| The Ceiling |
[27 Sep 2009|06:32pm] |
SO...
I was getting my drum set ready to pack up and put in the car to go to the show at kegs. I open my bass drum case to find that the batter head has a huge hole in it. I had forgotten about that because I hadn't used the stupid thing in a long time. So I'm looking around my house to see if I can maybe find an old head to use just for this show so I don't have to go buy a new one.
I think, Hey! I know there's old drum stuff above the garage! Maybe I can find an old head up there. I get out the ladder and I start to climb up to the storage above the garage. I start t crawl into the crawl space and I see some old drum stuff in a box way in the back. I see an old rain stick I got when I was in middle school and I really wanted to get it. So I start crawling in the CRAWL SPACE to get the stupid thing and all of a sudden, CCRRAAASSSHHH.
The next thing I know I'm falling through the ceiling into my bedroom on top of all of this junk and ceiling beams and ceiling tiles. All the while Heather is asleep on my bed. After I stop falling Heather understandably wakes up screaming and crying out my name. I then start commando crawling across the wreckage to get to her to push off all of the parts of the ceiling that landed on her. Then after getting her up we both make our way to the door underneath broken cross beams and hanging live electrical wiring.
After getting out of the garage we walked around to the other door to survey the damage and to revel in our insane escape from destruction. As I look into the room there is a metal power cable hanging down making sparks a few feet into my room.
Now I'm sitting here after an entire day of cleanup duty with a bare garage ceiling above me with a few missing cross beams. I'll probably be scrubbing the fiberglass insulation off my skin for the next week or so. And after all the mayhem that went down yesterday all I have to show for it is a few scrapes and a funny story. Oh and nothing in my room was broken ... other than the ceiling.
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| Tom Bombadil |
[21 May 2009|11:05pm] |
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Tom Bombadil's origins in the cosmology of Middle-earth were left vague by Tolkien. He calls himself the "Eldest" and the "Master". He claims to remember "the first raindrop and the first acorn", and "knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless — before the Dark Lord came from Outside." He does not neatly fit into the categories of beings Tolkien created. Speculative ideas about his true nature range from one of the Ainur, angelic beings (who came after the dark lord and shaped the earth), or God, who is called Eru Ilúvatar and "the One" in Tolkien's legendarium (the latter in The Lord of the Rings). This is reinforced when Frodo asks Goldberry just who Tom Bombadil is, and she responds by simply saying "He is."
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| Coppers |
[14 Apr 2009|11:43am] |
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The few laws that cops are forced to most of the time follow are awesome. The law that keeps them from barging into your house whenever they want is a good one. If you really think about the implications of what this law can allow you to do, its pretty far reaching. You can kill as many people you want and as long as you bury them under your house and no one sees the people come in, you're good to go. So if that law allows you to murder people and for the most part get away with it, you could pretty much do whatever in your house. So that pretty much makes any drug practically legal as long as you keep it in your house. And unless you're selling it from your house or you give the cops something to suspect you of having lots of drugs in your house you're good to go. So who knows whats going on in the house next door? Hopefully some cool shit cause fuck the cops.
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| self hating nut shit crazy religious yahoos |
[20 Mar 2009|08:19am] |
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after reading some ridiculous religious pamphlet i cant really say anything about it anymore. it seems like the issue has been driven home so many times that i have no reaction to it anymore. i just have my opinion, and that is that most religious people are nut shit crazy. its just a matter of fact now.
