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October 23rd, 2008

08:00 am: I Fucking LOVE C&H
Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Current Location: Work
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: Roanoke - Bill Monroe

August 28th, 2008

11:20 am: Breaking Radio Silence
Shit, I guess it's about time I post something huh? I haven't been online much or at all in about two months because work has been really hectic and the last thing I've wanted to do after working endless hours unfucking other people's computers at work is get on my own computer at home. I'm on vacation this week though so I figgered I was about due to crawl out from underneath the rock I've been under. I just realized yesterday that a bazillion of my friends all have birthdays in July and August and I missed every single one of them. Yeah I know, I suck. Sorry everybody.

Street Fair starts tomorrow and I can't fucking wait!!!! The Wake is releasing a live DVD/CD there that they recorded at last year's fair and I'm way excited about picking it up. They've got two songs from the album up now on their myspace page and also two videos. I put the videos up on my myspace page and made Oh My Guinness my new profile song so go check them out:

MY Space

I'm so fucking stoked that it's time for Street Fair again, this is far and away the Wake's best gig of the year every year and I can't wait to be out there with all my old drinking buddies drinking Guinness in the hot sun and rocking out to some killer music. I'll try and take some pictures this time around.

What else has been going on in the life of ol Guinessdrinker? Not a whole lot really. Any free time I've had during the last two months I've spent wailing away on my mandolin. It's been two months now since I started taking lessons and although I'm not coming along as fast as I'd like, I think I'm doing ok for a n00b. I also signed up for this Beginner's Bluegrass Jam school that they offer at the place where I take my lessons and it's been really helpful and the whole group has made a lot of improvement in the short time the class has been running. Tonight's the 4th class and I get to do a few solo breaks and I've been practicing so much this week that all of the fingertips on my left hand are pretty gnarly looking right now.

I was fucking around the other day and made a few recordings so I could hear how I'm doing and if anybody's interested I've put them online and you can check them out at the links below. Redhaired Boy and Old Joe Clark are two of the solo breaks I get to do tonight in the jam, and I 'might' take a crack at Cripple Creek. Salt Creek and Cripple Creek are still kind of rough because I just started learning both of those songs this past week. I get into a little trouble on Cripple Creek on the B part the first time through but it gets better the second time around.

Salt Creek

Cripple Creek

Old Joe Clark

Redhaired Boy

Current Location: bedroom
Current Mood: hungryhungry
Current Music: She Swears Like a Sailor - TAW

July 8th, 2008

07:58 am: I was in my first jam session Saturday night
Saturday I had my second mandolin lesson and I told my teacher Randy about the adventures I'd had the week before with strings breaking, bridge popping out etc and he took my mandolin and checked it out and was really impressed and told me I did a really good job of putting it all together. I guess the bridge adjustment is kind of complicated and he was surprised I'd nailed it my first time out, so yay me! Thank God for the Internet, you can find instructions on how to do just about anything.

After my lesson he told me they were having a jam session that night and that I should come. I thought he meant to come listen and observe so I can see what goes on, but then he said 'no, bring your mandolin so you can play.' I was excited and terrified at the same time. I was tempted to chicken out and not go but then I didn't want to look like a total puss to my new teacher so I sucked it up(winks at Marlo) and went since I'd rather be embarrassed because I suck at something than be embarrassed because I'm a coward. I've never played with anyone else and had no idea of what I would even be able to do since I'm such the n00b and all. When I got there they had handouts with the songs that were going to be played with corresponding chords. I got the basic rundown on what I was supposed to do and Randy showed me all the chords and then we started playing. For the first 4 or 5 songs I felt like a total loser because I kept getting lost and couldn't keep up with the chord changes and just sat there looking retarded, but I finally started catching on and did ok for the last 2 songs. Now I have a list of chords for a bunch of songs and a basic idea of how to practice them so it's on now bitches! I should be able to do a lot better at next month's jam =) I'm so happy I found this place and have the chance to take these lessons.

My cat Chevy has the cutest habit when I'm playing. Whenever I'm practicing he gets into my mandolin case and chills out there or falls asleep and it makes me feel like he's supporting me or something. (I know it's because the inside lining of the thing is soft and cushy and that's why he's there, but don't burst my bubble ok?)

My biggest fan:

Current Location: work
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: Supersuckers - Pretty Fucked Up

December 23rd, 2007

05:40 pm: ganked this joke from some comment on a news article somewhere
God needed to choose a new right hand man. Arnold, Stallone and Chuck Norris applied for the job. When God asked Arnold "Why should you be my right hand man?" Arnold replied "Because I was Governor and I did all thses great things." When God asked Stallone, Stallone replied, "Because I made all those movies and did so many great things." When God asked Chuck Norris, Chuck Norris replied "You're sitting in my chair"

Current Location: work
Current Mood: amusedamused

December 18th, 2007

03:24 pm: This is pretty funny..
Considering that I shave my head bald and that my lover is about 1100 miles away at the moment.

