lenox: (blarg)

i'm sure people are going to come out of the woodwork and say "i declare today as the birth of anti-hipster self-aware counterculture" but the truth is, it is it's own anti-self counterculture. and poop.


Jul. 20th, 2008 01:11 pm
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I passed a man on a path. I was in a hurry, and in communication with those i was to meet with (at the very least) a microphone held in my left hand and sometimes tucked away. The man who walked along the path seemed magnanimous but oblivious; eyes forced squinty from age (?).

"Where are you, Ryan?" Nope, not from the other end of the mic - the man had asked me. He was dressed for cold weather; he was dressed for work. He was balding. I began to walk alongside him. He knew my name, at least, and he had asked a question that i had been wondering myself. This wasn't the right path. I explained my goals, which included meeting with the aforementioned people on the other end of the microphone. He expressed concern, and gestured towards the field that the path ran alongside. That's right; the path had gone through some woods and now ran alongside an isolated well-cropped field surrounded by more woods.

"Are you sure that...this is the way? Don't you know-" He glanced towards the field as did I. Visions of the men/things who worked the field - from a previous dream or nightmare - flashed before my eyes.

I turned around immediately. The concerned man watched me backtrack briefly, and continued on his way. Tucking the microphone into my jacket pocket (my voice sounded a bit echoey this way, but it freed my hands for other tasks), I walked back along the path. I, too, was dressed for cold weather. I was dressed for something of an expedition. I was concerned. I had exited known civilization on the wrong path. I felt stupid because I should have known that it was the OTHER path, which I had visited in other dreams.

I felt I should hurry, but the dream started fading into reality as Max, the dutiful cat who had been stationed at the foot of the bed (despite being kicked at least once) to watch over me in my drunken stupor of a sleep, had begun to get restless and solicited for my attention somewhat plaintively.

In other news, respectable street's 21st birthday was last night. Rodney completely redid the place. The power went out for a while...but we still got to see our friends' bands and.....

FLOCK OF SEAGULLS! Haha! It was great. Maybe I'll write more about this later. I was PRET-TY DRUNK.

Yesterday prior to that was pretty fun, as well. EV and I went to the bike store to get parts to fix our bikes, the thrift store, where we saw a bunch of vintage cameras and reel to reels, and Hurricane's for awesome lunch/dinner chicken! hee hee!
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Here's a link to a cool graph of my music listening habits of the past, I dunno, whatever - according to last.fm. I made the graph by going to this site.

SO I HAVEN'T POSTED IN A BIT! Here's where I list the reasons:

  • my mac died, and i don't really like to 'chill' on a non-mac
  • one of my studio monitors (speakers) died...another nail in the coffin of my music-making for now
  • i've been out and about with my awesome girlfriend
  • working with computers means i don't like playing with computers
  • mountain biking!
  • world of warcraft...?!

I got a new phone - it matches my car, i guess. Not that it matters or was intentional or I care about it...I'm just sick of using a shit freebie phone...I even went and started using my old phone I submerged while teaching max to swim, again. The battery is taped onto the phone using layers of electrical tape. It's...interesting. Let's say you are texting someone, the longer the message, the slower the phone responds to your key presses. Atrocious! Haha.

Anyhow, who cares. What else is up? Hm, my bike chain rusted because I let it get rained on, assuming incorrectly that bike chains don't rust so easily. My diet has been healthy lately; when I first started this job, I went nuts, forgetting about the whole lunch conundrum. Now, I'm packing myself light lunches from home. Yum yum.

Next 2 big goals: new mac, and move out!
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I'm totally giving up on this goddamned pedal. I'm going to go on to the next one and never using this (cramped, tightly-packed, not meant to be troubleshooted) style of building pedals again.

I'll look at the pedal once again in 7 days, and if I can't get it to work then, it gets thrown away. There goes a good $100 in parts. Arrr.
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Ok, so...here's what I've been working on. I've been working on my second pedal ever - a huge departure from my first one. This is a hybrid digital/analog delay commissioned by my friend Big John. It took me so long to get organized enough to make it, I made numerous hypothetical upgrades to the schematic, so now it's a pingpong delay.