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| bb guns and helicopters |
[14 Jan 2009|12:00pm] |
one of my new favorite things to do is sit in my backyard and shoot at targets with my bb gun. ive recently started hanging bottles and cans by this plumbers tape stuff and it makes it so you can shoot at the tape to make the bottles fall. its pretty tough to hit the tape but it makes for some more challenge.
im also steadily becoming better at flying my little rc helicopter. so far ive only had one real crash and other damages were done to it by one questionable person on a certain new years eve party.
this past evening i finished the fellowship of the ring and ive only got another 600 pages to get through the rest of the book. its one hell of a task to read straight through 1000 pages of a book but im still chuggin along.
my new bed is working out fantastically. i now have a bed that is big enough to not feel like youre about to fall off of it if a stiff breeze blows but still allows my room to feel not soo much like a sardine can.
my new computer speakers arent as nice as id like but im not planning on holding a movie premiere in my room or DJing a party with them so its not soo bad. if they just had a little more bass theyd be great.
ive decided to start to try out this other backpack i have but its one of those swiss army backpacks and it has too many pockets. id like to get one of those army packs from the army surplus store that they used back in WWI. simple and easy is better sometimes.
all in all the days have been getting shorter and shorter. what i need is some kind of job to make a little pocket money but seeing as school starts up again in a month i dont have very much time to look or get very set. and it seems like no matter what time i go to bed i wake up at around 8. this morning i woke up from a dream about having my car towed for leaving it outside some weird place for less than 5 minutes. a very stressful and tiring dream it was.
ive kinda just been thinkin about going to a bar by myself and playing pool with myself or whoever wants to play.
ill probably end up reading my physics book to get a head start on next semester.
thats pretty much where im at right now.
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| so long, farewell, aufvedersehen goodbye. |
[15 Oct 2008|10:14pm] |
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well, im about to send out my applications to cal poly san louis obispo and to cal state long beach. im fairly certain ill get into long beach and im hoping ill be accepted to cal poly slo but only time will tell. some say you should send applications to lots of schools but i only really care about going to either of these two. and saving money on application fees is not soo bad either. but after 3 years of community college, 8 math classes, 3 physics classes, 2 chemistry classes, and a but load of annoying assholes in general ed classes im finally done with this crap. after i transfer ill be able to tell people im majoring in aerospace engineering and actually be taken seriously instead of getting the 'oh youre going to el camino?' response. soon ill be waving goodbye to community college with less than all my fingers, never to return.
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| on the subject of school and what nots |
[25 Aug 2008|12:13am] |
i am now onto my 8th math class at el camino. math is a crazy wonderful puzzling intriguing thing. but its always nice to see what the math was actually created for and thats where the physics comes in. entering a new chapter of my education.
but on another subject, why are people allowed to have children without some kind of government regulation. its kind of disturbing that there is more regulation on the adoption process than actually having a child. it seems a little strange.
and on yet another subject, why doesnt our government use corporal punishment on people that have enough money to buy their way out of trouble? if i am rich as shit i probably dont care about getting tickets since i can just pay em all off. so i say we either have a scaling of fines based on income or the rich are just caned for breaking laws.
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| an old notebook i found that i use to write in |
[15 May 2008|01:01am] |
5/1/0?
The Notes
-i found radiohead
-if you put a snake on a rollercoaster, when it gets off dont expect it to bake you a cake.
-sentimental connection with things of bad quality better than normal connection with things of excellent quality.-makes me think that there is no 'better'. what makes one better?
There Is a general standard
time is just references to different events. no time exists in sleep=eternity and nothing. No memory and no signs of time passing. no clocks, no erosion, no aging,*no memory.
No witnesses to time -clocks-memory-
Bliss champ
Its always yes and no at the same time.
always seeing people but others not seeing me.
people - coke cans
peoples souls - coke
dead dudes - empty can
-everything is in the mind, like play dough/ malleable
thoughts etc.
-look at the misfortunes of others before looking at your own
after the first glass it doesnt matter.
just trying to keep composure.
-Life distractions prevent deep thought.
-everything you do is for yourself, whether you do it with someone else in mind or not. inescapable selfishness.
-dead end thought
-commitments-unsure of constants
-everything to you is not what it is to everyone else.
-what you do doesnt matter OR enjoy whatever you do
-anything comes from the most open mind.
