woo hoo! It's here! The night we all wait for, all week long. Shame, isn't it? But who cares?!?! It's here!
And I thought I'd write a few lines before I go out for my Friday night drive, which, tonight, is a beautiful Friday night drive, as Mother Nature is in a REALLY good mood tonight. Couldn't ask for more perfect weather.
Ya know, I just stopped for a minute, just now, to look out of my bedroom window. In the back of our house is a pond, to which we lovingly refer as "the lake." But it's beautiful scenery, nonetheless. If I can get a pic of it on here, I'll show ya.
But, I digress, as usual.
Sometimes, I wonder what in the world possessed me to agree to move out here. Then, it is on days like these that I am completely thankful for doing so. It is quiet, it is beautiful, and there is no smog. Yet. If the town keeps progressing like they say it will, who knows. But, for now, I am enjoying living in the middle of nowhere.
You see, in NJ, I'd have to drive for quite a while to get to "nowhere." But, all I have to do is go about a mile down the road, and there I am. I love it.
Well, I think I'm just on a Friday high, about to become a night drive-Starbucks-cheaper gas-nighttime air-type high. I'm also jazzed because I've got some new tunes as well.
Peter Bradley Adams, formerly one half of the group Easmountainsouth, has put out a solo EP, and I was completely disappointed because it sold out. However, thanks to the magic of ebay, I was able to purchase a copy for $0.08 plus $3.95 shipping. Can't beat that. And it is such a gorgeous CD. His voice is angelic, as is Kat Maslich-Bode's, formerly the other half of Eastmountainsouth. I can't wait until she puts out some promised new tuneage. I will definitely miss hearing new tunes from the two of them together, though. EMS's self-titled CD is in my top 5 all-time favorite CDs. Along with Train's Drops of Jupiter, Tom Kimmel's Circle Back Home, and a couple others, on which I haven't decided yet.
Anywho, I will stop here. Few things to do before I head on out. Later taters.
Friday, May 12, 2006
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
last day
Hello all, or, the one or two of you that may be reading. What's the title about? Well, today is, according to my lovely sister, the last day of my twenties. How nice of her to point that out.
I have mixed feelings about this transition. I enjoyed my twenties. I learned a lot, loved a lot, hurt a lot, and blah blah blah'd a lot. All in all, my twenties were a pretty nice experience, which is why I feel bad leaving them behind.
But, on the other hand, I think it's time to move on. And, what better kick in the butt to get me there than Father Time? Mother Nature and Father Time. What a couple. Evil.
But, I digress.
I'm trying to embrace this as gracefully as I know how. I never thought I would be one of those that would dread the big 3-0, but I am. And it could just be me overthinking things. Me? I know. I wouldn't believe it either.
Anyhow, it's only a number, right? Yeah. Right. And a thousand obnoxious comments from my family, friends, coworkers, etc. Even from my mother, which I didn't expect. But it's ok. I'm gonna be ok. *sniff*
Well, there's a lot going on in my head about this jump from one cliff to another, but I have somewhat of a headache, so you'll have to do the psychic thing.
On a happier note, I discovered an awesome band today called The Ruse. I am a subscriber to Freshtracksmusic.com, where you pay $5 a month, and you have access to download legally unlimited songs from a bunch of independent and up-and-coming artists. It's fantastic. I've been a member for about three years now, and they've come a long way and obtained a lot more bands/musicians.
So, yeah, The Ruse. They're going to be in Springfield, MO on Monday night at 8:30. I'm not sure if I'm going to make it since it's an hour and a half away, and I have to work that day. I know, I'm turning 30, not 70. If I had a concert buddy whom I can drag along with me, I would go in a heartbeat. Don't get me wrong--I love doing things on my own, but those things are outdoorsy, exploring type things. I'm not crazy about going to shows and social event thingamabobbers alone.
Well, you should check out their music. They're on the Almighty MySpace too. Who isn't?
OK, I'm going to stop farting around and go back to working on some digital art that I will try to post here when I get done.
So, until next time, enjoy The Ruse, wish me luck, and don't eat any worms. (got that one from my roomie/coworker; must be a Midwest thing)
http://www.rusemusic.com/
http://www.myspace.com/rusemusic
I have mixed feelings about this transition. I enjoyed my twenties. I learned a lot, loved a lot, hurt a lot, and blah blah blah'd a lot. All in all, my twenties were a pretty nice experience, which is why I feel bad leaving them behind.
