since i've been on the road, i don't have any music other than the music on my hard drive to listen to, and that's mostly 80s and 90s hits, plus my collection of mixtapes i've made in the last two years. and those mixtapes are actually quite good. maybe i have a real skill!
anyway, i'm working on two new ones right now. one is the most heartbreakingly heartbreaking love songs, inspired by "most of the time" from the "high fidelity" soundtrack, and the other one is going to be a speed metal mix.
also, i'm about to learn how to roll cigarettes. again. sigh.
Jun 6, 2008
i had a dream
last night, that involved me and a ton of other people who i didn't know (but my family was there). we were on this really sandy, deserty ridge, where we apparently made our living as some sort of wandering-type tribe. i believe the word i was looking for was "nomadic".
anyway, we were all wandering around and suddenly this huge thunderstorm/tornado/hurricane kicked up (yeah, in the desert, which was also just a few miles from pullman in my dream). everyone panicked and nobody knew what to do, except for me because i remembered that there was this abandoned auditorium-thing a few miles south of us. so we made a run for it and got there just ahead of the storm. we all hunkered down in the auditorium and rode out the storm (which was like 2 hours in the dream world of absolute terror). then the storm subsided, and i had to lead all the people back out into the desert to find food, but just as soon as we all left the building, some screamed "sasquatch!!" and literally hundreds of huge, hairy, black sasquatches came running over the dunes and just started fucking killing everyone.
so we had to retreat to the auditorium and fashion crude melee weapons out of found objects to fend off the sasquatches. i was just about to lead the people in battle against them when i woke up.
also, two nights ago there was a huge thunderstorm in real life (as there is just about every night in summer in ohio) and it coincided with this dream i had that i was being slowly eaten by a dragon (legs first) and everytime it would thunder in real life the dragon would roar. when it finally bit through my skull there was a really loud crash of thunder and i woke up.
jesus.
anyway, we were all wandering around and suddenly this huge thunderstorm/tornado/hurricane kicked up (yeah, in the desert, which was also just a few miles from pullman in my dream). everyone panicked and nobody knew what to do, except for me because i remembered that there was this abandoned auditorium-thing a few miles south of us. so we made a run for it and got there just ahead of the storm. we all hunkered down in the auditorium and rode out the storm (which was like 2 hours in the dream world of absolute terror). then the storm subsided, and i had to lead all the people back out into the desert to find food, but just as soon as we all left the building, some screamed "sasquatch!!" and literally hundreds of huge, hairy, black sasquatches came running over the dunes and just started fucking killing everyone.
so we had to retreat to the auditorium and fashion crude melee weapons out of found objects to fend off the sasquatches. i was just about to lead the people in battle against them when i woke up.
also, two nights ago there was a huge thunderstorm in real life (as there is just about every night in summer in ohio) and it coincided with this dream i had that i was being slowly eaten by a dragon (legs first) and everytime it would thunder in real life the dragon would roar. when it finally bit through my skull there was a really loud crash of thunder and i woke up.
jesus.
i am currently not wearing underwear.
this might be another one of those make-it-or-break-it posts. you know, the ones that i post totally realizing that it will probably either a) alienate the fuck out of some readers, b) make me look like a complete maniac to some readers, or c) accomplish both. i suppose it depends on how squeamish you are about underclothes.
i came up to kent for two days yesterday morning, thanks to andrea, who risked being late to her job by getting completely-ass lost in canton while trying to pick me up and give me a ride. i like to think that because i gave her a piggyback ride for like 100 feet last night that makes us even, but it probably doesn't.
anyway, i spent most of the day at scribbles coffee co., which as i may or may not have mentioned, is this new kick-ass coffee shop right on the north edge of downtown (which means nobody knows it's down there except for the sort of people you'd want to run into in a coffee shop in the first place). i got to do a number of pretty excellent things during my five or so hour tenure there, like drink peppermint hot chocolate, watch an adorable four year old girl fucking jam out on a tiny pink guitar, sit in an number of insanely awesome chairs, listen to the recording i made of my brother's senior recital, read a book that i just bought for a friend of mine before giving it to them, and...oh yeah, catch up with my best friends, who i haven't seen in six months.
