November Rain.....
No shows right now....
It's odd seeing as it's a long weekend. That's usually a big rock show time...It's dead. And I never really have much to write about when I'm not working. As my job tends to be the spur to thinking about anything interesting.
Plus, I've been using facebook and IM'ing allot. Which involves far more contacting people and really, its a great tool. From Larisa's Memorial, connecting with work-mates from long ago shows. Women I've been chatting with from the personals, ( It tends to take the edge off meet up though, which is a good thing if I suspect that she's a bit crazy. - I tend to reply to the crazy girls out of some strange draw. No matter how much I try to get a regular woman type to respond, they never do. I guess to them I don't sound like a catch. But, to the odd Tattooed ex-party girls with one too many debts and cats. I'm the favorite.)
It's funny how distance makes connection easier. Here in reality world I still can't get enough guts to say anything to the pretty redhead who works the desk around the corner at the dance centre. But if I found her on Skype, Facebook or we IM'ed I wouldn't even worry. And I wonder if this isn't just me...Because when I walk by the front door of the dance centre. She's got her head buried into a screen herself. probably Face-booking, Skyping or IM'ing somebody else.
It all the stems from being hurt in person. Or fearing it, time and time again. If someone negates you in person. you feel it personally. by email, MI, ichat, facebook whatever... that electronic distance acts as an armor of sorts. And, at the same time an intrigue. People seem far more interesting over the net versus in person thease days. And more open as well. They detail their status up front. A little less mystery, but just enough to interest us... Head-shots... their not just for actors anymore....
With Facebook the best thing has been trying to put together an electrical trade class for next year ( finding out if I have enough people for the seats in the classroom...) I'm actually kind of tired from typing all the replies. And, with iChat. Maybe even meeting with one of the few cool women I've met through the personals who lives in Boston. The plan currently is to connect in Vegas after Xmas. As it's cheap flight off season. And with the Cnd Dollar now at 1.10 American and projected to be near 1.20 by Feb.
Jamoramma and my new guitar were working along nicely. I Still haven't learnt Jean Jeanie but I've been working on Smoke on the water. Until the input jack decided to burn out. Which sucks because with Muhammad upstairs heading off to Egypt for, what he thinks is going to be a last visit. ( Which, means for me the chance to turn up the volume on my amp for once. )
I still think he's coming back. He's just kind of down and a bit embarassed. After he almost burnt down the building, trying to cheap out and once again not get a plumber to solder a pipe in the basement. My roommate was here and had the where-with-all to call the fire department. So all that's evident is a bit of smoke damage. Which has filtered up to the apartment. But the people downstairs are all wanting him to crack open the insurance and pay them out. And it was amazing the vigor that he's been showing in the last few days... Nailing doors shut downstairs. talking to all of us about the damage. probably phoning lawyers as well. All he needs is a good fight to fight... And, I'm glad it's the selfish arty types downstairs who think life owes them a massive cash buy out for a little smoke damage to their laptops.
No shows right now....
It's odd seeing as it's a long weekend. That's usually a big rock show time...It's dead. And I never really have much to write about when I'm not working. As my job tends to be the spur to thinking about anything interesting.
Plus, I've been using facebook and IM'ing allot. Which involves far more contacting people and really, its a great tool. From Larisa's Memorial, connecting with work-mates from long ago shows. Women I've been chatting with from the personals, ( It tends to take the edge off meet up though, which is a good thing if I suspect that she's a bit crazy. - I tend to reply to the crazy girls out of some strange draw. No matter how much I try to get a regular woman type to respond, they never do. I guess to them I don't sound like a catch. But, to the odd Tattooed ex-party girls with one too many debts and cats. I'm the favorite.)
It's funny how distance makes connection easier. Here in reality world I still can't get enough guts to say anything to the pretty redhead who works the desk around the corner at the dance centre. But if I found her on Skype, Facebook or we IM'ed I wouldn't even worry. And I wonder if this isn't just me...Because when I walk by the front door of the dance centre. She's got her head buried into a screen herself. probably Face-booking, Skyping or IM'ing somebody else.
It all the stems from being hurt in person. Or fearing it, time and time again. If someone negates you in person. you feel it personally. by email, MI, ichat, facebook whatever... that electronic distance acts as an armor of sorts. And, at the same time an intrigue. People seem far more interesting over the net versus in person thease days. And more open as well. They detail their status up front. A little less mystery, but just enough to interest us... Head-shots... their not just for actors anymore....
With Facebook the best thing has been trying to put together an electrical trade class for next year ( finding out if I have enough people for the seats in the classroom...) I'm actually kind of tired from typing all the replies. And, with iChat. Maybe even meeting with one of the few cool women I've met through the personals who lives in Boston. The plan currently is to connect in Vegas after Xmas. As it's cheap flight off season. And with the Cnd Dollar now at 1.10 American and projected to be near 1.20 by Feb.
Jamoramma and my new guitar were working along nicely. I Still haven't learnt Jean Jeanie but I've been working on Smoke on the water. Until the input jack decided to burn out. Which sucks because with Muhammad upstairs heading off to Egypt for, what he thinks is going to be a last visit. ( Which, means for me the chance to turn up the volume on my amp for once. )
I still think he's coming back. He's just kind of down and a bit embarassed. After he almost burnt down the building, trying to cheap out and once again not get a plumber to solder a pipe in the basement. My roommate was here and had the where-with-all to call the fire department. So all that's evident is a bit of smoke damage. Which has filtered up to the apartment. But the people downstairs are all wanting him to crack open the insurance and pay them out. And it was amazing the vigor that he's been showing in the last few days... Nailing doors shut downstairs. talking to all of us about the damage. probably phoning lawyers as well. All he needs is a good fight to fight... And, I'm glad it's the selfish arty types downstairs who think life owes them a massive cash buy out for a little smoke damage to their laptops.