137: Complain! Complain! Go Away!
The funk is over. Hopefully. My last treatment was on the 21st, and aside from an odd bit of dizziness yesterday, it went off without a hitch. Now we play the waiting game. On July 20, I go in for a checkup and we schedule another PET scan. And then we make sure that all of the offensive armies have been quelled.
It's been an interesting few days. I've lumbered around aimlessly. I had the opportunity to do some tubing on a lake in Michigan. My arms are still sore. I've been given more responsibility. I responded by forcefully taking a 3 hour nap. Woke up and realized that i had left an important something somewhere so i watched Alton Brown quip about puff pastry and i sauteed up some shrooms in my new Emeril pan (birthday gift). I ate and went to sleep. This morning, I'm a new man. Refreshed and ready for action. Bring it on.
A quick note about the songs that went up on Monday. I designed it so that all 6 fit together into one big coherent piece. I also made the decision to not call them jingles. They are mini-songs. Until I decide on something else.
Here is the full 7+ minute 6 part opus, not so cleverly titled:
Hi, Treacherous Virgin Sasquatch. Liberal Decay
and separately (coincidentally mastered differently as well):
Hi: mp3 / shirt
Not So Treacherous Waters: mp3 / shirt
Oh My Virgin Eye: mp3 / shirt
Sasquatch Redux Peace Out: mp3 / shirt
1984 Gran Hermano Vs. El Liberal: mp3 / shirt
Decay: mp3 / shirt
Gathering and documenting and saving all of these mini-songs has proven to be a logistical nightmare. I don't deal well with clutter, and after 30 years of being one of the messiest, unorganized punks I know, it's time to take charge and get it together. I may not be able to blog everyday, but dammit, i'm going to churn out 6 or so mini-songs every week as long as i can press record. You hear me? So i have to figure out a way to organize and effectively present each ditty. This is going to take some scrap paper. Or maybe a legal pad. And probably math. Possibly physics.
It's been an interesting few days. I've lumbered around aimlessly. I had the opportunity to do some tubing on a lake in Michigan. My arms are still sore. I've been given more responsibility. I responded by forcefully taking a 3 hour nap. Woke up and realized that i had left an important something somewhere so i watched Alton Brown quip about puff pastry and i sauteed up some shrooms in my new Emeril pan (birthday gift). I ate and went to sleep. This morning, I'm a new man. Refreshed and ready for action. Bring it on.
A quick note about the songs that went up on Monday. I designed it so that all 6 fit together into one big coherent piece. I also made the decision to not call them jingles. They are mini-songs. Until I decide on something else.
Here is the full 7+ minute 6 part opus, not so cleverly titled:
Hi, Treacherous Virgin Sasquatch. Liberal Decay
and separately (coincidentally mastered differently as well):
Hi: mp3 / shirt
Not So Treacherous Waters: mp3 / shirt
Oh My Virgin Eye: mp3 / shirt
Sasquatch Redux Peace Out: mp3 / shirt
1984 Gran Hermano Vs. El Liberal: mp3 / shirt
Decay: mp3 / shirt
Gathering and documenting and saving all of these mini-songs has proven to be a logistical nightmare. I don't deal well with clutter, and after 30 years of being one of the messiest, unorganized punks I know, it's time to take charge and get it together. I may not be able to blog everyday, but dammit, i'm going to churn out 6 or so mini-songs every week as long as i can press record. You hear me? So i have to figure out a way to organize and effectively present each ditty. This is going to take some scrap paper. Or maybe a legal pad. And probably math. Possibly physics.



