family, PFFFFT!, overheard conversations
talked to my dad the other day. he was happy to hear that i'm going to be visiting him soon although he couldn't keep straight whether it was going to be in five days or five months (it's five weeks -- assuming i can get the days off from work). there were times when i couldn't understand what he was saying, but at least he sounded relatively happy.
my ma is suffering pretty severe short-term memory loss, to the point where she can't remember the last house she lived in (she lived there five years), or any of the strategies they've tried to teach her to help her avoid falling (her balance is pretty much shot). haven't talked to her in awhile; need to.
my middle dtr showed me her tcu degree plan (english major with women's studies emphasis, minoring in japanese). it sounds like she and her sisters are all doing well -- figuring things out, in better places than they were just recently. nice. would like to see 'em all soon if it can be worked out.
PFFFFT! played at the chat room last night. matt was back from tennessee and fresh from practicing with his police cover band. i came from work and had just cut my left middle finger with a boxcutter (which i used to play slide later). forgot my gtr strap but luckily for me, hembree carries extras of _everything_ (didn't have enough double a's for tony's synth, however). i discovered that i don't like the sound of the li'l roland amp with the tele very much. gotta fix the h&k. the first set (:59) was kinda tentative, the second (1:10) more intense (i got _high_ from playing that; clay said he did too); the third (just a slight return before last call) was totally insane. we seem to be getting better at listening to each other, and at the same time, we seem to be becoming more rawk. the critical mass bike ppl were there when we started, but even after they left, there was a decent house, including ppl i'd seen before who said they came specifically to hear us play. nice. non-snazz aspect: there was a shooting across magnolia while we were playing our first set. luckily, the victim survived. scary. my sweetie took pics and posted some of 'em on her photo blog. we're playing the fairmount next sunday.
when i was walking home from work the other night, i passed these two guys running and overheard their convo. one of them was telling his buddy, "so when [girlfriend's name] is gone, i won't need the extra money i've been using on dating -- not that i ever have a lot of extra money -- so i can get my iphone."
today when i was eating lunch, i overheard a guy talking on his cellphone, telling his buddy, "if you keep dating [girlfriend's name], one of the cool things about her is that her mother works for american airlines, so you can use her frequent flyer miles."
who said romance was dead? douchebags.
my ma is suffering pretty severe short-term memory loss, to the point where she can't remember the last house she lived in (she lived there five years), or any of the strategies they've tried to teach her to help her avoid falling (her balance is pretty much shot). haven't talked to her in awhile; need to.
my middle dtr showed me her tcu degree plan (english major with women's studies emphasis, minoring in japanese). it sounds like she and her sisters are all doing well -- figuring things out, in better places than they were just recently. nice. would like to see 'em all soon if it can be worked out.
PFFFFT! played at the chat room last night. matt was back from tennessee and fresh from practicing with his police cover band. i came from work and had just cut my left middle finger with a boxcutter (which i used to play slide later). forgot my gtr strap but luckily for me, hembree carries extras of _everything_ (didn't have enough double a's for tony's synth, however). i discovered that i don't like the sound of the li'l roland amp with the tele very much. gotta fix the h&k. the first set (:59) was kinda tentative, the second (1:10) more intense (i got _high_ from playing that; clay said he did too); the third (just a slight return before last call) was totally insane. we seem to be getting better at listening to each other, and at the same time, we seem to be becoming more rawk. the critical mass bike ppl were there when we started, but even after they left, there was a decent house, including ppl i'd seen before who said they came specifically to hear us play. nice. non-snazz aspect: there was a shooting across magnolia while we were playing our first set. luckily, the victim survived. scary. my sweetie took pics and posted some of 'em on her photo blog. we're playing the fairmount next sunday.
when i was walking home from work the other night, i passed these two guys running and overheard their convo. one of them was telling his buddy, "so when [girlfriend's name] is gone, i won't need the extra money i've been using on dating -- not that i ever have a lot of extra money -- so i can get my iphone."
today when i was eating lunch, i overheard a guy talking on his cellphone, telling his buddy, "if you keep dating [girlfriend's name], one of the cool things about her is that her mother works for american airlines, so you can use her frequent flyer miles."
who said romance was dead? douchebags.
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