Until I find the topic and the motivation that deserve and can produce a new post, I'll pass on this tid-bit. I am a fan of #12, particularly, but almost all of them are good.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Monday, May 7, 2007
desidiosus equus inefficax
Translation- loosely, this means "lazy = unproductive". This of course being a statement about me. I'm not being self-centered nor am I being defensive. I am merely pointing out the obvious and thus alluding to the cause for an absence of recent posts.
Most recently, the only thing worth mentioning is a recently attended concert. The venue: The Chameleon Club, the headliner: Anberlin... I'm not sure why this place is called The Chameleon Club. Despite it's drab, brick appearance and its ability to blend in with the surroundings, it failed to change color, and this camouflage failed to fool the few hundred fans that made their way through the entrance at 6pm on Wed. May 2nd.
The opening act was PlayRadioPlay. That's enough. I don't feel the need to grace them with any sort of hyperlink. Fortunately, they weren't on stage too long. Following them was Jonezetta. I thought these guys were pretty good. http://www.purevolume.com/jonezetta I'll let you decide for yourself (yourselves, making the leap that assumes more than one person might read this). The next band was Daphne loves Derby. Not only will I not provide a hyperlink, but I will not look up the name to confirm the spelling of Derby(ie). Their moment of redemption came when they closed with Hey Jude. This of course quickly became a crowd sing-along - swaying to and fro the whole time.
As mentioned earlier, Anberlin was the main attraction. http://www.purevolume.com/anberlin I became a huge fan in a short period of time. I had heard a handful of songs prior to the concert and bought tickets based on that limited sample. *As an aside- How about how Ticketmaster reached deep into my pockets and took me for an extra 50% after surcharges and fees.* Moving on... The performance was great. The music was good, and the band was personable. After leaving the stage and returning for an encore, they pulled out the acoustic guitars and treated everyone to a cover of Radiohead's Creep. It was a great ending to a great experience. Much to my dismay, I neglected to bring my camera. My proof of attendance is a CD, two blurry camera phone pics, and two clips that only verify I was somewhere with a subject in motion and blaring static as the audio accompaniment. Maybe I'll get another chance someday.
Most recently, the only thing worth mentioning is a recently attended concert. The venue: The Chameleon Club, the headliner: Anberlin... I'm not sure why this place is called The Chameleon Club. Despite it's drab, brick appearance and its ability to blend in with the surroundings, it failed to change color, and this camouflage failed to fool the few hundred fans that made their way through the entrance at 6pm on Wed. May 2nd.
The opening act was PlayRadioPlay. That's enough. I don't feel the need to grace them with any sort of hyperlink. Fortunately, they weren't on stage too long. Following them was Jonezetta. I thought these guys were pretty good. http://www.purevolume.com/jonezetta I'll let you decide for yourself (yourselves, making the leap that assumes more than one person might read this). The next band was Daphne loves Derby. Not only will I not provide a hyperlink, but I will not look up the name to confirm the spelling of Derby(ie). Their moment of redemption came when they closed with Hey Jude. This of course quickly became a crowd sing-along - swaying to and fro the whole time.
As mentioned earlier, Anberlin was the main attraction. http://www.purevolume.com/anberlin I became a huge fan in a short period of time. I had heard a handful of songs prior to the concert and bought tickets based on that limited sample. *As an aside- How about how Ticketmaster reached deep into my pockets and took me for an extra 50% after surcharges and fees.* Moving on... The performance was great. The music was good, and the band was personable. After leaving the stage and returning for an encore, they pulled out the acoustic guitars and treated everyone to a cover of Radiohead's Creep. It was a great ending to a great experience. Much to my dismay, I neglected to bring my camera. My proof of attendance is a CD, two blurry camera phone pics, and two clips that only verify I was somewhere with a subject in motion and blaring static as the audio accompaniment. Maybe I'll get another chance someday.