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| but what do i know? |
[05 Mar 2008|01:20am] |
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so apparently there is no income tax law. too bad if you dont pay your taxes you will go to jail forever. seems to me like there should be some kind of revolution in the way our country is run. but apparently im moving to mexico so i wont be a part of it.
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| Single Variable Calculus with Analytic Geometry |
[28 Feb 2008|12:52am] |
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so i suppose im immersed in my schooling once again. i dont know whether ive gotten better at being a student, or its just that im enjoying what im doing more now. it seems like the longer ive been in school the more i like it and the better i am at it. maybe its just that ive realized what it actually takes and fully accepted it. or maybe its just that im only taking science classes and i dont have to write any papers on things i dont care about anymore. but in either case, im enjoying my classes now more than ever. i also realized that when im doing my homework im using words and terms that are almost completely alien to anyone who hasnt taken some sort of physics or calculus class. which probably means that im actually making progress. and the funnier part of that is that i actually understand what im talking about. but just the names of my classes makes me kinda proud of how far ive taken myself in school. maybe in some alternate dimension i would have known what i wanted to do in high school and actually taken the classes i needed to go straight to college. no matter how much i think about what kinda circumstances would have brought about that kinda life for me, theres really no point. i could say, oh maybe if my parents had pushed me a little harder i would have figured it out faster. but i think really it just comes down to yourself. i can almost remember the exact moment i realized what i needed to do with myself. and it really was and is a Need and not a Want. i feel like if i dont go to school and learn and make progress im wasting my life. maybe im wasting my life right now. this has gone on for too long. this is what i get for realizing how much i dont write in this thing anymore.
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| a letter to myself |
[01 Feb 2008|02:24am] |
inspired by will sharp. 11th grade adam to graduate adam.
Hey man!
looks like its a year later buster. youre a year older and ill bet it seems like you just wrote this yesterday. and ill bet you miss high school now even though i hate it. i wont be able to know how much all these people here mean to me until im you so ohh well. i wonder what my first job will be, and how im gonna do at el camino. hopefully good. i guess im just hoping for the best but i doubt ill change much. but who knows? definitely not me. man isnt time weird. dont do drugs. maybe once in a while. and dont drink too much. travel the middle path, not too much not too little, thats the way to go. ohh and dont let girls push you around. fuck that shit. dont forget about the people you wanna forget either. dont forget anything. memories are time. i hope you read this and freak out, thats what id want.
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| Grateful Dead |
[23 Jan 2008|12:47am] |
jerry garcia says:
Death comes at you no matter what you do in this life, and to equate drugs with death is a facile comparison.
I think it's too bad that everybody's decided to turn on drugs, I don't think drugs are the problem. Crime is the problem. Cops are the problem. Money's the problem. But drugs are just drugs.
I mean, whatever kills you kills you, and your death is authentic no matter how you die.
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| tour |
[02 Jan 2008|09:55am] |
canada, one more time.
On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again,
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
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| school |
[20 Nov 2007|04:07pm] |
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i used to love going to my math classes in high school, and going to my calculus class now is sweet even still. its kinda nice to think that im learning something that has only been known for a few hundred years. with the lower math youre learning something thats been around since the greeks. its the stuff that humans have been working on since the dawn of time. not to talk down on other subjects but language and art changes and depends on so much, but the sciences will generally always stay the same, or thats the aim of them. some small things change every soo often but for the majority its a pretty static subject. you have to learn whats been accumulated by countless people over the centuries and now its very humbling and uplifting to think that im starting to learn things that are somewhat on the front end of whats been discovered in the recent past.
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[19 Sep 2007|12:20am] |
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fuckin for every given E>0 there exists d>0 such that 0<|x-a|<d, then |f(x)-L|<E. fuck.
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| lets have a party |
[04 Jun 2007|03:38am] |
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i was just thinking, how great itd be to have an umbrella party. umbrellas are cool and i think itd be great to have everyone at a party holding umbrellas. maybe its a bad idea, but it made me smile.
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