Wednesday, July 16, 2003 at 19:16:13 (EDT)

Stranger in Paradise
Just a quick update so your work week isn't completely wasted. I'm back at the Online Coffee Company (I'll go back and put links in when I get home), using their free internet access. Does this exist anywhere in New York? Have I ever drank so much coffee in my life?

Yesterday was College Reunion Day at a park on the Sound (Puget, you know). Ah, the nostalgia! Actually we didn't dwell too much on the old days. In my usual absentmindedness, I forgot my camera so I don't have any record of the affair, but suffice it to say that everybody is doing well out here, although they were strangely excited to hear I ran into Elliott Ratzmann at the Alibi the other day. I guess they were more into politics at Ohio University than I was.

I realized that present in the group was the first woman I ever kissed in college. I mean, as long as you don't count the ill-advised spin-the-bottle game I played some months before. Hmmm, actually even if you do count that, the people who were kissed by me were almost all present as well. We're all tainted by that insidious game! That's why I refused to play it with theater people last week. Where does it stop?

Sorry if I haven't been emailing much, I am constantly in fear of running over the free time on the computer, at which point the fee jumps to a staggering $.12 per minute. Actually, I can't even check my jimmylegs mail, so it'll all have to wait til I get back on Sunday night.

Today was hanging with Jimmy-J and his kid Roman-J. We checked out the tide pools and the fish ladder. I will explain what that means later. Tonight it's Steve Albini night in the garage, in which I will produce Jim's band. Or I won't be able to get it to work at all. Then it's off to Chop Suey to see Radio Dept, some Swedish band. I still hope to see a band that actually resides here. Maybe I will get lucky with the openers.

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Sunday, July 13, 2003 at 16:08:35 (EDT)

I'm the type of guy who likes to roam around
I'm sitting here in my flannel and knit hat, stroking my goatee and adjusting my long wallet chain at an internet cafe full of like-minded grunge afficianados. Actually, I guess nobody dresses like that here anymore. I'm staying at Sean's, my old college roommate, so we're dredging up a lot of amusing anecdotes from our past, many of which will be illustrated in future postings from my photo collections.

The plane ride was kind of horrible, mostly because instead of turning in early Friday night, I ended up staying out, first seeing Spellbound (which kicks ass), then going to the 119 Bar, then to Corner Billiards for another going away party for Corey, then, of course, to the Alibi. I slept for 45 minutes, then got in a car and went to the airport. I don't know why I always think I'll be able to make up sleep on the airplane. I slept a bit but I was pretty out of it for a while once I arrived.

Saw Sean race in Redmond. He was fine after the race, but I had to be put to bed for a while. Now my mission is to find a live band to see before I leave. Tomorrow, Longwave and stellastar* are playing. I don't really like those bands but it's good to see Brooklyn represented out here.

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Friday, July 11, 2003 at 10:23:46 (EDT)

We gotta get out of this place
It's the end of the line for me. One more day of not really getting any work done and then I'm off to Seattle for the next week, then off to northern California, where I shall visit wineries and smoosh grapes with as much abandon as I smoosh mulberries in the back yard.

I suspect I will update the site a couple of times while I'm out there, so keep checking back, though perhaps with not as great a frequency as you do during a normal week. So today's semi-organized photo album is all pictures from my college years. I like going over these old pictures, but it appears I am the only one with a funny hairstyle.

 



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Thursday, July 10, 2003 at 11:40:54 (EDT)

That's entertainment
Our long national nightmare is almost over. Yes, we're getting a couch! Our friend is bringing it over on Saturday, so I won't be there to witness it, but it should be here when I return from the west coast. I'm glad Ikea was out of stock of that couch I almost bought.

New album today (this seems to be taking up the time I used to devote to songwriting, hmm). This one is all pictures of me and my lifelong pal J. I hope you can endure it.

 

 

 



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Wednesday, July 09, 2003 at 15:47:34 (EDT)

Cut off in my prime
I going to Seattle on Saturday, so to prepare for the journey, I've been reading up on what's going down in the Pacific Northwest. To help smooth my transition to the west coast, I'll post a Seattle Times article, so us New Yorkers can get a feel for what Seattlelites find important.

The circumcision decision: Merits of procedure debated

So this is what riles 'em up in Seattle? There are apparently organized groups of people who protest circumcision. I dunno, I guess circumcision is probably kind of silly and unnecessary (though don't tell Josh that). If the pro-circumcision lobby (hey, there's gotta be one) wanted to turn it around, they'd start an ad campaign likening it to getting your body pierced, or getting a tattoo. They could call is "Baby's First Scarification." Every 8-day old kid would want one.