But, on the other hand, I think it's time to move on. And, what better kick in the butt to get me there than Father Time? Mother Nature and Father Time. What a couple. Evil.
But, I digress.
I'm trying to embrace this as gracefully as I know how. I never thought I would be one of those that would dread the big 3-0, but I am. And it could just be me overthinking things. Me? I know. I wouldn't believe it either.
Anyhow, it's only a number, right? Yeah. Right. And a thousand obnoxious comments from my family, friends, coworkers, etc. Even from my mother, which I didn't expect. But it's ok. I'm gonna be ok. *sniff*
Well, there's a lot going on in my head about this jump from one cliff to another, but I have somewhat of a headache, so you'll have to do the psychic thing.
On a happier note, I discovered an awesome band today called The Ruse. I am a subscriber to Freshtracksmusic.com, where you pay $5 a month, and you have access to download legally unlimited songs from a bunch of independent and up-and-coming artists. It's fantastic. I've been a member for about three years now, and they've come a long way and obtained a lot more bands/musicians.
So, yeah, The Ruse. They're going to be in Springfield, MO on Monday night at 8:30. I'm not sure if I'm going to make it since it's an hour and a half away, and I have to work that day. I know, I'm turning 30, not 70. If I had a concert buddy whom I can drag along with me, I would go in a heartbeat. Don't get me wrong--I love doing things on my own, but those things are outdoorsy, exploring type things. I'm not crazy about going to shows and social event thingamabobbers alone.
Well, you should check out their music. They're on the Almighty MySpace too. Who isn't?
OK, I'm going to stop farting around and go back to working on some digital art that I will try to post here when I get done.
So, until next time, enjoy The Ruse, wish me luck, and don't eat any worms. (got that one from my roomie/coworker; must be a Midwest thing)
http://www.rusemusic.com/
http://www.myspace.com/rusemusic
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Alrighty.
Helloooooo out there. I'm trying this out because it looks more sophisticated than the blog on Myspace. And I'm hoping it works a lot faster.
Anywho, it's 11:12pm, and I'm wondering if my cotton sheets are clean. If not, I'm going to have to put the flannel ones back on, and, well, it's a bit warm for that. So, I'm hoping I can find some clean cotton sheets. And it's 11:12pm. I may just wing it for the night and throw a cotton something or other over the bed.
But! A huge load was taken off this evening. I've spent all day trying to book a flight for my mom to visit my sis, and I couldn't find a thing. Well, not anything affordable that wasn't going to take her into the pits of hell, I mean, Chicago or Washington, DC. I wouldn't care if it were just me, but I would be worried about her. Besides, it wouldn't be me because I would DRIVE. I don't believe in flying unless it's absolutely necessary. I swear by driving. I swear.
But, anyway, I digress. I almost didn't get to the reason why I felt there was a load off of my shoulders. Because I found a NONSTOP flight from Kansas City! Um, I didn't think such a thing existed. So, after a full day of searching and swearing and slamming, I finally found this gem, on the airline's site, of all places. Go figure.
OK, stay tuned, because I'm going to attempt some Photo Blogs on here. I'm not sure if that works, but we can only try. We? Who's we? Are you French? I.
Anywho, it's 11:12pm, and I'm wondering if my cotton sheets are clean. If not, I'm going to have to put the flannel ones back on, and, well, it's a bit warm for that. So, I'm hoping I can find some clean cotton sheets. And it's 11:12pm. I may just wing it for the night and throw a cotton something or other over the bed.
But! A huge load was taken off this evening. I've spent all day trying to book a flight for my mom to visit my sis, and I couldn't find a thing. Well, not anything affordable that wasn't going to take her into the pits of hell, I mean, Chicago or Washington, DC. I wouldn't care if it were just me, but I would be worried about her. Besides, it wouldn't be me because I would DRIVE. I don't believe in flying unless it's absolutely necessary. I swear by driving. I swear.
But, anyway, I digress. I almost didn't get to the reason why I felt there was a load off of my shoulders. Because I found a NONSTOP flight from Kansas City! Um, I didn't think such a thing existed. So, after a full day of searching and swearing and slamming, I finally found this gem, on the airline's site, of all places. Go figure.
OK, stay tuned, because I'm going to attempt some Photo Blogs on here. I'm not sure if that works, but we can only try. We? Who's we? Are you French? I.
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