Friday, April 6, 2007
The Latest
So, here i sit. It's Friday, Good Friday, in fact, and I'm at work. This being, of course, attributable to the fact that I am employed by the gov. Presumably, we get Christmas off and not Easter, because Easter is, dare I say, still more religiously affiliated than it is commercially. I'm happy about that; I'd like another day off, but I'm glad it has retained some of it's meaning.
Over the past two weeks, I've seen a few movies and hit a few golf balls, played some tennis and racquetball, and cluttered my apartment. As none of this could be that exciting to a reader, I'll abstain from rehashing any of the aforementioned, movies withstanding. I watched "Reign over Me" in theaters. I wouldn't recommend it. It's 95% lead-up/ plot-building, and 5% inconclusive resolution. The acting, however, is good, and there are comic moments. ...just rent it. Don't bother renting "Children of Men". Not great acting, boring story, and not very entertaining.
Ok. It's about 0940, now. Seeing as how I have nothing to do today at the Inspector General office. (my new temporary assignment) I will try to pass the next 35 minutes until I can start watching CBS coverage of Amen Corner at the Masters @ Sportsline.com. GO TIGER!
Over the past two weeks, I've seen a few movies and hit a few golf balls, played some tennis and racquetball, and cluttered my apartment. As none of this could be that exciting to a reader, I'll abstain from rehashing any of the aforementioned, movies withstanding. I watched "Reign over Me" in theaters. I wouldn't recommend it. It's 95% lead-up/ plot-building, and 5% inconclusive resolution. The acting, however, is good, and there are comic moments. ...just rent it. Don't bother renting "Children of Men". Not great acting, boring story, and not very entertaining.
Ok. It's about 0940, now. Seeing as how I have nothing to do today at the Inspector General office. (my new temporary assignment) I will try to pass the next 35 minutes until I can start watching CBS coverage of Amen Corner at the Masters @ Sportsline.com. GO TIGER!
Rae's Creek
Monday, March 19, 2007
The missing month
Okay... I haven't been in foreign lands fighting tyranny or oppression, in the ICU with the plague, working on the world's next great opera, finding the cure to any of the many diseases that ail mankind, nor have I been island hopping in the South Pacific. What have I been? ...unmotivated and lazy. Today, I am home from work, sick. I find this the opportune moment to play catch-up. In an organized fashion, I'll do a 5-week recap.
February 16th marked 6 months with my fantastic girlfriend. This and a weather-related belated Valentine's Day were celebrated by a fine dining experience at Tavern on the Hill. Unless you are from this area, I don't expect you to have much of a clue as to this locale. The food was delicious and the atmosphere pleasant.
On Feb. 24, I saw The Number 23. All in all, I liked it. ...intriguing, thoughtful, dramatic, deemed to be worthwhile entertainment. It wasn't Secret Window, but I found it very interesting.
On Feb. 26, I took the F-bird to Firestone Complete Auto Care for a wiper blade. I left with a new wiper blade and a cracked windshield. To this day, the cause is unknown to me, but the glass has been replaced, and I can see the Harrisburg traffic clearly through a scratch and crack-free pane.
As Spring appeared to be rapidly approaching, plans were made and carried out to go skiing on March 10th. Being my first time in two years, I was grateful to finally get back out there. The snow was a little wet, but at least there wasn't any ice. Spring, however, must have found it still a little brisk outside and retreated for the time being. I am anticipatory of signs of its emergence in two days.
Thursday, March 15th, marked the day that I began awaiting the release of 300 onto DVD. This film proves that knowing the ending ahead of time does not necessarily spoil a movie. This is the film adaptation of Frank Miller's graphic novel of the same name. Some feel that it is actually about 90% historically accurate in its depiction of the Battle of Thermopylae. The gist: King Leonidas and 300 Spartans ally with several hundred other Greeks to oppose Xerxes' Persian army of more than 100,000 troops, including the infamous Immortals. Our elite group of heroes are, of course, destined to fall. However, there must first be character building, plot thickening, gathering of the audiences' allegiance, and much bloodshed, naturally. I loved it and don't really care about all the people who think they are the victims of the director's agenda. ...it's against Bush, or Iran, or gays, or the disabled, or whomever has a complex and a desire for attention. Bull! It's historically inspired art; enjoy it. There must be something appealing here; 300 had the 3rd best grossing weekend ever for an R-rated movie and was #1 at the box office after weekend two.
