For those that don't know me, music is pretty much my life. It has completely made me who I am today. Playing it, listening to it, talking about it. I love music. Now, even though I can and frequently do listen to pretty much everything that is real (this excludes pop and most hip-hop). However, I wouldn't be the same if I didn't have rock and roll. No nonsense, no frills, just hard driving heavy hitting rock and roll. I love the noise, I love the force, I love the life.
Rock and roll is unlike any other genre because it's so incredibly diverse with an infinite number of sub catergories that go on forever (hence the infinite). And the evolution of rock is just amazing. It started off amazing and has only gotten better. From the Beatles to the Stones to Floyd and the Who, to the 70's metal movement, 80's punk, 90's grunge and todays hardcore.
So the whole point to this was that I made an awesome Pandora station today that's nothing but no non-sense rock and roll. It made my day sort of.
I got this totally awesome poster of Dave Grohl and Liz got a totally awesome Almost Famous movie poster. She can look at Dave Grohl, I'll look at Kate Hudson in her underwear.
Fin
Friday, April 11, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
wisdom in slipknot
It's been what, 14 months? You'd think that it'd be water under the bridge by now. But the bridge doubles as a damn and even though most got through, there's still a pretty big pond behind it. It's hard to explain as it changes day to day, mood to mood. I can't say 100% that I'm over and done with it. But I can say 99% I don't want to go back there. That 1% though...it's a big 1%. And I don't know if it's because of her or just that I miss being in a relationship. I miss our relationship. I miss what we had. I've been missing it a lot lately. I don't know it is. Must be the season. It's just hard, after 3 years it's hard to imagine myself in the same situations with someone else. All that history, all the trust, all those memories. I just don't feel like I have the energy to do that again. Start from the beginning...I just don't know. A palm reader told her a few years ago that she was going to marry me. I never believed those things...but it stuck in my head.
Ugh. I don't know. I don't give myself enough credit.
I got my ears pierced and stretched. (apparently gauged isn't a real word). It hurt, they're a size 4. But totally worth it. Plus, I got to have an awesome south street adventure with Liz. Mad good times.
It's 10:18pm. I've been sitting in the CAB office since 8:30 waiting to here who got elected CAB president. I think I'm just going to go home and wait for the phone call.
Ugh.
Currently listening to the magic of Pandora lifting my mood with music.
Ugh. I don't know. I don't give myself enough credit.
I got my ears pierced and stretched. (apparently gauged isn't a real word). It hurt, they're a size 4. But totally worth it. Plus, I got to have an awesome south street adventure with Liz. Mad good times.
It's 10:18pm. I've been sitting in the CAB office since 8:30 waiting to here who got elected CAB president. I think I'm just going to go home and wait for the phone call.
Ugh.
Currently listening to the magic of Pandora lifting my mood with music.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
craig is a mofo
So I did something today that I thought I'd never do. I replied to a personal ad on the (im)famous craigslist. I was just casually browsing the entire site while I avoided working and this one just caught my eye. It was really nerdy (which is right up my alley) and described relationships in terms of organic chemical reactions. She was looking for someone to "bond" with her to form a more stable pair (a common occurrence in nature where different elements of higher energy will bond to release that energy, thus becoming more stable). I know, it's really nerdy. And at times, it seemed even a little dirty! ("I can donate and receive and am a bit on the cobalic side, highly conductive and able to organically bond from both ends when surrounded by a bit of danger").
So I just wrote a quick reply back saying that I really liked your post and just left it open for her to respond if she felt like it. I wonder if anything will come out of this. I'm not actively out there looking for a mate, but it would be nice to have someone to be with. Whatever, we'll see what happens. I mean, hey, I've gotten a great TV, nice couches, and a nice bike from craigslist, why not a nice girl to?
Speaking of girls, I've been talking to my friend a lot lately. This would be my best friend, the girl that continuously broke my heart for 3 really great years. It brought about a lot of really weird feelings. I don't necessarily want to be with her again, but I really do miss her and I still care about her so much. It's just weird to here her talk about her life and me not be a part of it when for so long, we were each other's entire lives. I dunno, just thought I'd share.
