First of all...
Sorry for my lack of presence on here. I *kinda* have a girlfriend now. She has been staying here quite a bit and she doesn't know about my evil (SG) other side. I don't want her to know, not because I am ashamed but that I want this to be my sanctuary away from her. So no SG while she is here. I'd hate to skip straight to the end but I really don't see myself with this girl long term but I am actually getting the "adult time" quite often and don't wanna call it off without having something better lined up. Is that wrong of me to think that way? I feel like a dick but those of you who know me know I NEVER get the sexin so I need to be gettin while the gettins good... or frequent. I met a girl last night that I thought was really cool but a friend of mine is trying to work it. I got the impression from her that she was more into me. I can't do that to him... but it's not like they are going out or anything. OK now I'm a dick for trying to steal girls away from friends. What is happening to me?
Come on SG friends, what do I do?
OK, well I guess it is about time for me to update.
Work has been overly stressful this week. The (not so) famous Nashville Flood has made me have to kick it into overdrive in order to keep up. For those of you who really didn't know what happened...
There is a place here called Sound Check that is a multi-building warehouse that has stages for pretour production, 250-300 "lockers" where every major touring musician and studio musician store their gear, along with offices and parking for tour trailers. It also happens to be the largest of it's kind... in the world. Sound Check happens to sit by the Cumberland river. The river bank is normally about 10' below the parking lot. The bay doors sit about 4' above the parking lot. On Monday afternoon, May 3rd, there was 5-6 feet of water above that. The following Saturday, I volunteered to help at was called"The Sound Check Triage @Ambrose". An off-site warehouse where they were bringing gear over from Sound Check to assess the damage. This was the guitar apocalypse! I personally disassembled a dozen or so guitars to salvage what we could. Acoustic guitars were a lost cause. My focus was on a couple of smaller touring act but was assisting with Peter Frampton and John Fogerty's gear. I held Fampton's #1 guitar, trashed. Fogerty had the first guitar he ever owned, the one hos father gave to him, trashed. Fogerty also had a custom Louisville Slugger Guitar, completely water logged. I didn't get to assist with but did see Keith Urban's stuff along with Lynyrd Skynrd's stage. Plus, I watched a man open his own case which held a $1,000,000 1959 Gibson ES335 Custom... and cry. Not only was the dollar amount staggering but the historical value is unmeasurable. How do you put a price tag on the 1958 Explorer that wrote and recorder "Freebird", the same guitar which was one of the only surviving pieces of gear to come out of the plane crash that kill most of Skynrd. We will never have that back. To say the least, it was a sad day in this town.
Now, to come full circle, why is my job more stressful? Well I live in one of the largest musical cities in the world, I work for the largest Music retail company in the world, the largest store in Nashville and I work in the Professional division which deals with the major tour artist, studio musicians and studios themselves. Guess how many there are in my division? 3. Usually around this time of year, we are supplying tours with some backup essentials and maybe a guitar or two. Now, I am tracking down 30 of this or 20 of that. Today, for an example, I had to find 3- $3000 custom basses by Monday. One is difficult but doable. 3 is (nearly) impossible. I say nearly because I got them all. It's my fucking job! Working from 9-7 or so everyday with this much drama does not make Mikey a happy camper.
What does make Mikey a happy camper is getting the sex! I didn't even have to pay for it. I'm not even going to say how long it's been but trust me, it's a while. The next day we texted a bit but then I didn't hear from her. Spooks, my roommate, said "Don't call her. You hit her up the day after and now it's her move. If she doesn't call, oh well." Easy for someone to say who is getting it regularly. She finally texted me today. Apparently she was waiting on me to call or text her because her friends told her the same thing Spooks told me. Why is it so Taboo to tell someone you like them without going through the proper procedures? I like you Dmac! I like you Madscience! Was that so hard!
I think I've blown you all up too much for one sitting. The next installment will include this girl who is moving here from Chicago and wants to start hanging out.
Work has been overly stressful this week. The (not so) famous Nashville Flood has made me have to kick it into overdrive in order to keep up. For those of you who really didn't know what happened...
There is a place here called Sound Check that is a multi-building warehouse that has stages for pretour production, 250-300 "lockers" where every major touring musician and studio musician store their gear, along with offices and parking for tour trailers. It also happens to be the largest of it's kind... in the world. Sound Check happens to sit by the Cumberland river. The river bank is normally about 10' below the parking lot. The bay doors sit about 4' above the parking lot. On Monday afternoon, May 3rd, there was 5-6 feet of water above that. The following Saturday, I volunteered to help at was called"The Sound Check Triage @Ambrose". An off-site warehouse where they were bringing gear over from Sound Check to assess the damage. This was the guitar apocalypse! I personally disassembled a dozen or so guitars to salvage what we could. Acoustic guitars were a lost cause. My focus was on a couple of smaller touring act but was assisting with Peter Frampton and John Fogerty's gear. I held Fampton's #1 guitar, trashed. Fogerty had the first guitar he ever owned, the one hos father gave to him, trashed. Fogerty also had a custom Louisville Slugger Guitar, completely water logged. I didn't get to assist with but did see Keith Urban's stuff along with Lynyrd Skynrd's stage. Plus, I watched a man open his own case which held a $1,000,000 1959 Gibson ES335 Custom... and cry. Not only was the dollar amount staggering but the historical value is unmeasurable. How do you put a price tag on the 1958 Explorer that wrote and recorder "Freebird", the same guitar which was one of the only surviving pieces of gear to come out of the plane crash that kill most of Skynrd. We will never have that back. To say the least, it was a sad day in this town.