February 16th marked 6 months with my fantastic girlfriend. This and a weather-related belated Valentine's Day were celebrated by a fine dining experience at Tavern on the Hill. Unless you are from this area, I don't expect you to have much of a clue as to this locale. The food was delicious and the atmosphere pleasant.
On Feb. 24, I saw The Number 23. All in all, I liked it. ...intriguing, thoughtful, dramatic, deemed to be worthwhile entertainment. It wasn't Secret Window, but I found it very interesting.On Feb. 26, I took the F-bird to Firestone Complete Auto Care for a wiper blade. I left with a new wiper blade and a cracked windshield. To this day, the cause is unknown to me, but the glass has been replaced, and I can see the Harrisburg traffic clearly through a scratch and crack-free pane.
As Spring appeared to be rapidly approaching, plans were made and carried out to go skiing on March 10th. Being my first time in two years, I was grateful to finally get back out there. The snow was a little wet, but at least there wasn't any ice. Spring, however, must have found it still a little brisk outside and retreated for the time being. I am anticipatory of signs of its emergence in two days.
Thursday, March 15th, marked the day that I began awaiting the release of 300 onto DVD. This film proves that knowing the ending ahead of time does not necessarily spoil a movie. This is the film adaptation of Frank Miller's graphic novel of the same name. Some feel that it is actually about 90% historically accurate in its depiction of the Battle of Thermopylae. The gist: King Leonidas and 300 Spartans ally with several hundred other Greeks to oppose Xerxes' Persian army of more than 100,000 troops, including the infamous Immortals. Our elite group of heroes are, of course, destined to fall. However, there must first be character building, plot thickening, gathering of the audiences' allegiance, and much bloodshed, naturally. I loved it and don't really care about all the people who think they are the victims of the director's agenda. ...it's against Bush, or Iran, or gays, or the disabled, or whomever has a complex and a desire for attention. Bull! It's historically inspired art; enjoy it. There must be something appealing here; 300 had the 3rd best grossing weekend ever for an R-rated movie and was #1 at the box office after weekend two.
Monday, February 12, 2007
..for your entertainment
Ok, sure. I'm a slacker. Read this, have a snicker, and patiently wait for me to post something of substance.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Fare thee well, Cleveland
As I look back on the past four months, it seems the time has passed quite quickly. I won’t mind not living in a hotel anymore, but I’ll miss some of the people met and friends made. I’m not getting choked up about it; have no fear. I very much anticipate my return home to see my girlfriend, family, friends, and former co-workers. …this list being closely followed by the ability to venture outside into cold weather that is not substantially worsened by blasts of Canadian air that move at Mach 1 over Lake Erie.
Appropriately, as Cleveland is the home of the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, one of my last activities here was to see a show at the House of Blues. I met some friends for dinner and the Matt Wertz show. Not knowing the setup, I entered the main entrance at dinner time only to find myself amidst a crowd of gothic, Cradle of Filth fans. It would be fair to say, that I didn’t contribute to the homogeneity. I asked an employee and found my way to the dining area. Matt ate there as well and mingled around while waiting for service. I can’t say that I was star-struck as I had never seen or heard of him before. It was still a move of magnanimity (or at least friendliness) on his part.
