Brett is a friend from college. He likes aliens and Sherlock Holmes. This 100% free video has more educational value than a lot of shit you can buy on VHS in Japan.
“Dwarven Tap-Room” - A Tapping Lesson Extravaganza! from Brett Miller on Vimeo.
Monthly Archive for April, 2008
I love the internet, it’s where I live. Sometimes, though, I feel like I am spread a little thin across the internet and I get this into this spring cleaning mode and I start deleting accounts.
I just closed my last.fm account. Why? Well I was finding myself (sometimes, not always), either listening to, or not listening to, music for the sake of manipulating my stats on last.fm. Last.fm is an awesome site and excellent tool, but it was starting to weigh in on my music-listening decision making. I know this doesn’t happen to everyone, and I am probably in the minority, but I have to say this right now: “Last.fm, you’re great. You’re gonna make someone really happy. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m just not grown up enough to have a relationship with you, because obviously, I still care about what music people think I listen to.”
Last.fm isn’t the only service on my web 2.0 Dear John letter list. I closed my account with feedburner awhile back when it occurred to me that the only reason I used it was to embed my flickr and del.icio.us feeds into my site feed. I kind of felt like people were subscribing to my life and that felt a little weird. Once again, this is all me feeling weird about shit that doesn’t matter. Surely my flickr feed is out there and anyone can subscribe to it. I mean, you can link to my flickr page at the top of the screen! I just didn’t like the idea of it all being piped through one service. I guess I also thought it made the site a little too dependent on outside services. Just me being a weirdo.
It can only be hoped that in the next month I will have the courage to close my myspace account. I really, really hate myspace but goddamn if I am not socially invested in it like a trillion other people I know. I have friends who don’t call or email me because they only use myspace. I can’t even understand why anyone has AOL anymore, it seems like the computer-illiterate populous all has myspace accounts, what could they possibly need AOL for? At one point I had my myspace account totally locked down because I didn’t want to be found by people from school or work– even though this blog is totally public.
Sometimes the only way to find an answer to a problem is to talk to other people. Even if you don’t get a definite solution, sometimes I think commiseration is it’s own solution. It feels better to know your feelings aren’t coming from your own imagination and that something that makes you unhappy makes someone else unhappy– it doesn’t fix the problem, it’s just nice to know it’s not just you.
I think I just said the same thing three times. Ah, redundancy.
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I need a funky drummer, stat. I’ve got a great guitarist with excellent taste. I’d like for it to be a JB’s meets Gov’t Mule kind of sound.
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I’d like to write more (as in words, not music), but I have no idea where to begin. Someone give me an assignment.
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Kim’s friend John and his wife Diedre were trying to get pregnant a while back after they discovered she has MS. The idea was that she wanted to have children while she was healthy (not knowing how severely or when her disease would affect her in the future). They succeeded but soon after lost the pregnancy. It was really though for them in ways I don’t even understand.
Well, in an unrelated attempt to enact a change in their lives I guess John was applying to jobs out of the area and suddenly got an offer from Blue Cross / Blue Shield (right.. a health insurance company) so he found out that he has to relocate to Savannah, GA next week. Well apparently he’d already known but didn’t tell anyone that Diedre was pregnant again. So baby on the way plus new job (and apparently considerable benefits and discounts for Diedre’s meds).
This was all great news for us, albeit sad to see them go, but then they discovered just the other day that they are having twins!
What’s an appropriate saying for the opposite of what “When it rains it pours” means?
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It’s also likely that Kim and I have a very awesome apartment to move into soon, but we haven’t signed the lease yet (they are doing the credit check stuff) and we found out there are no cats allowed (dangit.)
We really wanted kitties but I guess we’ll be ok.