mclii

I've started to notice that there is a lot of redundancy in the weblogs I go to, sometime I think mine is one of them. What I originally started out as a diary of sorts for creative endeavors has kind of turned into this critical, promotional, these are my interests they should be yours too, sort of thing. Which, honestly, kind of bothers me. I should really just be sorting out thoughts here, not trying to market things I like. For instance, I should write about things that I'm doing, or have done recently, that way, I can remember them in the future. Kind of like an online scrapbook. Some things are a little bit secretive, and maybe that shouldn't be. I don't know. I'm constantly weighing them back and forth, I mean, come on, the only person who knows everything is my wife. Maybe once a feel more comfortable, I'll start writing more personally.

So without further ado, I'll get vaguely personal. Adjusting my guitar was a success, though I'm sure it's still settling in to the new setup. It plays really nice, and I'm starting to notice more and more little alterations in tuning and intonation, and was actually able to adjust some things at practice. If it's just a little bit out, I'm starting to feel it. It's a little too critical, but I'm starting to enjoy the fact that I can feel and hear the differences. It makes all the time I put in adjusting it, all worthwhile. Our last rehearsal was pretty darn good; we went until about 1:15am last Friday. Sometimes I wonder if my time is too spread out between several things, and I usually feel it when I'm at practice the most. This practice, however, didn't feel like that, as we hadn't rehearsed in over a week. Our upcoming practices will be just a matter of really bolting down everything for the 22nd show at the Inferno. It sounds like the show is going to be pretty cool. The main attraction isn't the bands that are playing, it's the art pieces. We're just kind of the party part of it. Which is kind of neat. Makes it feel low-key to me. People get in free before 9pm. We also had an artist kind enough to hand silkscreen some show posters for the show. (not necessarily for us specifically, but for the show) Very much in the vein of those rock and roll black-light screen printed posters I've seen so much. This is the first band I've been in that has had a screen printed show poster, though I could be mistaken. This one is very nice, with some amoeba like worms and blobs on it. It'll go in a frame, either pre-fabricated, or custom made. It'd look good in a "you're so vain" room, that I'd love to decorate sometime. Mainly just weird little accomplishments, like record pressings, appearances, flyers, et cetera. I think it'd be kind of cool to have a room with that in it. A museum to myself. "You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you," is right.

Today, I'm going to take our cat Kasha to the vet, to get her shots updated. I'm sure she'll hate me for a while, but it's for her own good. Hopefully it won't be too bad. Plus, with the updated vaccinations, we'll be able to adopt another cat, which we want to do. We'll end up like those crazy cat people, eventually, with thousands of cats. I can't think of a better thing.

Last night I had a dream that I was driving a Lotus around Madison. It turned into a strange frogger-like arcade game where I refused to stop at any stop-lights. Think Frogger meets the Matrix, meets um, that crazy 3D light-cycle movie, the name which escapes me. It was also a video game. Oh well. Back to reality here.