "Look at that house! That's a million dollah mansion! How'd you like to clean all those windahs?" He also had a pair of binoculars, and every time the boat passed anything even remotely interesting he would shout to his family "Come heah! Look through the glasses! You can see everything with the glasses!" It was infinitely annoying.
But we saw a bunch of seals, so that made up for the family from hell.
Hm. In other news...
The mural goes well. It is being painted. It's pretty fun, working on it. So far the reactions to it have ranged from mild surprise, to pleased surprise, to confusion, to all-consuming rage (the Captain's reaction). Hopefully everyone'll like it when it's done. It seems to be a likable enough mural. Heck, I like it.
I got a brand new CD the other day. It's Dirtybird, by Tinstar. Incredible. Incredible. Omicats! It's so good. I shall have to sally forth and purchase more Tinstar CDs, that's how good it is. The third song, Sunshine, is so glorious, so magnificently felinely glorious, that there really are no words to describe it.
I reread The Stranger (L'Étranger) by Albert Camus. By finishing this book, I finished my summer reading list. The whole thing. Now I have to find other stuff to read. Hm. Suggestions, anyone? firstname.lastname@example.org
Heading out to Pittsburg tomorrow. Joy of joys. I don't mind the ride too much, I just hope that my brother isn't too evil on the way. He does tend towards evilness quite often. It's not as though he's possessed by the devil or anything though. He's just naturally evil. It is his innate disposition.
Orgy is a very good band with a very bad name. I mean, really, Orgy? It's just stupid. But I like their music. I wish they would come out with another CD already.
O yeah, and that reminds me, I just put up some new links on the side of this blog, where the links are. Wow, that was coherent. Anyways, they're links to Music. Music with a capital 'M', because this isn't just any old music. This is Music that I like. Music that I listen to. Music that is good. Music that is very, very good. So maybe, if you're looking for some fresh new sounds (ha, that's so cheesy!), you can check these links out and who knows? Maybe you'll like some of it.
and never let this go
The other night a bunch of folks were at Liz's house. We were kind of watching some movie called Crumb. It was pretty bad. I mean, it was boring. And very sketchy. But it wasn't *good* sketchy. It just was bad. O well. Win some, lose some. C'est la vie, non?
and all the time is wasting
but maybe tomorrow
I wish that my grandmother would stop sending me all these stupid chain letter emails. They're really starting to grate on my nerves. I have no idea why she's so obsessed with them, but she is. Argh.
I glance up and see the following books: A Discovery Guide to Rocks & Minerals, Favorite Greek Myths, Question and Answer Adventures: Coins, Tropical Fish, I Am an American, Kennedy Assassination, The Presidents. I don't know why those particular books are there. But there they are.
00ff99 has been designated 'mint'. Likewise, ff3333 is 'salmon'.
i was held
sarcastic silver swell
that day it rained
now an ocean flower
so happy to show us
but i ate the lotus
say haven't you noticed
well i ate the lotus
If you asked me to rhyme the word 'lotus', I would have had a very hard time with it. This is why I am not a songwriter.
Sunny out. Cumulus clouds, but not in any abundance. Not too hot. Here I am, bloggin'.
See? See? I'm blogging at frequent intervals. Y'all better be happy with that, and you had better not make me say 'y'all' again.
One more thing to say before I end:
cause you don't know what you're gonna find
too many people playing with your mind
yeah you know you gotta keep believing
dirtybird never lose that feeling