Well well well.
Here we are again, reading about jews.
Of course, most of you know I'm not Jewish, but I believe Michael Chabon is. If he isn't, there is some serious jewenvy going on in his brain. No, he is, for sure, and once again I am reading one of his fantastic novels.
I finally finished 100 Years of Solitude, and as earlier stated, 50 years were quite enough. My one sentence review: Beautiful imagery and mysticism, although it all fell apart when the world of of the Buendia's became modern and ugly. Like for real, it should've stayed in the past. Thankfully though, that book is now in my past. I can start reading wonderful stories, about jews.
The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay is going to get me to start reading comics I feel. I don't know if I like that or not, but we will see I guess.
I was privy to some good news yesterday. First, Talor, a wonderful new friend of mine, called and said "HEY LET'S HANG OUT!" So we did just that. Sidenote, her name is said Taylor, but her parents were like, "Whoops, left out the y, oh well, she can just rhyme with valor for now on."
She had a few pieces of good news, mainly in the fact that she MIGHT know the guy who is possession of my CV at Polyesther records. She MIGHT be able to put in a good word for me. As well, she MIGHT get me a chance to meet the girl in charge of that website I've been flipping out for, www.threethousand.com. I sent them a little email being like "Hey if you need/want any help with anything, writing, slave work, whatever, let me know." Like most emails I have sent to people in this country, it has been wonderfully ignored. Australia, get with it, it takes half a second to hit reply, type "no", and hit send. Shiiiiiiiiiiit, this is nothing like what I thought the future would be like.
Talor also helped me to discover that hot water bottles (the full on rubber kind) might be one of the best inventions ever. I should've just gotten like 4 of these instead of the heater, and laid them all around me. Maybe I could make a little harness for them, add a few pounds sure, but I would have a refillable heater. Who knows, maybe it would be cool to just toss it in my backpack when I head to the city. That'd probably be pretty rad. I'm going to be the smartest person to ever own one of these things. It's only been like 12 hours and I already have extra inventions and uses for this simple heating device.
I have taken about 3 days or so to try and get my stupid $200 soundcard for my computer/dj setup to work. I was so fed up with it today, and I was hungry, which means I was extra extra fed up with everything. I got food, had a whiskey on the rocks, and sat down to TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS. Turns out, 2 processors, as opposed to common sense, do NOT make things work better in the DJ software I am using. So click that off, and poof, things work. Fuck you Ableton (that's the software).
I'm psyched, DJ setup almost completely stable, functioning, and ready to play out. Just have to make a couple example mixes and then pass them along.
Someone let their dog poop on our steps. How messed up is that? I'm going to kick every dog I see in this suburb for the next year. Watch out pooches, you're all dead to me.
I had to walk past 4 piles of puke the other night. St. Kilda: party nation.
Wednesday there is a bunch of couchsurfers (www.couchsurfing.com) going to see the tiny (TINY) penguins on the St. Kilda pier. Who's excited? This guy.
End transmission, I don't know what else there is to say. The lotto numbers for tomorrow are 18, 02, 47, 33, and 79. Powerball multiplier is 42.
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