Posts Tagged ‘vegetables’

Good things are happening this week!  I decided to start diversifying my activities, and rekindle a few old creative flames, to offset my day-job blah.  As a result:

I have been invited to play at a jazz recital in June, and soon afterwards, to start teaching guitar at Zabinski music studio, in Pawtucket’s Hope Artiste Village.  Very excited!  So I will get to test my new crazy solo jazz-classical style on a real live audience.  Fingers crossed they don’t pelt me with rotten tomatoes.  I also want to start a mosh pit of really small children, and make this venture mutually entertaining. It has been approximately 12 years since I last played live, so my heart is thanking me profusely for getting off my arse again.

I also just did an interview with Motif magazine, a local arts / entertainment paper, for a feature they’re writing on me in their next issue, focusing on the publication and sale of “Vegetables” in Machine of Death, and my current mission to film-script the story and try to sell that on the back of some media-whoring I’m planning.

This weekend is also Gaspee Days festival in Warwick’s Pawtuxet Village, so if you’re heading down there, look out for my friend Kari, and her incredible macramé jewelry designs at the Fnurra Smycken tent!  If you buy lots of her stuff this weekend as a result of my pitch, I reckon she might buy me a beer next time we’re out.  But I haven’t proposed this to her yet, and I still owe her a shot of Jameson’s.  Seriously though, her work is truly awesome.

 

Have a great long weekend folks!  I’m not getting out of bed on Monday, for any reason.  By Tuesday, my reason will be to shower and change the sheets.

I’ve always been obsessed with time travel, and then something startling – you might even say ASTONISHING – occurred to me today: I am a frackin time traveler. In late March 1976 I decided, “this womb is getting stinky”, and so I decided to bail. And holy cow, was April Fool’s Day an apt day to escape, because this place has got NOTHING on the womb – joke was on me BIG TIME. I turned round to crawl back in, but my biological mother was already in the bar, on her third vodka.
When I realized I was born for good, I decided to time travel forward by a few years, and try school. So I boosted about 5 years, and then quickly decided that was an error. So I curled up in fetal position in bed that night, and elected to go back to my fourth Christmas.  But this time round, right before my brother bit that chunk out of my back, I planned to sidestep his sneaky chompers and watch him hit the deck in full lunge, maybe even land his face in a bowl of cereal. So I closed my eyes, set the dials and went back. Guess what? My plan worked exactly – there were cornflakes stuck to every wall in the house, by the time I was done with my deft ninjistics. He had no idea I knew he was coming, I almost felt bad for him it was so easy.  Next day I was done with being a baby, and decided I wanted to be thirty-seven, hilarious, good looking, popular, talented, sardonic, and develop a wit that wove in and out of sarcasm like a sine wave.  Or, a wit-weave-wave, if you are an appreciator of alliteration.  So here I am, happy at last! I love my life.

Place smells great right now – I’ve got a Shepherd’s Pie in the oven. I kept seeing all these vegan and vegetarian recipes everywhere, so decided to be radical and try the cannibal version. I found a sleeping shepherd – I’ll spare you the details – but you can substitute the human for either ground turkey if you are a carnivore, chick peas if you are a vegivore or both if you are an awesomnivore. I put extra chunky onions in there, an extra carrot, peas, sweetcorn and some Coleman’s sauce. I’m salivating like Pavlov’s Dog round about now, so I’m going to go sign off, savage my postal delivery person’s leg and then hi-five my late lunch.

Have a nice weekend, cats!

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So yesterday, getting the new laptop all configured whilst barely moving a muscle, I played and I played and I played. It was fun, although by last night my back ached and my ass was numb.

So in order of importance, what did I achieve?

1. I have this new blog which I can update via email (as I am now), set up to publish to WordPress, Facebook, Twitter and LinkedIn via their WP gadget. This is comfortable; it feels like I’m just emailing myself, which I do all the time, although I rarely read emails from myself because they’re annoying.

2. I consolidated various email accounts and RSS feed subscriptions into my Windows Live Mail client. Score for efficiency (or laziness – a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet…)

3. I have all the tools set up and configured to start drafting / building the new web application.

4. I have the house set up in a wireless P2P network, so can access files on the desktop from the laptop, we can all use the printer, and I don’t need to leave the chair. In fact, I could even work on the app while I’m in the bath, although I probably won’t, and would definitely advise against it.

5. I got a new high score on Bejeweled Blitz, somewhere in the 230,000s.

6. I cooked a delicious vegetarian meal and then we ate too much.

7. I built a template page in Nvu (WYSIWYG site builder) and then printed and obsessed over the source code for a while, to get familiar with how elements are named and nested tables and classes and attributes and properties are referenced. (I am learning html / xhtml / css / php on the fly.)

8. I made a basic MySQL database, and then a page which takes input via a form, connects & writes said input to said database table using php and then outputs the contents of the database table to the same page. Not bad for a noob. Sooner or later I need to learn how to validate the data to prevent empty strings being entered or SQL injection attacks.

9. I met our new neighbor, who is weird.

Today I plan on being far less productive, forgetting most of what I learned yesterday, and then ending the night feeling like an unproductive loser. If I get particularly ambitious, I might go out to buy some more sugar. I used the last of it this morning.