Back in the Saddle Again

Power on as of 10:00 a.m. this morning.

Woot.

Saving Grace

So I suppose it bears mentioning that I've been without power at home for almost 8 days now. That's a pretty long time, I must say, although it's all sort of blurred together by this point. Everyone I know has their power back, far as I can tell. For whatever reason, Ameren decided to focus on North County, arguably the hardest hit area by last week's storms, last. Why? I don't know. Regardless, I didn't see any trucks in my area until yesterday afternoon. I've tried to keep in good spirits about this. I've been able to bunk up at Janice's house, along with a number of her family. For this, her Grandma should be (officially) canonized. So I've had a plce to stay, food to eat, etc. And it's always fun being with Janice. The cats, bless their souls, have been fine. They get fed, and the house hasn't been unbearably hot for them. So, more than anything, I guess I've been inconvenienced. I know that a lot of people have been working damn hard to get the city up and running again, and to them, I hold no grudges. But.

It's been eight fucking days. Can I please get my power back?

There. I feel a little better. For the most part, I've been emotionally numbed at this point, but still. Grr.

Anyways.

A wedding reception site has been picked, which is most excellent. After some initial setbacks, I have a new guitar, which needs a name. I'll have to spend some time with it before I can figure it out. I received an e-mail yesterday confirming my hope that the Band Scramble would be revived. And it had been. the "new" and "improved" Scramble is tentatively scheduled for October 14 at the Way Out Club. Rock on.

Going to Ohio soon.

Almost time for Steve to turn 21. Send him some cash for a drink, won't you?

I know we usually reserve baseball talk for the Cardinals around here, but I think it bears mentioning that the Minnesota Twins have won 34 of 42 games. Dayyyuuum.

That's it for now.

You know, even this post sounds pretty blah. But it should be noted that other than a runny nose and this whole power thing, I'm in a pretty good mood.



Dave

Yo, Ding Dong, Man. Ding Dong, yo.

I do enjoy 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia,' but am I the only one who thinks that the Devil's solo is waaaaaay better than Johnny's?

Oh. Apparently I'm not. That makes me feel better, even though I'm essentially rooting for the Devil. Though he doesn't seem too bright, if that's how he does his evil dealings.

Dave

Put Down that Chainsaw and Listen to Me

Maybe this is just me, but do most graphic designer types out there come up with stuff by just fiddling around with various combinations of effects, filters, etc, until they find something that works? It seems to be my M.O.: throw in some colr, start distorting it, add some funky effects, change the opacity a bit, and maybe mess with layers until it looks right. For every 5 things I design, only one of them seems to have a set idea in mind when I start. It's the design equivalent of spacing out, so far as I can tell. And what's scary is that it usually works. The big drawback, I suppose, is that it's hard to recreate anything, since everything is pretty random in its creation. Oh well.

Aside: I'm listening to 'Everybody Have Fun Tonight' by Wang Chung, and during the middle break, there's some dude in the background going "Can you tell me what a Wang Chung is?" Funny.

I haven't been engaged a month yet, and the wedding is still waaaay off, but I feel like Janice and I have really got a lot done: we're darn close to having a reception site picked out, the photographer is locked in, the finances are pretty much planned out (who's paying for what), the guest list is in good shape, and for everything that isn't official, we at least know what we want. I'm sure it won't be this smooth all the way, but it's darn nice to have it going so well, since we'll run into stretches where we can't really do much. So it's good.

If you go to a baseball game, leave while the game is tied, and your team wins in the end, does it count as a personal victory or a tie?

Or does it even matter?

Hmm....



Dave