Trending Out of Tune

Have you ever noticed when your life seems to be in tune. Then, have you noticed, when your life seems to be trending out of tune. This is an incredibly important concept borrowed from music. After you have "tuned up" and played for a while, you'll begin trending out of tune. The instrument will sound dull and lifeless. It will sound as if you're moving away from the correct note. My life plays out as though the string and note are trending out of tune. After I've wound up, tuned, and rehearsed for a bit, I'll begin trending out of tune. The instrument sounds as if it doesn't wish to play the intended note any longer. But instead plays a note reminiscent of the intended note. Like a sister note, or cousin note. Of course the only remedy to this problem is to tune the instrument, and start anew. But what can we learn from the near miss of trending out of tune? Those shy, dull, lifeless notes, are notes unto themselves. Buried in some microtonal scale sitting dusty in the archives. Or played in another context does that trending out of tune note sound like an embellishment, a slow slide or bend? Is it a tattoo of rehearsal where the off-key note is a sign that the rehearsal is complete? Or the beginning of the second round, and an introduction to play. Whatever you call "trending out of tune," it's clear that the instrument needs to be put in tune and played anew. So until the next time we fall out of tune. Happy strumming.

When I Win the Lottery

Sometimes it's fun to think what you would do if you won the lottery or inherited a gross amount of money. Here's 1 that I've got some certainty on. I'd buy this guitar, and probably a dozen more behind it, and a room to put my guitars. By the Bye, it costs $11,299. That's some serious jack for an instrument.

Ok, Computers aren't That Bad....

I'm sure I'll regret this tomorrow, but computers aren't the devil spawn that my last post implies. I still believe they are a waste of time. And I still believe that backward technology is correct in many senses. But, as long as I'm sitting in front of this black hole, I might as well say there's something worth doing on here. So there, computers can do some things.

Computers are a Waste of Time and a Waste of Money

There aren't very many inventions that suck as much time and money as a computer. They are a complete waste of civilization. I'm willing to bet that countries with backward technology get along better than America.

Underappreciated Magic Sets

First off let me give a shout out to the most recent set...Khans of Tarkir. This set promises much. It's got some great new material and reprints that make it all the more worthwhile. Secondly, I'd like to give a shout out to the Duel Decks that have been produced. How many times have you just asked yourself...Can I get 2 Magic the Gathering decks that matchup well? That's what Duel Decks do...they simply matchup well against each other. Not to mention they are stock full of staple cards. Big thanks for the most recent sets and Duel Decks

Massive Headache

It's official Schizophrenia and headaches are linked. I've got a massive headache and have also been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I'm certain they are linked. I've posted a message on the schizophrenia forum to see if there are any sympathetic souls out there who might have something kind to say. If I can make it to my bed, make my bed, and climb into my bed tonight it will be a won day. Really, things must be not clicking somewhere in my head, like maybe my brain. !!Breaking News Update!! For now things are quiet around the office. A little too quiet. I will take a couple pills when I feel competent enough to administer them to myself. Maybe when I take vacation in February I'll stay South where the people don't worry as much. I think they have more crime and murder down in the south though. Sure would be nice to have warm weather year round. It's getting cold here. The breeze has a bite, and the leaves are changing to a warning orangish-red. Doesn't help that my thoughts are wandering like someone who might actually enjoy the cold. Surely, not me. I've made Mom a scarf that will keep her warm while walking the driveway and driving the car. I've also made Grandma a hat but that's more for her medical condition and not so much because of the cold. Though she will want to wear it on cold days. I'm not even profitable and my body yells at me as if I am. I don't get it. I'm not a money-grubbing stiff. But the world seems to think I've got that in me. Often times my mind and body rebel when I take a profit. It's ridiculous. I'm not talking anything excessively profitable. Just the usual excesses I've grown accustomed to. I know that I am a bit of a smash and grab kind of guy. But, now that I'm getting older I realize there are whos' and whys' to the things that we work with. I think a lot of it is growing up during the smash and grab, technology of the 90s.' I'm not soapboxing, believe me I'm not soapboxing. This blog was intended as my own memoirs far before my half dozen readership. Would be nice to make enough money to frequent McDonalds'. Wait, I've got.... A FREE FRY COUPON See Yah Later, Dear Diary EDIT -- I whined about my headache on the schizophrenia forum and another user was kind enough to point out that it's likely not related to schizophrenia.

suprised rants not making front page google

Ok, so not everything that I've blogged, I've been proud of. Yet, I thought I would have gotten a few regulars by now. Hey I ain't going to make a living blogging. But it wouldn't hurt to make a few bucks at it. I say this because I'd like to get a positive advertising stream of income. Currently I'm paying out more than I'm taking in and I still ain't seeing the cohesion in the technology thing that I signed up for. And the nay-sayers seem to have a say when it comes to things that don't work out. "It was about to break anyway," "it wasn't designed for that," "you don't need to do that to keep it running," "that happens once in a million." Enough with the nay-saying. It makes sane people tired and exhausted to the point they will give you credible crappy news.

Shout Out to Couriers (especially UPS)

I'm sure I'm due for a shout out to couriers. The people I love to take for granted. You guys deliver 3-hour rushes, the mail, and parcels every day for the common man. Computer and catalog shopping wouldn't be possible without you kind souls. Each shipping company has their area of expertise, which I won't pretend to understand. Even the good ol' post office is holding strong. And Angela, the Broadway Awards UPS Woman is always pleasant. I'm thankful.

Cheetos are Not a Food Group

I'm hungry all the time. Am I hungry now? Yes, I'm hungry now, and I've got an open bag of Cheetos in front of me. I'm breaking 3 cardinal rules by eating Cheetos. First, don't eat anything that turns your hands orange. Second, don't eat anything with 2 E's in its name. Third, don't do anything that Chester Cheetah says to do. That's all, I'm overeating again, "have a nice day."