from there, we had to drop andrea's car off at her house, because she had "let" me "borrow" it for "the afternoon". this was made slightly complicated because i had to navigate to the house mostly based on 5 year-old memories. but it worked, eventually. the next hour was spent on me buying a box of cinnamon squares, a pair of 99 cent thick-black-frame sunglasses, and rainbow striped flip flops to eat and wear the rest of the day. after that, we had to drive to stow to get john's scrabble board, which meant i got to visit his awesome cat and see his mom, which is always a pleasure (and i mean that completely unironically).
after that, there was some afternoon bar-drinking, some scrabble-playing, and then, if i don't have the sequence of events messed up in my brain, we went to taco tontos (of a-few-posts-down-story fame) and i blew an unacceptable amount of cash on an unacceptable amount of food for myself.
we met up there with andrea later and then somehow ended up formulating a half-assed plan (which actually worked to perfection) to sneak into towner's woods after dark by parking in brady lake and sneaking through some people's backyards, across some train tracks (you know how i feel about this part) and then actually right onto the path that follows the south edge of the woods. being in towner's woods in the middle of the night is a little creepy, and more than a little hard-to-see-where-you're-walking, but we made our way to lake pippen and jumped in the lake (to be honest, i was only in the water for like 10 minutes and maybe actually under the water for like 10 seconds because it was ridiculously cold). since we obviously hadn't come with towels, swimsuits, etc. this entailed using my boxers as a swimsuit. and they still aren't dry. this is somwhat vexing. however, pretty much the entirety of yesterday was so awesome that i think i can get over it. i just wish i had had the foresight to wear something other than boxers with santa claus on them.
see? that wasn't so bad. you probably thought this was going to be some story about some crazy, creepy, multi-partner sexual escapade or something like that. if you're still with me, i applaud you.
oh, also i ate an omelette at an all-night diner last night. i used to love omelettes, but i stopped eating them in the last few years because they always made me sick. this one (obviously) hasn't done so, though. that's encouraging.
i came up to kent for two days yesterday morning, thanks to andrea, who risked being late to her job by getting completely-ass lost in canton while trying to pick me up and give me a ride. i like to think that because i gave her a piggyback ride for like 100 feet last night that makes us even, but it probably doesn't.
anyway, i spent most of the day at scribbles coffee co., which as i may or may not have mentioned, is this new kick-ass coffee shop right on the north edge of downtown (which means nobody knows it's down there except for the sort of people you'd want to run into in a coffee shop in the first place). i got to do a number of pretty excellent things during my five or so hour tenure there, like drink peppermint hot chocolate, watch an adorable four year old girl fucking jam out on a tiny pink guitar, sit in an number of insanely awesome chairs, listen to the recording i made of my brother's senior recital, read a book that i just bought for a friend of mine before giving it to them, and...oh yeah, catch up with my best friends, who i haven't seen in six months.
from there, we had to drop andrea's car off at her house, because she had "let" me "borrow" it for "the afternoon". this was made slightly complicated because i had to navigate to the house mostly based on 5 year-old memories. but it worked, eventually. the next hour was spent on me buying a box of cinnamon squares, a pair of 99 cent thick-black-frame sunglasses, and rainbow striped flip flops to eat and wear the rest of the day. after that, we had to drive to stow to get john's scrabble board, which meant i got to visit his awesome cat and see his mom, which is always a pleasure (and i mean that completely unironically).
after that, there was some afternoon bar-drinking, some scrabble-playing, and then, if i don't have the sequence of events messed up in my brain, we went to taco tontos (of a-few-posts-down-story fame) and i blew an unacceptable amount of cash on an unacceptable amount of food for myself.
we met up there with andrea later and then somehow ended up formulating a half-assed plan (which actually worked to perfection) to sneak into towner's woods after dark by parking in brady lake and sneaking through some people's backyards, across some train tracks (you know how i feel about this part) and then actually right onto the path that follows the south edge of the woods. being in towner's woods in the middle of the night is a little creepy, and more than a little hard-to-see-where-you're-walking, but we made our way to lake pippen and jumped in the lake (to be honest, i was only in the water for like 10 minutes and maybe actually under the water for like 10 seconds because it was ridiculously cold). since we obviously hadn't come with towels, swimsuits, etc. this entailed using my boxers as a swimsuit. and they still aren't dry. this is somwhat vexing. however, pretty much the entirety of yesterday was so awesome that i think i can get over it. i just wish i had had the foresight to wear something other than boxers with santa claus on them.
see? that wasn't so bad. you probably thought this was going to be some story about some crazy, creepy, multi-partner sexual escapade or something like that. if you're still with me, i applaud you.
oh, also i ate an omelette at an all-night diner last night. i used to love omelettes, but i stopped eating them in the last few years because they always made me sick. this one (obviously) hasn't done so, though. that's encouraging.
