The cream you thought was rising just dripped down your chin.

I think there were a lot of annoying children out late at night buying books. But I was asleep. This means I missed, avoided, got around, slept through all the excitement. Well, that’s if you assume my dreams are worthlessly populated with uneventful happenings. I happened to be off Friday afternoon so I did go and see that chocolate movie that made so much money. While not particularly impressive, it was also not completely unworthy of the effort. Though, here again, there were annoying children. Not hordes, so I was spared that indignity. Saturday night we enjoyed a night of charitable giving that resulted in a locked down block party. Multiple drag performances swept before us. One stole the show: my friend and, well, most likely not yours. The mayor was there. I had any number of drinks. Which number? The one required to make me smile. So, quite a few actually. There are too many things going on in the background at the moment. Good things. Things that bubble with the kind of latent excitement that almost makes my stone cold dead heart beat. But those are things that will affect the future, not the immediate moments I’m spending here, so they fall into the ‘not now’ category. I did hang my ‘Providence Roller Derby’ emblematic sticker up at work. I’m not sure how this will affect my status amongst my coworkers. Perhaps they will assume I enjoy watching the girls roller skate with their shorts on, their short shorts. The hiked-up socks. The t-shirts. Whatever the thought process, yes, I’m in the middle. Presumably with my mental machine gun, diligently machine gunning down their imaginations. Pumping hot lead into the soft side of their minds and coming out screaming. Here’s a thought: The Karate Kid II is not as good as The Karate Kid. Now, it’s not a particularly revolutionary thought, but you just had it as well. And you only had it because I put it in your head. Do you see how humbled you are before me? Welcome to the new dominion.

Switched on/off

I really love Wendy Carlos. She manages to make me feel the inventive and intellect-expanding power of her work just by mention of her name alone. I have been obsessed with synthetic music for my entire life; really one of the first pieces of music I embraced was made entirely of non ‘real’ source elements. This fascination with the sound and the narrative abilities of synthesized sound continue within me, unabated many years later. I wish I were a more competent musician, rather than the plodding key stroker that I am. Anyway, mention the name Wendy Carlos to me and I promise you my endorphin levels are soaring. Play her music, I am in the throes of a Muse, I suppose. I’m not really talking about her for any particular reason today. Just a thought that I felt needed expression beyond just the firing of synapses. Mustn’t let even my meager tribute fail to exist beyond my own mind. I’m still in the midst of creating my digital music database. I’m going to attempt ripping every cd I own and storing them all on portable hard drives. I have one at the moment, I assume I’ll need another before I’m done. I’m not sure if the split between should be based on use of the files in question, or if I should keep a well cataloged, data based set of files. I’ll see where I go when I need the second drive. It would be great to put all my DVD’s on one drive as well. Just plug it into the tv and pick a movie to watch. I assume we’ll be there shortly, but I don’t think it’s worth worrying about right now. At the moment I’m listening to Bonnie Tyler, “Faster than the Speed of Night.” Not a really great track, but I’m on a random music odyssey at work today. She does have a wonderful voice, however. Something so distinctive always will impress me. I enjoy singers with character. I’m wondering if this will suddenly jump to a Judas Priest track next. It’s great to have my loves of pop, metal, and synth music all randomly filtered through iTunes. Allows me to remember what it is I love about music to begin with. Ahh, 3 Inches of Blood just came on. Pirates, Orcs, battle swords, metal. Can’t beat that (without getting a bloody nose).

Monday's relentless ?'s

We were in a hotel room last night overlooking downtown Providence. The windows only opened a mere 3.5 inches. I wondered if anyone has ever been determined enough to commit suicide and calmly sat in the bathtub sawing their limbs off into small hunks that would fit through the non-jumper friendly windows. And then there were some fireworks that didn't fail to be a bit boring. I was mostly interested in the wine. And so I continue being me. Rollerderby was quite the scene. I enjoyed that. I like aggro girls, I suppose. They frighten me, and I've always enjoyed that. I have my new external hard drive. It's exactly what I needed to start my new digital music library and lose (hopefully) half of my physical cd's. Exciting times, I'm sure. I think I'll get around to finishing my rebuild of the website this week. I have a vague notion of what it will look like. I'll work on it at work, as that's obviously the most fruitful creative time.