iDallas!All these words are piling
up in my head and
sometimes no ones is
there to listen to me…
and I admit it gets sort
of old anyway…
So I tell you, and you
listen. Always. You never
get tired of hearing me
spill the mysteries of my mind.
You are my soul.
(this goes along with the
Weekly Shine)
Why is it there are things that people do not talk about with each other? What is everyone so afraid of? People start out as children and as children we are taught to not talk about certain things in public. We are taught to be afraid of hurting someone else’s feelings. So, then we are taught to isolate some of our thoughts from other thoughts. Some thoughts become acceptable and others are not. I believe that is an unhealthy mental situation. There should be no walls or divisions within our thoughts. That only leads to walls or divisions between ourselves and between each other.
I did something dumb today… I had to drive out to fix the Dreambook server (azrael). It’s about a 20 minute drive from my house (with no traffic). So, I drove out there, and just as I was pulling into the parking lot, I realized I had left my keys at home. Fuck!
Fuck! (picture me banging on the steering wheel) Fuck! Fuck!
Oh well. I had to drive back and get them. And then the problem I had to fix was pretty minor.
I got to listen to “Loveline” on the radio, though. That made it all ok, sort of.
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I spent the last 4 hours (it’s now 3:30 AM) jamming with a bunch of people, playing records, bongos, congas, timbales, cowbells, blocks of wood, a bass guitar, a guitar, some shaker things, and a Roland synthesizer.
It was pretty hectic, but a whole heck of a lot of fun. Playing music (or … making noise) with a bunch of people is so much more fun than playing with yourself… oops, I mean *by* yourself.
Silly me.
hee hee.
I think I might be starting to come out of my slump a bit. I haven’t been able to get much accomplished over the past few weeks. And then I got all sick in the middle of it. That sucked.
I think I can feel some energy starting to flow again. More things are going on and we’re rolling!
I even got up at a semi-reasonable hour today! And I got a normal amount of sleep.
I think I might start producing more stuff any day now.
I owe you some content after neglecting you for two days. Just wait.
There’s this show on TV. I see parts of it sometimes. It’s called Change of Heart and it attempts to break up couples.
It sends them out on dates with other people and then they bring everyone together and talk about it. Then, they have decide if they want to break up or not. Sorta sick.
That’s what people like to see. I guess it’s sorta better than Melrose Place, but… I dunno, Melrose Place still has some sort of artistic quality to it… right?
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While we were at IKEA, I was mistaken for an employee by some knucklehead. I am comfortable with the way I present myself to the world, but I might need to consider a change in wardrobe.
Maybe just a slight directional shift might even help.
I should consider starting to shift my wardrobe towards something a little less like a furniture store employee uniform.
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I went to IKEA today. I found a really nice water kettle there to replace the hell-spawn one we have at our house now. Our current one gets really hot and does nothing to notify you that it’s job is done and the water is boiling.
I believe the new one will fix both of those problems.
We were driving home at about 5am this morning after doing sound at a party called Frontline (which was held in this little place that seemed to be some sort of low-budget strip club… my kind of place!). At 5 am there’s not much traffic, but the nature of LA drivers makes them bunch up together anyway. Strength in numbers and all that.
Well, for some reason, they also feel the need to cut each other off and make life difficult around exits. 3 cars in a stretch of 1 mile of road, and they all exit together and get in each others’ ways.
Weird town.
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There’s some really interesting people nestled in between all the ho-hum normal people cruising by all the time. It’s like all the buildings you probably see every day. Most of them are pretty much meaningless to you, but there’s probably something going on in just about every single one of them.
A little snippet of that whole big fat deal that makes up life.
And all it takes to make that snippet a part of your snippet is to cruise by one of those buildings and just stop for a moment and hang out there. If you get really brave, you can even try to peak through the window or listen at the door.
If you get lucky, you might even get shot by some crazed lunatic.
Life is an interactive experience. Don’t believe what the TV tells you.
Oh. By the way, I did this week’s
Dreamsheet. It’s pretty good, too.