**currently listening to the guy in the next office whistle....terribly**
So I just wrote a quick reply back saying that I really liked your post and just left it open for her to respond if she felt like it. I wonder if anything will come out of this. I'm not actively out there looking for a mate, but it would be nice to have someone to be with. Whatever, we'll see what happens. I mean, hey, I've gotten a great TV, nice couches, and a nice bike from craigslist, why not a nice girl to?
Speaking of girls, I've been talking to my friend a lot lately. This would be my best friend, the girl that continuously broke my heart for 3 really great years. It brought about a lot of really weird feelings. I don't necessarily want to be with her again, but I really do miss her and I still care about her so much. It's just weird to here her talk about her life and me not be a part of it when for so long, we were each other's entire lives. I dunno, just thought I'd share.
**currently listening to the guy in the next office whistle....terribly**
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Danger Fish Designs
What do you think of that name? I think I'm going to name my bags that. Maybe I'll develop some kind of cool angry fish logo to put on them. I was orignally thinking of "Tharper" as the name, but I don't know. It doesn't sit well. Feels awkward to say.
I'm so excited to go home and make my bags. I tested the melting plastic idea and it worked really well. This is going to be great. I have so many color combination ideas and ideas for logos. It's gonna rock. AND my ultra bff is going to hang out with me all day and help me make them. I'm excited. Makes me miss the old times with her, but that's a whole other story.
Speaking of friends from home...my other really good friend almost drowned over the weekend. Here's what happened. There is this road leading into Duncannon, the town he lives in. This road goes underneath some railroad tracks and consequently is dug pretty deep down to make clearence. This area also happens to be where the Juniata and the Susquehanna rivers meet. So when it rains any good amount, this section of road (dubbed the "subway") floods, sometimes pretty bad. Usually when it does, PennDOT closes the road down until it drains out. But for some reason, this time they didn't. They got a lot more rain back home than we did here, so of course the subway flooded. He's driving back from Wal-Mart at like 2am (it's all we country kids have to do at night) and he's headed towards the subway. It's not lit...for whatever reason...so he doesn't notice the 3' of water sitting in there and drives right into it. The only problem (other than the fact that he just swamped his car and can't move it) is that it's still raining and the water is still rising...fast. He can't open the door or the window because they're automatic and the water shorted them out. He calls 911 and police are on their way. But he's still stuck in there. He fights with the window until he finally gets it low enough to crawl out. At this point the water is up to his chin. He climbs out onto the roof and awaits rescue. By the time they got there, the water was over the roof of the car. He just bought the car two weeks ago too. He's alright, but damn, what a story to tell at parties, right?
I'm so excited to go home and make my bags. I tested the melting plastic idea and it worked really well. This is going to be great. I have so many color combination ideas and ideas for logos. It's gonna rock. AND my ultra bff is going to hang out with me all day and help me make them. I'm excited. Makes me miss the old times with her, but that's a whole other story.
Speaking of friends from home...my other really good friend almost drowned over the weekend. Here's what happened. There is this road leading into Duncannon, the town he lives in. This road goes underneath some railroad tracks and consequently is dug pretty deep down to make clearence. This area also happens to be where the Juniata and the Susquehanna rivers meet. So when it rains any good amount, this section of road (dubbed the "subway") floods, sometimes pretty bad. Usually when it does, PennDOT closes the road down until it drains out. But for some reason, this time they didn't. They got a lot more rain back home than we did here, so of course the subway flooded. He's driving back from Wal-Mart at like 2am (it's all we country kids have to do at night) and he's headed towards the subway. It's not lit...for whatever reason...so he doesn't notice the 3' of water sitting in there and drives right into it. The only problem (other than the fact that he just swamped his car and can't move it) is that it's still raining and the water is still rising...fast. He can't open the door or the window because they're automatic and the water shorted them out. He calls 911 and police are on their way. But he's still stuck in there. He fights with the window until he finally gets it low enough to crawl out. At this point the water is up to his chin. He climbs out onto the roof and awaits rescue. By the time they got there, the water was over the roof of the car. He just bought the car two weeks ago too. He's alright, but damn, what a story to tell at parties, right?
