UUUUUuuup-date!
Changed the name, put up new pics. (see!, hooray, woo!)
Shaved the head. (Tried to cut it, fucked it up, shaved it off.)
Fucked up the guitar I'm making. (tried to glue it, didn't glue, got mad, threw it.)
That's about it I think...
Oh yeah, moving to Sacramento. (Hooray!)
I'm outies on the 13th of June.
Gonna focus on my photography, and maybe find a job with it, and go to school for it, and live it, and breath it, and sleep it...
Fuckwhathellyeah!
Changed the name, put up new pics. (see!, hooray, woo!)
Shaved the head. (Tried to cut it, fucked it up, shaved it off.)
Fucked up the guitar I'm making. (tried to glue it, didn't glue, got mad, threw it.)
That's about it I think...
Oh yeah, moving to Sacramento. (Hooray!)
I'm outies on the 13th of June.
Gonna focus on my photography, and maybe find a job with it, and go to school for it, and live it, and breath it, and sleep it...
Fuckwhathellyeah!
Gah, wtf did SG do to the layout this time?
Anywho... Developed a shat load of pics in class the other day, so yeay. Maybe I'll scan some ans put 'em up. Cause I'm old school 35mm. And I can't afford a digital. A good digital that is. I have the crap-tastic kind. Horray.
And since there is at least one person who want's to see the progress (progress, lmao)...
Here is the body.
Yeah, real progress, eh? I have to wait for a lot of parts to come in before a lot gets done. Plus I still have to shave off a quater inch of wood AND level it out to glue on the faceplate. It could take seconds with the right tools... BUT NOOOO. I might get by with a orbital sander, even then... a quarter inch? Yeah...
MEANWHILE...
As for other projects, such as when I've been doing so much sanding and chisling and planing on the main project, I got around to fixing the old broken one...
It was...
It's now...
It was an iAXE, made with a USB port to plug in the lappy. Not bad for a $100 guitar, eh? Yeah, it broke. Sound cut out. Nothin'. Tore it apart, sanded the white shit off, carved it smooth and gave it a clear oil finish. Now it's fuckin' sexy. I effed up a pickup, which I had to sodder back together, along with half the wiring. There is a little (very minor) tic with the sound (BUT THERE"S SOUND!). There's a bad connection in there somewhere, so the volume has to be at 9-10 or I get a nasty buzz. Oh well.
Speaking of beautiful and guitars...
Kaki King - Playing with Pink Noise.
Anywho... Developed a shat load of pics in class the other day, so yeay. Maybe I'll scan some ans put 'em up. Cause I'm old school 35mm. And I can't afford a digital. A good digital that is. I have the crap-tastic kind. Horray.
And since there is at least one person who want's to see the progress (progress, lmao)...
Here is the body.
Yeah, real progress, eh? I have to wait for a lot of parts to come in before a lot gets done. Plus I still have to shave off a quater inch of wood AND level it out to glue on the faceplate. It could take seconds with the right tools... BUT NOOOO. I might get by with a orbital sander, even then... a quarter inch? Yeah...
MEANWHILE...
As for other projects, such as when I've been doing so much sanding and chisling and planing on the main project, I got around to fixing the old broken one...
It was...
It's now...
It was an iAXE, made with a USB port to plug in the lappy. Not bad for a $100 guitar, eh? Yeah, it broke. Sound cut out. Nothin'. Tore it apart, sanded the white shit off, carved it smooth and gave it a clear oil finish. Now it's fuckin' sexy. I effed up a pickup, which I had to sodder back together, along with half the wiring. There is a little (very minor) tic with the sound (BUT THERE"S SOUND!). There's a bad connection in there somewhere, so the volume has to be at 9-10 or I get a nasty buzz. Oh well.
Speaking of beautiful and guitars...
Kaki King - Playing with Pink Noise.
Flippin board on my night off, and nothin to do. Yeay. Might do a few things with my project, but there really is little I can do without making a bunch of noise and waking people up. Oh well...
The beginning:
I might post as I go on, depending on the timing and if I remember to take pictures.
And just for the hell of it, and because it's just so awsome, here's some tunes.
If you like real good mellow blues, hit play and stick around.
Kelly Joe Phelps - River Rat Jimmy
Does any know how effin hard it is to find good music from out of the US? Where the fuck can I find the CDs? No one has them to download...
Oi, SG isn't supporting my roosky text.
This video makes my little heart melt a little. <3
Slot-
Oi, SG isn't supporting my roosky text.
This video makes my little heart melt a little. <3
Slot-
I am the fire.
Speak less, think more. I am the fire.
School is awesome, even though people still look at me funny.
I estimate... I should have my camera by the end of the month.
Hello digital age.
I am...
Speak less, think more. I am the fire.
School is awesome, even though people still look at me funny.
I estimate... I should have my camera by the end of the month.
Hello digital age.
I am...
At what point should one feel like they don't belong?
I feel like I creep people out. Like there's this eerie vibe coming off of me that disturbs people. Maybe I just come off creepy... I'm sure there might be some psychological explanation for it. I think about joining social groups, with similar interests. A photography club, or a pagan group. I tried that with a group who played Irish Folk music every other week. I went to maybe learn a bit... I felt so out of place I was sweating half the time. I don't feel right around groups of people, like they stare at me... I feel like I shouldn't be here.