Jun 5, 2008
able-bodied rolling railing rubber baby buggy bumpers
i'm all twitchy. i'm drinking peppermint hot chocolate even though it's 95 degrees out today, and the northeast ohio humidity is straining the shit out of the scribbles coffee co.'s AC unit. fortunately, after a few hours of sitting here working, i've managed to get to a point where i can peel my shirt away from my skin so they are no longer a single unit of heat-containment and stickiness.
i was thinking about going to see the raconteurs on june 9th in columbus, but it has become clear to me in the last few days that my new mission in life is to buy a digital videocamera and make homemade urban exploration films. so, since both of those things cost money and one is a life-mission and the other isn't...well, it makes sense to prioritize the videocamera.
i've spent the last few days sitting around in a contained AC bubble, eating and drinking my fill and catching up with my parents (which mostly consists of trying to flag them down while they run around trying to plan this caribbean trip). so it's nice to get out in the humidity, to walk around town and see other people walking around and enjoying the weather and talking, and not really getting down about things they have to do, or places they have to be...it's cool. i love the vibe here; that's definitely why it's my favorite place (usually) on earth. it's sort of laid-back and chill like pullman/moscow, but there's also this undercurrent of intense emotion and concern and comtemplation, whereas back in pullman it seems like everyone's so laid back that they don't actually care about doing anything other than maintaining the status quo or at the most presenting some absolutely idealistic and ridiculous solution to a problem without concerning themselves with the logical or logistical minutiae.
anyway, it's good to be here. i should be hanging out for the next day or two before it's back to columbus for the OSU graduation. so i'll try to keep updating some stuff. to be fair, though, i likely won't be posting much in the way of photos (no camera, though i'm working on that) or videos or music or anything until i get settled back in in pullman in july. but if you want to know what i'm up to, definitely keep checking back.
i was thinking about going to see the raconteurs on june 9th in columbus, but it has become clear to me in the last few days that my new mission in life is to buy a digital videocamera and make homemade urban exploration films. so, since both of those things cost money and one is a life-mission and the other isn't...well, it makes sense to prioritize the videocamera.
i've spent the last few days sitting around in a contained AC bubble, eating and drinking my fill and catching up with my parents (which mostly consists of trying to flag them down while they run around trying to plan this caribbean trip). so it's nice to get out in the humidity, to walk around town and see other people walking around and enjoying the weather and talking, and not really getting down about things they have to do, or places they have to be...it's cool. i love the vibe here; that's definitely why it's my favorite place (usually) on earth. it's sort of laid-back and chill like pullman/moscow, but there's also this undercurrent of intense emotion and concern and comtemplation, whereas back in pullman it seems like everyone's so laid back that they don't actually care about doing anything other than maintaining the status quo or at the most presenting some absolutely idealistic and ridiculous solution to a problem without concerning themselves with the logical or logistical minutiae.
anyway, it's good to be here. i should be hanging out for the next day or two before it's back to columbus for the OSU graduation. so i'll try to keep updating some stuff. to be fair, though, i likely won't be posting much in the way of photos (no camera, though i'm working on that) or videos or music or anything until i get settled back in in pullman in july. but if you want to know what i'm up to, definitely keep checking back.
Jun 4, 2008
re: disappointment of loyal fans
sorry i haven't been updating much. i'm back in ohio and thus far it's been a bit difficult to do anything internet-wise on this 11 year-old computer (seriously). i think i've coerced firefox into being semi-reasonable about posting though, so things may pick up from here.
however, facebook is still being a pain, so if you sent me any facebook messages, it might be awhile until i respond.
'tis all for now.
however, facebook is still being a pain, so if you sent me any facebook messages, it might be awhile until i respond.
'tis all for now.
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