Monday, March 10, 2008
The war on the female gender
My best friend was just hired as a waitress at a really nice restaurant in Harrisburg. For those unfamiliar with Harrisburg, they have a section of the city call restaurant row. It's a collection of very nice bars and restaurants that are always packed every night of the week. So to work there is kind of a big deal and it has a HUGE mid 20's early 30's crowd. A.k.a. drunken douche bags. So of course, as with most restaurants these days, they hire on looks more than ability. Well my friend is pretty good looking and is well endowed if you get my meaning, and she's a fantastic waitress so getting hired was't that hard.
But once there she realized what kind of a hell it is. She's been offended several times by the cook staff and she's been there less than a week. And she can't tell the owner because he's already given her shit for wearing pants that he feels are "too loose."
This is rediculous. It's so sad that we as a society still have these kinds of things going on, even after all the progess women have made. When will we stop exploiting woman and start respecting them as the equals they are?
People don't see a problem today because it's the social norm. Woman are supposed to be skinny, wear as little clothing as possible and not speak up. But why? Why does how tight your pants are have anything to do with how well you serve tables? Women deserve more respect than that.
***
But once there she realized what kind of a hell it is. She's been offended several times by the cook staff and she's been there less than a week. And she can't tell the owner because he's already given her shit for wearing pants that he feels are "too loose."
This is rediculous. It's so sad that we as a society still have these kinds of things going on, even after all the progess women have made. When will we stop exploiting woman and start respecting them as the equals they are?
People don't see a problem today because it's the social norm. Woman are supposed to be skinny, wear as little clothing as possible and not speak up. But why? Why does how tight your pants are have anything to do with how well you serve tables? Women deserve more respect than that.
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Wednesday, March 5, 2008
the war on the middle class
Apparently that's the title of a very good book that was recommended to me.
Today at work, I got involved in a conversation with some of the guys in the shop. Now these guys are in their high 40's and some are in their 50's. They have kids in school and college, mortgages, car payments, etc. And they're scared. They're scared that they won't have jobs in the future. The ones that are there now have seen the size of the shop staff drop by over half. Why? Because everyone's trying save money anywhere they can. They're pay is not increasing (some are actually going to be decreasing by 2010), yet their health care premiums, insurance premiums, gas bills, and interest rates are going up. Where is that money going?
It's making someone very rich while making the rest of us very poor. I'm sick of it. I've seen it first hand. My dad has lost more than one job due to outsourcing the work to cheaper labor. What's he supposed to do? He's 57 with no education. And what is my brother supposed to do? He dropped out of high school and never went to college. It's nothing bad about him, he was never a good student, school just wasn't his thing. He's blue collar. So where do blue collar people work anymore? All the manufacturing jobs are in the China, all the tech support jobs are in India.
I was talking to my friend the other day. He's an economist and a hard core capitalist. Although he's somewhat idealistic in that he honestly believes that capitalism promotes strong economies by making people better themselves. He's a fan of outsourcing because it produces a cheaper product. And that the wealth of the few "trickles down" to the many. He believes that America is changing from a manufacturing nation to a tech and management nation.
BULLSHIT.
America doesn't manufacture anything anymore. And that's fucking scary. Not only does this mean that the tens of millions of Americans that can't go to school can't get a good paying factory job. It also means that if someone were to disrupt our trade, we're boned. Imagine, our military is already stretched unbelievably thin. Now what happens if North Korea puts up a blockcade or forces China to stop exporting? We lose everything and we have no safety net.
America is too big to be completely service and managerial oriented. 300 million people and they can't all go to college and get degrees. School isn't for everyone. And even those that go to school can't afford it anymore because tuitions keep sky rocketing.
And as far as trickle down economics are concerned, I have two words: big oil. How can these companies be sporting record profits with oil prices souring through the roof? Where does it start trickling down? Why does the CEO of a company make millions of dollars while the people actually doing the work are scrapping buy with barely anything? Where's this trickle?
I could go on and on. But it would only continue to piss me off.
Sorry for the angry post. This shit just fires me up.
