This Will Not Be An Epiphany

I remember, when I was younger and had more time to spend with the Nintendo, that I thought the next great frontier in gaming would be free-roaming, trail-blazing, CYOA-style epics. I remember wanting so badly to get off that single, fixed path, jump over that dumb hedgerow that you could obviously just hop over in real life, collect the flaming slingshot and smoke the Boss on Level 3.

Having been a kid of the suburbs, where exploration is discouraged by ticky tacky homeowners, commercial plots stretch for miles and where any land worth discovering is already built up by developers, I realized that my start at college meant I was heading into a realm of diminished boundaries. Ann Arbor is by no means a big city in terms of size, but its population brings a global flare and the amount of interstitial space is incredible, especially on campus. Acres of lawn, cross-cut by intersecting sidewalks, meant options, and the assembly of Frisbeers, tanners, and falun gongers affirmed that the "Keep Off the Grass" placards had no place. The sidewalks were suggestions and I took the green route.

There are so many A--->B options in this world that it almost seems shameful to stay on the concrete when there's so much earth to use. Granted, there are limitations -- time, footwear, unscalable faces, etc. I won't even pretend that a sidewalk isn't sometimes the most efficient of comfortable way to go. The unbeaten path isn't for some, but I like it.

Think about it: when you're on the sidewalk, you're walking for The Man.

A Sunday Wondering

If you're in the Denver, does that mean you don't have to have sex on a plane to join the club?

I smell a loophole.

That sounds gross.

But major cred goes to the couple that copulates mid-skydive.

Concerning Comcast's Customer Service

I'm always wary that I'm chatting with a bot whenever I do customer service business over chat, so sometimes I put a little more out there to see what comes back.

Lotta.24942: I will need to search your address first in our system. While I am doing that, how are you today?
James: very well, thanks. tired though... I actually just moved into my first apartment on my own today
James: how about you?
Lotta.24942: Oh! You should take some rest after this, James.
Lotta.24942: I am doing fine.
Lotta.24942: Thank you for asking.


I smiled and took some rest after that.

The Answer Lies Within the Matted Fur

Ok, 'twas inevitable... it's plug time.

I've been fortunate enough to play with a couple outstanding gentlemusicians and toegther we are Looking For Mammoths. With the pile of shows we've had heft upon us as of late, we figured it was time that we had a really classy design for the EPs we sell at the shows. I went to ArtSpoken and bought my first-ever pack of watercolor pencils (which I now LOVE) and went to work. The final cd cover product ended up being a composite of a couple pieces, wrapped up nicely in a Photoshopped bow.


The blue guy in the middle still seems Thom Yorke-ant to me

Here was a review on a show we never had the chance to play because it was cancelled. Flattering, nevertheless... Guided By Voices, wow!

http://blog.mlive.com/citpat
"I'd like this Ypsilanti/Ann Arbor band even if it's music was awful for the simple fact that the main profile pic on its Myspace page is the old Far Side cartoon about early microscopes. Luckily, I think the music is pretty engaging, too, in a tuneful, low-fi, "Bee Thousand" kind of way."

Need a cd? You know who to reach!

Funk Wars - Return of the Mothership

I've always (and I mean since the first possible day that I was concurrently aware of each party) thought that George Clinton looked like an Ewok… albeit a much more colorful, African-American version... that doesn't wield clubs or have big, jewel-like eyes or live in trees.

Well, George might live in trees, I don't know. With all of his success, he certainly has the means to build a pretty spacious tree fortress.



When put together like that, I can't tell which one belongs on Endor and which one should be gettin' up for the downstroke with Bootsy Collins and Bernie Worrell!

THE RESEMBLANCE IS UNCANNY and if you disagree with me, the terr'ists win.

From the Command Center

So, if there's been one instant realization I've had since moving out on my own, it's that I'm more prone to want to get out of the house (apartment). I'll go anywhere. Literally.

I think that Dr. Steve Brule's had some good tips for me. Heed them!

A Solemn Vow

I will never subject you to anything once for which I have not already subjected to myself at least 15 times prior.

The Bird and the Bee
The Polite Dance Song


Thank you, Brian Tucker.