Dear Robert,
Here is your AstroSlam
for Tuesday, December 18:

After your shower, and please, shower, enjoy shaking your wet hair. Have a friend or lover run their fingers through your hair. Indulge in your hair, from here on out it's going to thin and thin and finally go bye-bye.

Current Location: work
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: Feliz Navidad on the radio

November 27th, 2007

05:43 pm: For my bonnie, red-haired lass...
A poem by the Bard of Scotland himself, Robert Burns:

A Red, Red Rose

O, my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run:

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Current Location: work
Current Mood: lovedsappy
Current Music: The Smiths - There Is a Light That Never Goes Out
01:22 pm: Horrorscope for today
This is pretty funny, because I just made an appointment for a physical not 15 minutes ago and then I check my e-mail and here this is.

Dear Robert,
Here is your horoscope
for Tuesday, November 27:

You are thinking about your health now, though it's not all that scary, really. It's probably some minor irritation, but it's a good time to at least get a check-up. Maybe life can get a little easier.

Current Location: Work
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: All for Me Grog - The Pubcrawlers

November 19th, 2007

09:03 pm: OMFG!!! The Awesomest Political Endorsement, EVER!!!!
Chuck Norris Approved:

Current Location: work
Current Mood: giddygiddy
05:50 pm: So fucking tired
I couldn't sleep for the life of me last night and I kept waking up like every 10-15 fucking minutes all night long and I feel like total dogshit today. I just want to go curl up and pass out somewhere. Work's bugging the shit out of me today too. The stores are extra busy with everyone out shopping for turkey day so lots more shit is breaking down out there and everyone's impatient as fuck and a few of them should get a roundhouse kick to the head or a size eleven boot to the ass, but fuck it, it's my job, I'm supposed to deal with this bullshit. Luckily I have the next 4 days off so I'll be able to catch up on some sleep and not have to deal with all the last minute stores bullshit over the next couple days.

I still don't know why the fuck I couldn't sleep last night. I was having some funky-ass dreams though, most of which I can't remember, which considering how I felt after I woke up from some of them is probably a really good thing. I remember parts of one though, and it was this cool-as-fuck Tomb-Raideresque/James Bondy type of dream and there was this underwater structure thingy I was supposed to go gank something from with some other spy chick and we were hauling ass in a speedboat and the bad guys(actually I think they were cops or something and we were the bad guys, but whatever) were almost on us and we dove out of the boat as it was speeding along into the water to go down to the structure and elude those guys, and like halfway down I realized that in my haste I'd forgotten to put on my scuba shit... DOH!!!! It was cool though because I could hold my breath long enough to get to the structure, which was pretty far down, and there would be air inside. Pretty convenient that it was my dream, because that means I get to make the rules on the fly, like, suddenly I can hold my breath as long as I want and then there is air somewhere underwater if, like a dumbass, I happen to forget something I need, like say, AIR! So anyway we're down there and I'm crawling through this passageway and as I'm coming out of it, the cop dude grabs my foot from behind and I'm like OH FUCK, I'm busted. The chick got away and was carrying on getting to the whateverthefuckitis that we're after, and I look around trying to see how I can get out of this and to the right of the roller skating rink floor that used to be a big pool of water(no I don't know where the fuck it came from) I see Mr. Spock, Captain Kirk, and Dr. McCoy, the original Star Trek guys, all on roller skates, and Spock winks at me knowingly, like we totally had this prearranged plan for them to pull my fat out of the fire, because I'm like the next gen or some other incarnation of Star Trek captain and since they always get out of all kinds of shit they're gonna back me up and help me get out, which is really cool because I'm so busted right now and I'm looking at being locked up for the rest of my life or something. So I manage to pull my foot out of the cop's grasp and I fall out of the passage and onto the floor and start hauling ass out of there towards where the chick went and Spock, Kirk and McCoy gang up and skate in a tight circle around the cop guy totally blocking him from pursuing me, allowing me to make good my escape. Next scene me and the chick have got the thing, and are making our escape in two different speed boats, which is made possible by the fact that the skating floor conveniently returned to being ocean again, never mind that we're in a structure way under the sea- I woke up before that detail got resolved, unfortunately. I have no idea who that spy chick was since she was always really far ahead, or what that thingamajig was that we were after, BUT... WE GOT IT BITCHES!!!!!!!!! BOOOYAHHHHHH!!! Many thanks to the original Star Trek guys for having my back!!!

You know, some people have to do drugs to experience the sort of things that go through my head on a day-to-day basis.

Current Location: work
Current Mood: crankytired and cranky

November 16th, 2007

01:10 pm: Yeah, I do know what's up.
Dear Robert,
Here is your AstroSlam
for Friday, November 16:

This would be a good time to follow through on that knuckle-headed crack-pot idea that's been knocking around your head for years -- the goofier the better. Let them point and laugh -- you know what's up.

Current Location: work
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: Life in a Tenement Square - Flogging Molly
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