I feel like I should live out in the forest. I should be living with a family of wolves. I should bath in rivers and lakes. I feel like I should shun all human contact and live in a tree. But at the same time I don't want to. I enjoy people. I like taking pictures of them and talking to them. Sometimes. There are so few people that don't seem to be bothered with whatever that eerie vibe of mine is. Even some of my best friends will get very strange around me.
Fuck. I want to hang out with people. Meet new people. See new places. Learn things.
But every time I do I feel like an idiot, or an outcast, or just an all around failure.
I don't try to be a social outcast. All the people my age are in collage, having parties, doing shit. To them, I am a loser, a shut in, a bore. People older than me look at me like I'm some stupid kid. People younger than me look at me like I'm a a nobody.
I can't even ask questions without feeling like an idiot. Every time I do something off kilter, I feel like an ass. I feel like when I talk to people, they look at me like I'm a psycho.
I like who I am. I just don't know where I belong.
I feel like I creep people out. Like there's this eerie vibe coming off of me that disturbs people. Maybe I just come off creepy... I'm sure there might be some psychological explanation for it. I think about joining social groups, with similar interests. A photography club, or a pagan group. I tried that with a group who played Irish Folk music every other week. I went to maybe learn a bit... I felt so out of place I was sweating half the time. I don't feel right around groups of people, like they stare at me... I feel like I shouldn't be here.
I feel like I should live out in the forest. I should be living with a family of wolves. I should bath in rivers and lakes. I feel like I should shun all human contact and live in a tree. But at the same time I don't want to. I enjoy people. I like taking pictures of them and talking to them. Sometimes. There are so few people that don't seem to be bothered with whatever that eerie vibe of mine is. Even some of my best friends will get very strange around me.
Fuck. I want to hang out with people. Meet new people. See new places. Learn things.
But every time I do I feel like an idiot, or an outcast, or just an all around failure.
I don't try to be a social outcast. All the people my age are in collage, having parties, doing shit. To them, I am a loser, a shut in, a bore. People older than me look at me like I'm some stupid kid. People younger than me look at me like I'm a a nobody.
I can't even ask questions without feeling like an idiot. Every time I do something off kilter, I feel like an ass. I feel like when I talk to people, they look at me like I'm a psycho.
I like who I am. I just don't know where I belong.
*Oi*
Effin board and it's my night off work.
So I watched the video of Saddam getting hanged. Thought "It'd be different to see someone really get hanged." So I found it on you tube and my thoughts where quite the opposite. It's actually quite atrocious to see someone get hanged, despite the fact that they're an evil dictator as everyone says. And publicly too.
What was even worse was the massive string of comments that followed. It was at 87 pages last I saw. The content was terrible. Even was saying 'Fuck America' and 'Bush is a murderer' and 'I hope you American pieces of shit die'
My only thoughts are 'Wow, what the fuck did we do?"
Am I correct in assuming America was the one that stepped in a HANDED his ass over to the IRAQI GOV'T? His own damn people did this. And I know a lot of us Americans are saying 'Wow, I'm glad he's dead and all, but fuck...'
If I know the American gov't at all, we'd stuck his ass in a long line that rivals the DMV so he could sit and die of old age before his was put to death. Even then it would be by gas chamber.
And holy shit-balls, these people don't even live in the US! Most of them live in nations that owe America money.
I'm not saying I'm pro or con on anything. I'm only pro-pull-your-head-out-of-your-pompus-ass. Are these people even thinking for themselves?
Even the damned hippies get filled with propaganda. It's just coming from the other side.
Why can't we just get along? Respect each other?
I guess everything has just gotten to damned complicated. There is always someone who is not satisfied with the way things are.
Everyone seems to be up for complaining, but who wants to lead the revolution?
Effin board and it's my night off work.
So I watched the video of Saddam getting hanged. Thought "It'd be different to see someone really get hanged." So I found it on you tube and my thoughts where quite the opposite. It's actually quite atrocious to see someone get hanged, despite the fact that they're an evil dictator as everyone says. And publicly too.
What was even worse was the massive string of comments that followed. It was at 87 pages last I saw. The content was terrible. Even was saying 'Fuck America' and 'Bush is a murderer' and 'I hope you American pieces of shit die'
My only thoughts are 'Wow, what the fuck did we do?"
Am I correct in assuming America was the one that stepped in a HANDED his ass over to the IRAQI GOV'T? His own damn people did this. And I know a lot of us Americans are saying 'Wow, I'm glad he's dead and all, but fuck...'
If I know the American gov't at all, we'd stuck his ass in a long line that rivals the DMV so he could sit and die of old age before his was put to death. Even then it would be by gas chamber.
And holy shit-balls, these people don't even live in the US! Most of them live in nations that owe America money.
I'm not saying I'm pro or con on anything. I'm only pro-pull-your-head-out-of-your-pompus-ass. Are these people even thinking for themselves?
Even the damned hippies get filled with propaganda. It's just coming from the other side.
Why can't we just get along? Respect each other?
I guess everything has just gotten to damned complicated. There is always someone who is not satisfied with the way things are.
Everyone seems to be up for complaining, but who wants to lead the revolution?