The opening act was the best. Jon McLaughlin, a piano-playing, singer, performed just a couple songs and made way for the Alternate Routes. They were a motley bunch, for sure. Lead singer: an acoustic guitar playing, mid 20’s-ish average Joe; fairly normal seeming with the exception that he admitted to finding out an old flame got engaged via some snooping on Facebook. Rhythm guitar/ keyboard player: think Chris Kattan with longer blonde hair and punk, plastic frame glasses, who sips conspicuously at his glass of red wine. Lead guitar: a Brit-poser who looked like he was a nearly 40 relative of Bob Dylan; talented none-the-less. Bass aka Ginger: Shaun White hair, eyes that nearly touched in the middle, and a sense of style that called for cowboy boots, tight jeans, a black leather jacket, and a scarf… I thought he stumbled into our area from the neighboring death metal concert. Drums: buzz cut, glasses, and an occasional blank cross-eyed gaze. Some of the music sounded fine, but the best part was the fodder provided for commentary. …interesting… Matt Wertz took the stage an hour and a half after the show began. 11 pm is already past my bedtime. He was ok. One particular tune, accompanied by the disco ball, made me feel like I should be a roller rink (with a 12 year-old girlfriend – thanks Jackscolon). Some of us left early as the interest in sleep increased, and the value added by each song waned in comparison.
Additionally, I was at one point credited (or blamed) for perhaps single-handedly bringing back the beard. That being said, it will surely be vacant from my countenance in the foreseeable future.
Appropriately, as Cleveland is the home of the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, one of my last activities here was to see a show at the House of Blues. I met some friends for dinner and the Matt Wertz show. Not knowing the setup, I entered the main entrance at dinner time only to find myself amidst a crowd of gothic, Cradle of Filth fans. It would be fair to say, that I didn’t contribute to the homogeneity. I asked an employee and found my way to the dining area. Matt ate there as well and mingled around while waiting for service. I can’t say that I was star-struck as I had never seen or heard of him before. It was still a move of magnanimity (or at least friendliness) on his part.
The opening act was the best. Jon McLaughlin, a piano-playing, singer, performed just a couple songs and made way for the Alternate Routes. They were a motley bunch, for sure. Lead singer: an acoustic guitar playing, mid 20’s-ish average Joe; fairly normal seeming with the exception that he admitted to finding out an old flame got engaged via some snooping on Facebook. Rhythm guitar/ keyboard player: think Chris Kattan with longer blonde hair and punk, plastic frame glasses, who sips conspicuously at his glass of red wine. Lead guitar: a Brit-poser who looked like he was a nearly 40 relative of Bob Dylan; talented none-the-less. Bass aka Ginger: Shaun White hair, eyes that nearly touched in the middle, and a sense of style that called for cowboy boots, tight jeans, a black leather jacket, and a scarf… I thought he stumbled into our area from the neighboring death metal concert. Drums: buzz cut, glasses, and an occasional blank cross-eyed gaze. Some of the music sounded fine, but the best part was the fodder provided for commentary. …interesting… Matt Wertz took the stage an hour and a half after the show began. 11 pm is already past my bedtime. He was ok. One particular tune, accompanied by the disco ball, made me feel like I should be a roller rink (with a 12 year-old girlfriend – thanks Jackscolon). Some of us left early as the interest in sleep increased, and the value added by each song waned in comparison.
Additionally, I was at one point credited (or blamed) for perhaps single-handedly bringing back the beard. That being said, it will surely be vacant from my countenance in the foreseeable future.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Weekend in Sports
Yep, that's 7 in a row and 55 totalFirst of all, Tiger won the Buick Invitational. He overtook and/or stayed out of reach of a few "young guns" who had one or fewer tour wins. Everyone talked about the great opportunity it was to be playing or competing closely with Tiger. One commentator's response to this attitude was this: "It's (playing with Tiger) like singing along at a Stones concert. You feel like you're part of it, but no one else notices." Also, until I read about Andrew Buckle's Sunday behavior, I didn't realize that smoking was permitted on tour. Maybe I've just been living under a rock. That or they never televise such things...
Secondly, Roger Federer won the Australian Open. I'm not really a fan of his, but I can certainly appreciate his talent. I like Roddick, more so now that Agassi is gone. Much to my dismay, I forgot to watch the Federer vs. Roddick match after work on Thursday. After learning of the 4-6, 0-6, 2-6 loss suffered by Andy, I figured maybe it was better that I hadn't seen it.
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