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Tuesday, July 08, 2003 at 14:16:28 (EDT)

A real cool club, and you're not part of it
It doesn't seem as hot today as they warned on the radio, but I finally dragged my air conditioner up out of the basement. It has never been used before, so I was worried it wouldn't work. But it's chugging along and already the room temperature has dropped 10 degrees. I can almost feel the ConEd bill stacking up ever higher.

My previous concern about this device was its size. Because of the bars over the window, a conventional air conditioner wouldn't work in this room. So my mom sent me a stand-alone box that connects to the window via an exhaust hose. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but this thing in enormous, way bigger than an in-window A/C unit, and at least as heavy. But of course these days I have a lot more space here, so it's not much of an issue. See it and tremble before its icy majesty:


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Monday, July 07, 2003 at 23:25:28 (EDT)

Those were the days, my friends, we thought they'd never end
Here's another installment of old photos. I'm resisting the urge to group these but most of them document my glorious past. And pictures of my friends when they were perhaps not at their best. Or maybe they were. It's all subjective.

 

 

 

 



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Monday, July 07, 2003 at 22:46:05 (EDT)

Who rocks the party that rocks the party?
Citizen Keith has stepped up to the plate and put a bunch of his recordings on his site. I almost hesitate to publicize it here, because, well, his stuff sounds a lot better than mine. Also his musicianship is decidedly more diverse than my own guitar-based, verse-chorus-verse thing. Primarily a drummer for Orchestraville, he has played everything from the hardest rock to the weirdest ambient music (is ambient actually 'played'? more 'programmed' perhaps).

So please head on over and download some of the stuff (he even has streaming capabilities so you don't have to wait so much). And if anybody spies any other bloggers with music sites such as these, be sure and shout out. Now I'm gonna practice the clarinet and get my chops back.

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Monday, July 07, 2003 at 09:20:53 (EDT)

Please don't bother trying to find me
If you haven't done it yet, visit the National "Do Not Call" Registry page and get your precious phone number removed from telemarketers database. I really hope this thing works, because telemarketing involves two things I despise:

  • getting a hard sell and
  • talking on the phone

I'm actually rather impressed that a government agency would go through with this. If successful, won't this completely do away with telemarketing as we know it? I have to feel a little bad about its demise, since telemarketing has employed so many pals of mine throughout the years. Sure it's annoying, but how are the unskilled office drones of tomorrow gonna make ends meet?

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Monday, July 07, 2003 at 01:03:29 (EDT)

You don't have to die before you live ... in this oppressive heat
Thursday: Revved up by Steel Pulse and shortened workday, a bunch of theater people invade my home and proceed to get increasingly drunk and histrionic, well before the official cocktail hour. Everybody appears to be making out with everybody else, but only if somebody is around to witness it. We eventually go to the bar, but the lingering specter of Corey attempting to climb the mulberry tree makes enjoyment difficult.

Friday: I go to a party in Prospect Park. On the way I run into Mitchell and invite him along. At the party, I am stunned to find Yang and Jeff under the next tree. I know people are always running into people they know, but this is just weird. I know these guys from Athens, Ohio, and I knew they were in the city, but they live on the upper west side and Harlem, respectively. The chance that they'd attend a party in the same corner of the immense Brooklyn park, under the very next oak tree seems beyond simple coincidence. And running into Mitchell as well seems improbable, since he lives on the other side of the park. Then again, last year I attended the selfsame party in basically the same spot, and ran into Mitchell then as well. He must hang out there a lot. Good for him.

Then M and I go to JCN and Karen's party in the Village. I sound like a country mouse here, but I don't think I've ever been to an apartment on the 27th floor before. We have an excellent vantage on the fireworks, and not just because of the height of the terrace: We are suitably far enough from the pyrotechnics that the sonic reports aren't too deafeningly loud. A couple years ago I was cowering on a Greenpoint rooftop, as we were so close we could actually see the fireworks launching off the boats. That's too close. Fun is had with some nasty banana rum and then we are off to meet D at the 119. Smoking occurs but is reprimanded, as the bar apparently got busted recently (whatever happened to hush money?) Soon after, I hit the wall and have to be taken home. 13 hours of nonstop tomfoolery is one hour too much, I guess.

Saturday: M and I finally get the bottom heads on the drums, and then proceed to exhaust ourselves cleaning out the practice room. We find an enormous slug and countless nightcrawlers, plus a lotta mildew. Below are the exciting action shots of the transformation (you'll have to imagine how really nasty it was down there before we cleaned it out).

Sunday: has been all about band practice, poorly made black bean salsa, and recuperation.

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11 hits and counting: JL is #2 for "Punch Drunk Love sucks"!
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