Today at work, I got involved in a conversation with some of the guys in the shop. Now these guys are in their high 40's and some are in their 50's. They have kids in school and college, mortgages, car payments, etc. And they're scared. They're scared that they won't have jobs in the future. The ones that are there now have seen the size of the shop staff drop by over half. Why? Because everyone's trying save money anywhere they can. They're pay is not increasing (some are actually going to be decreasing by 2010), yet their health care premiums, insurance premiums, gas bills, and interest rates are going up. Where is that money going?
It's making someone very rich while making the rest of us very poor. I'm sick of it. I've seen it first hand. My dad has lost more than one job due to outsourcing the work to cheaper labor. What's he supposed to do? He's 57 with no education. And what is my brother supposed to do? He dropped out of high school and never went to college. It's nothing bad about him, he was never a good student, school just wasn't his thing. He's blue collar. So where do blue collar people work anymore? All the manufacturing jobs are in the China, all the tech support jobs are in India.
I was talking to my friend the other day. He's an economist and a hard core capitalist. Although he's somewhat idealistic in that he honestly believes that capitalism promotes strong economies by making people better themselves. He's a fan of outsourcing because it produces a cheaper product. And that the wealth of the few "trickles down" to the many. He believes that America is changing from a manufacturing nation to a tech and management nation.
BULLSHIT.
America doesn't manufacture anything anymore. And that's fucking scary. Not only does this mean that the tens of millions of Americans that can't go to school can't get a good paying factory job. It also means that if someone were to disrupt our trade, we're boned. Imagine, our military is already stretched unbelievably thin. Now what happens if North Korea puts up a blockcade or forces China to stop exporting? We lose everything and we have no safety net.
America is too big to be completely service and managerial oriented. 300 million people and they can't all go to college and get degrees. School isn't for everyone. And even those that go to school can't afford it anymore because tuitions keep sky rocketing.
And as far as trickle down economics are concerned, I have two words: big oil. How can these companies be sporting record profits with oil prices souring through the roof? Where does it start trickling down? Why does the CEO of a company make millions of dollars while the people actually doing the work are scrapping buy with barely anything? Where's this trickle?
I could go on and on. But it would only continue to piss me off.
Sorry for the angry post. This shit just fires me up.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
almost the home stretch
I scheduled for most of my classes today. I'm pretty excited about it. I have Mondays off and only one class on Fridays. However, I do not have my grad course scheduled yet.
This term is the start of the real deal. Up until now I treated college like high school. I did enough just to get by. Granted, getting by for me were A's and high B's. But still, I never worked too hard on anything. But now it's starting to get serious. How I do in school is going to affect more than just my GPA. It's going to affect the rest of my life. This is where I find out if I'm cut out to be an engineer. This is where I find out what I want to do with my life. It's time to start taking things a bit more seriously.
But I'm honestly not too worried. I've never had a problem finishing what I started. I never really look at something and say "it's too much." I just look at it as what has to be done and I do it.
This term I start the BS/MS program. Basically I'm dropping 4 undergrad classes and adding a crap load of graduate courses. So for the same price and the same period of time, I will graduate with both a bachelor's degree and a master's degree. Woot. Smart move really. Considering that it'll be 6 years of college by the time I get out of here. I'd like a little more than a BS to show for it.
This term is the start of the real deal. Up until now I treated college like high school. I did enough just to get by. Granted, getting by for me were A's and high B's. But still, I never worked too hard on anything. But now it's starting to get serious. How I do in school is going to affect more than just my GPA. It's going to affect the rest of my life. This is where I find out if I'm cut out to be an engineer. This is where I find out what I want to do with my life. It's time to start taking things a bit more seriously.
But I'm honestly not too worried. I've never had a problem finishing what I started. I never really look at something and say "it's too much." I just look at it as what has to be done and I do it.
This term I start the BS/MS program. Basically I'm dropping 4 undergrad classes and adding a crap load of graduate courses. So for the same price and the same period of time, I will graduate with both a bachelor's degree and a master's degree. Woot. Smart move really. Considering that it'll be 6 years of college by the time I get out of here. I'd like a little more than a BS to show for it.
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