Well, here are a few "up in the guts" shots...

after the cut )
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sometimes i'd like to listen to some of my favorite music when i read a good book. i'm sure people do this all the time. but the problem is, if i really like the book, it's in the forefront of my mind, of course. i'm trying to absorb the words and think abstractly about their meaning. however, that part of my brain is also devouring the music, swishing it around in the top of my skull...

i can't seem to do both - i have to realize that each love has it's place. somehow you have to find time for both, to balance out your life.

speaking of stimulus - i got my economic stimulus, what a joke.
lenox: (blarg)

There is a tin here; eat it? [ynq] (n)
It is not so easy to open this tin.
You succeed in opening the tin.
It contains spinach.
Eat it? [yn] y
This makes you feel like Popeye!
You choke over your food.
You die...

dingdong juice

we have a cave trouble

In other news, on my second round of antibiotics, strong-ass BIOXIN this time. Feeling more, but less, normal. Can't wait for my insurance to kick in, I've spent nearly $400 on doctor's bills and prescriptions, and lost nearly that much in wages due to being out of work for a few days. Then there's the motherfucking dentist. Don't get me started.

It's skullfuckery.

so yeah uh

Feb. 24th, 2008 03:10 am
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new car

lenox: (max me sunglasses moustache)


lenox: (max me sunglasses moustache)
usually when i get up early in the morning, good stuff happens. let's hope tomorrow is the very same way!
lenox: (max me sunglasses moustache)
I posted it in my bloggle.
lenox: (cello)
going camping with the sweetest girl ever! don't worry; we are bringing our cameras. i'll be out of the loop for a few days either way.



Nov. 10th, 2007 08:58 am
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somehow i fucked this entry up. i'll fix it later
lenox: (blarg)
but it wasn't this good :)


Oct. 21st, 2007 03:57 am
lenox: (blarg)
lose a friend (gain an enemy?)
gain a friend

lenox: (wolf logo)
yo i'm innocent
lenox: (uuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccckkkkk)
is my trial.

feel free to call me in the afternoon and ask how it went. if i pick up, then at least i'm not in prison :)

lenox: (blarg)
I feel like I've been contending with fate a lot, lately.

I've gotten very scared because I feel like I can tell what fate has in store for me. This, of course, all started with my arrest. In the back of the cop car, and later, in the wagon (but not in the cells because I could not control my thoughts very well there), I withdrew deep into myself and I tried to talk with fate, to make deals with her. I offered compromise, sacrifice, promise upon promise. i owned up to the knowledge that what i did was wrong, that what was happening to me was inevitable. then i began to guess at how 'they' wanted me to live my life. i live it pretty morally, despite what many of you may think. i don't create any hatred or bad feelings amongst people, i don't lie, i don't mislead or mistreat people if i can help it. i don't act selfishly, and i often think about the wishes of others before myself.

now i think about it somewhat differently. after the awesome show on saturday (in which i felt like such a rockstar), i had a great lot of fun and i didn't step upon the toes of my own morality. and i realized, maybe fate just wants me to go on operating as i do. i want to make music, i want to perform it, i want to get a better job, move, take a vacation, take a road trip, take a pretty girl on an adventure date! i've had a lot of strange and deep moments lately. the kind i envy characters in movies and books, when i read about or see it happen to them. when the symbolism is substantial but not too veiled, and gives them just the proper enticing push.

i know it's fate again. she's leading me somewhere else. i wonder how it's going to be this time. i wonder if i'll be smart enough to take a few steps back every now and then, and to soak it all in.


Sep. 10th, 2007 05:26 pm
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Phoenix police burn down a house and kill puppy over traffic citations

if there's one thing i have learned in the past few weeks, it's that traffic citations are SERIOUS BUSINESS. but i'll be damned if it's worth killing a puppy over; what the fuck!?

and the sad thing is that phoenix is way cooler than here.


Sep. 1st, 2007 08:44 pm
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midines :)

thank chaos for small favors amidst struggle.
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