Now, to come full circle, why is my job more stressful? Well I live in one of the largest musical cities in the world, I work for the largest Music retail company in the world, the largest store in Nashville and I work in the Professional division which deals with the major tour artist, studio musicians and studios themselves. Guess how many there are in my division? 3. Usually around this time of year, we are supplying tours with some backup essentials and maybe a guitar or two. Now, I am tracking down 30 of this or 20 of that. Today, for an example, I had to find 3- $3000 custom basses by Monday. One is difficult but doable. 3 is (nearly) impossible. I say nearly because I got them all. It's my fucking job! Working from 9-7 or so everyday with this much drama does not make Mikey a happy camper.
What does make Mikey a happy camper is getting the sex! I didn't even have to pay for it. I'm not even going to say how long it's been but trust me, it's a while. The next day we texted a bit but then I didn't hear from her. Spooks, my roommate, said "Don't call her. You hit her up the day after and now it's her move. If she doesn't call, oh well." Easy for someone to say who is getting it regularly. She finally texted me today. Apparently she was waiting on me to call or text her because her friends told her the same thing Spooks told me. Why is it so Taboo to tell someone you like them without going through the proper procedures? I like you Dmac! I like you Madscience! Was that so hard!
I think I've blown you all up too much for one sitting. The next installment will include this girl who is moving here from Chicago and wants to start hanging out.
I just realized that I have been on here for just over 5 years!!
And oddly enough I made a 5 year comment on my first blog
Nope, he's still alive.
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In girl news... Nothing great. This girl I have gone out with a couple times I kinda dig but she is interacting with me like a friend. Twice now I have gone in for a kiss at the end of the night and twice I have gotten the turned head. WTF?! Morning after the second one I sent her a text (she is a huge texter):
Me: Where did I go wrong?
Her: You didn't!! I just don't want to note into anything too fast. I have a lot going through my head.
Me: I think you are interesting and adorable but if you are not into this, you need to tell me.
That was Friday morning. Still haven't heard anything. Do I call her? Do I chalk it up as another loss? Do I wait? This is why I never try.
And oddly enough I made a 5 year comment on my first blog
Nope, he's still alive.
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In girl news... Nothing great. This girl I have gone out with a couple times I kinda dig but she is interacting with me like a friend. Twice now I have gone in for a kiss at the end of the night and twice I have gotten the turned head. WTF?! Morning after the second one I sent her a text (she is a huge texter):
Me: Where did I go wrong?
Her: You didn't!! I just don't want to note into anything too fast. I have a lot going through my head.
Me: I think you are interesting and adorable but if you are not into this, you need to tell me.
That was Friday morning. Still haven't heard anything. Do I call her? Do I chalk it up as another loss? Do I wait? This is why I never try.
Goddamn! When it rains, it pours. An I'm not talking about the flooding here in Nashville. Now there are 2 girls that want to go out with me. WTF? This could be real bad real fast.
I've been talking to a girl on the phone and some texting that I met on the Craigslist. I might have to meet her. Or maybe that would be a bad idea (see profile name above). I have to try sometime...
Dirty Dee and the Sweaty Meat Myspace is officially up and running. Tell me honestly how the songs came out since I have to track, edit, mix and master them myself. Not super pro but I think I did alright.
The Gristle Wagon (name still pending) is up and running again after the starter started shooting sparks and almost caught on file. What do you mean the positive and negatives are not suppose to touch? It's OK. I only arc welded the terminals together. First thing we need it for is this Sunday as we open for...
P E E L A N D E R - Z
It's a song about me! Soooo excited! We have 3 of our songs completely done which we will give away at the show. Peelander-Z is right up our alley. They should love us.
(Complete change of direction)
I think I work at the American Idol store. We usually send stuff to Carrie Underwood's band while out on tour, Chris Sligh just dropped $13k on studio equipment and Bo Bice (who is an exceptionally nice guy BTW) bought a guitar processor today. I don't even watch the show which makes for an interesting conversation with them.
Unfortunatley, I did not win the Powerball for $258 million... but this guy did.
Jesus hillbilly! Buy some new teeth!
No, really. He actually did win it.
P E E L A N D E R - Z
It's a song about me! Soooo excited! We have 3 of our songs completely done which we will give away at the show. Peelander-Z is right up our alley. They should love us.
(Complete change of direction)
I think I work at the American Idol store. We usually send stuff to Carrie Underwood's band while out on tour, Chris Sligh just dropped $13k on studio equipment and Bo Bice (who is an exceptionally nice guy BTW) bought a guitar processor today. I don't even watch the show which makes for an interesting conversation with them.
Unfortunatley, I did not win the Powerball for $258 million... but this guy did.
Jesus hillbilly! Buy some new teeth!
No, really. He actually did win it.
