The Two-Parter: RANDOM and Comments on The OHB

Okay I just had a thought and it had to be said... wait according to whatever is checking this "okay" is not spelled correctly... this is weird. Well anyway the thought was on Stravinsky's "The Rite of Spring," and I'm fully aware I suck so bad I shouldn't be allowed to say the poorly translated name, but I got the bassoon intro to see if my brother could play it. "What a retard, playing bassoon in treble clef," said he... wow... nuff said. Oh, so "nuff" isn't spelled correctly either, Blogger not Beta?!??! Fine.

ANYWAY AGAIN back to The Rite of Spring, I'm lookin (again with the blogger spell checking...) at the bassoon intro's (spell check!??!?!) sheet music, and apparently the first notes are quintuplets. The next thing I said (the aforementioned thought) was "is that legal?!?!" Seriously, this is so hard to comprehend, becoming a world class musician just got that much harder for me. Damn you, good music. Oh and Blogger is out of Beta today. Very nice

This also needs more added once I wake up

OH I REMEMBER THE OTHER THOUGHT I THOUGHT

So far, FIVE people have created their own blogs after reading mine (cept one sorta not but you don't need to know about that)!!! Thank you for making me feel useful

Oh, and before I forget, I have some comments (not the kind you leave, just... me... commenting) on my blog. The only recurring sentiment about my beloved text baby is that it absolutely reeks of my mannerisms and "tude." Or, in their words, they can picture me saying everything that I post. I'm pretty sure that's a compliment, but then again, I'm not exactly a fantastic speaker... But I'll take it as a compliment anyway!!

This is passable as a post, right? Good... I've trained you noble few (emphasis on few) readers well

Someone: Wassup
Me: Trying to pass some text off as a blog post

True story, there

need sleeeeeeep... and blackouts SUCK

Greatest Album Covers (That I Own)

This is merely a little experiment by me... a list

10. Are You Experienced?
9. Weasels Ripped My Flesh
8. Physical Graffiti
7. We're Only in it for the Money
6. Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
5. Dark Side of the Moon
4. Houses of the Holy
3. The Beatles (The White Album)
2. The Velvet Underground & Nico
1. Who's Next

I'll explain later, I have homework

Hey You

That song is stuck in my head like you wouldn't believe... I got out my acoustic just to play it... I never do that... oh well. Maybe I'll perform it for coffeehouse if I can practice harder than a mofo...

So the ISAS has been, in essence, cancelled. An "all Dallas" ISAS is like an "all Alaska" Super Bowl, it's just going to be a bunch of people clamoring for an expert to refer to. I suppose this is gravely exaggerated, but wth, three people who don't care anyway are the only people who read this piece of crap... it's a shame. Why

Maybe I'll delve into metaphysics... or just basic (albeit more profound and often deeper) contemplation on the nature of existence... this blog works well as a diary. For me, blogging is like having a diary. However, my blog, seeing as I am a cheap-ass, has no lock, unlike most sane people's diaries. The presented problem of private sentiments and information being revealed to friends or acquaintences whom I would rather not know is perfectly harmless, for you see, nobody actually READS this blog. I could say the most racist thing possible... I could slander everything there is to slander and be left totally unharmed... like a lunatic in the grass (unintentional DSotM quote), if you get the imagery. If you really wish to know what I think... tell me two things the last point made was supposed to convey.

I have thought this particular entry though carefully and meticulously, leaving no opened doors unventured and doing no sentiments disjustice by tainting them with my inherently inadequate human (relatively poor, for a human, as well) rhetoric. If only I could write this well for English class... it really is a shame...

What stimulates creativity such as this? This entry began, to me, as a forced addition to remind myself after many years of gradual maturation what, as of this moment, I consider important, as well as what I believe to be my future. This interests me in multiple ways... think for instance, you are in a cell. If you have accurate way to gauge elapsed time, surely you will have to record how many times certain "unchangables" occur (i.e. astronomical phenomena). After a few years, if data is carefully gathered, trends might be noticed. Through observation, one can gather all the information ever needed. If I gauge what has gone on in my life, such as social difficulties, academic pressure, and artistic aspirations, (pathetic grasping of the English language), then maybe I will learn something about myself. "When you lose, don't lose the lesson " -His holiness the Dalai Lama. Knowing my knack of losing things, I hope to gather them all together and immortalize them in a bunch of zeroes and ones. Think of it as a notebook of lessons... what I've done wrong and what I've managed to do wrong at a relatively harmless point in time. Unfortunately, that serves as an accurate summation of the past fourteen and a half years.... I have a movie to see tomorrow.. I'm afraid I will have to abandon this unfinished work... however I suppose more than perusal and devotion are required for me to create something worth taking up bandwidth. Good night... hopefully you have seen an unpolished, rough edged look at my literary style, but most importantly, I hope you will look into it enough to understand what I feel when I write, no matter what it is. If you can tell, then I have succeeded, if not, then I have another fucking thing to worry about

My Ears are Bleeding Ecstasy (The Other Kind)

That was the most amazing concert I've seen... no question

Here's the gist of what I want to blog so I don't forget

The lead singer for the opening act, The Pretenders, was ambiguously hot. She could have been really old and wrinkly, but i couldn't tell

They were good, but no question the who were just too good

solo to who are you was particularly nice

wont get fooled again scream was the best ive heard save POSSIBLY the kids are alright

only way to tell if the songs over: does pete do the splits?

The keyboarder looked really apathetic no matter how crazy the band was. turns out it was actually the keyboard tech subbing for the keyboardist who's in England with his sick wife. pete asked the crowd to pray for him

The first song began on a differently fingered chord than usual, so i didnt recognize it until the 2nd chord: I Can't Explain. Each song was amazing, from that to The Seeker, which was in a slightly different rhythm, then Substitute, and the set list also included the following
Wire and Glass (Tea & Theatre was at the end), Tommy's Overture/Underture, Amazing Journey (after PBW), Pinball Wizard (1st encore), See Me Feel Me, a VERY long My Generation, WON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN (Zak Starkey NAILED his drum fills), Baba O'Riley, which was probably the highlight of the show when it came on just after Wire & Glass, Man in a Purple Dress (Daltrey was standing on an amp the whole time, the rest of the band just kinda left cept Pete), WHO ARE YOU, which had some subpar synth but amazing guitar, You Better You Bet, which was awesome (introed with "this is a song i wrote for you" just as who are you was), Eminence Front, introed by "this is a song about people who think they're smarter than they really are," Real Good Lookin Boy, apparently about elvis and written by daltrey partially??!?!!, and Mike's Post Theme, about TV theme songs

This is crude info, but I just want it down. I'll polish it for ya later

Pete tried to spin his guitar in the air after Tea & Theatre, which was superb, and he couldn't quite get a hold of it. It fell and made an awful racket, but then the two standing together was all the more poignant. Pete threw a wad of guitar picks out to the crowd at the end, and as he left, he just said "you sad fuckers"
everyone laughed, and he just waved silently as he left, but one has to wonder just how much he truly meant it. people clamoring for GUITAR PICKS... still, i know i wouldve, and i hope he still loves his fans


If i had to review this concert, it would honestly be a 10/10 JUST because of the sheer amazingness of hearing the who...

Epic Poetry

So today has been overall pretty interesting. It was cold, I spent 2 hours writing a total of 7 lines of a play, and I have been cursing Zach Braff for being such a retard in Scrubs. Honestly!!! How can he not love Elliot!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!! If you watch Grey's, it's not half as emotionally honest as Scrubs, where real people handle real problems, such as being locked away and taped up by a team of po'ed janitors or having people much more intelligent and attractive be madly in love with you. Personally, I think the second would be much less difficult, but that's just me.

New Who album out... finally. I'll get it if they put on a good show.

Marx brothers rule, ill fix this post later im busy

Quality Standards... Should they be Implemented?

Well FB whatever the hell it is makes it so my blog, or at least the title, is shown to everyone who looks at my profile. This is not good. Prior to this, my blog was a place of blissful mediocrity. Now, people will actually be reading this crap. Not cool. If I wanted people to read my blog, I would have made it good.

This is a joke, retards

What I'm Listening to: Early Metal/Hard rock
What I'm Wearing: What do you think
Mood: Lost, contemplative... nothing great believe me

So yeah... now the actual blog... dee da dum... oh yeah i got something: The most pertinent thing to our everyday lives. This is big, important, and pressing: random facts about Indians (native americans), or at least somewhat related to them

less than 1% of people on wagon trains were killed by Native americans
If you have any cherokee blood youre considered super dandy (full blooded) as a cherokee
the cheapest land purchase ever wasnt the louisiana purchase, 11 cents an acre, it was land taken ("bought") from american indians for... TWO CENTS AN ACRE
Read about king phillips war if you want to be scared shitless... the governer of VA actually had the skin of an indian sliced off, then watched as he made the poor guy eat his own flesh... we owe more to these people than we think

on a happy note... um... bye

TECHNORATI RANKING

What I'm Listening to: Mitch Hedberg
What I'm Wearing (I brought it back): UT Shirt and swimsuit
GUESS WHAT?!?!?! I JUST GOT THE LATEST RANKING FOR MY BLOG ON TECHNORATI!!! I'M 1,538,539!!! w00t
actually I suck... oh well

YOUR SUPPORT IS NEEDED!!!!! AHHHHHH

So I just got back in town... the radio is my new best friend. If not for that I would have died on the 8-9.5 hour trip. They played some latter-day Metallica, and I gotta say, IT SUCKED ASS. Maybe 4 riffs for the whole song, and the drums sounded like utter crap. Honestly.

I miss Ride the Lightning and Master of Puppets. Hell, even The Black Album is great by comparison!!!! Just goes to show you, once you're famous, even if you produce crap, it'll sell like hotcakes... hotcakes of crap.

This week I'll be trying out for a play... wish me luck. Someday I could be a famous actor. That'd be nice. Fame and fortune is always a plus. Then again I could be a shitty actor with no life and a sleazy apartment and borrowing money from my mom. Meh, fame and fortune is worth it

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