february 12th 2014: soga(y)

the day started with yoga. usually im all about that, but the mandatory part of things just ruins stuff. that and a bad shoulder. i only went because i knew not everybody would and somebody might have to take the blame for that.

it turns out the issue from yesterday was a dns thing. i shouldve noticed that. i saw that it wasnt filled in and even had the idea to ping something but didnt get around to acting on that. 

i spent a bit of time in the office and realized i hadnt bought much lately so i could and should. after a brief scare about grimlock availability i found it and all was ok again.

going to the gym and watching a basketball game.

back to the galaxy club that night. it wasnt anything special as it never is, but its something to do. explaining the state of kenny's church to people. 

kenny's church became a mitosis. meiosis?

it's a funny thing because to the 3 of us, it made sense... to other people, though. not really.

getting back home eventually and looking at other figures to fill in my shelf. somehow i stumbled across some 20th anniversary power rangers figures. id seen them at comic-con i think. so those will probably be next on the amazon order history.

february 11th 2014: whatever

it had been a while since i listened to 'the art of losing' so i started my day with that. it was perfectly timed and the album ended as i was going to work.

apparently we had been taking 'shortcuts' in the taclan class. this was news to me and really just doesnt make any sense. i mean, we were so behind...that just didnt seem like something a shortcut would do for you. anyways, the teacher got all worked up when i asked about it. i didnt care how we got to the end so i said, "whatever."

apparently that was just enough.

she got even more worked up and and started going on about people not wanting to be there and i think she wanted to kick me out of class. id be fine with that i think. walking out would be bad. being removed...that just seemed like the better of the two. eventually she realized that that's just me. i dont care about this. i dont care about most things. i care about whats important. how we build a taclan isnt one of those things.

it did get interesting later and i got to do some troubleshooting. couldnt pull it together though... the old tristan would have.

buying a yellowcard album and bass picks from amazon.co.uk. i dont like buying things from them, but i often get good deals on cd's there. and for speed its a worthwhile compromise

after work we had a "band" meeting so i could ask a question or two. really, one two-part question where the second part was dependent on the first answer. i expressed how theres a bit of inconsistency between what people seem to want so we should figure that out and get everybody to a point thats agreeable. 

it went fairly well and in the end things are going to happen pretty much in the same way they did before, but less songs fronted by ethan. i didnt like having to pull out of the show because id agreed to the guy to do it, but the group wasnt feeling it so number wise we kinda had to. people doing things that they dont want to do is never ok

moving on from that to a jam session with ethan. he got what he wanted so he was happy. we played for a couple hours and talked about things.

at home i called mom and she went on about praise dancing and senility. it was a good time and i finished the night with some doritos chips and salsa. i also noticed that my tax return came in. it was an all right night

february 10th 2014: ports or sumpin'

robinson commented on my flashy shoes during out workout time. i told him how i had to take full advantage of the new, looser rules. its all about flashy shoes and black socks.

that night was the less than jake and reel big fish show. it was pretty good overall. this wasnt less than jakes best showing, but reel big fish never let me down. it was pretty awesome to watch derrick fall during crowd surfing. twice. and for the first time since the bouncing souls show i got in on that. jump around in the pit. punching and kicking of course. then surf to safety. never fails. well, for me.

on the ride and during the show there seemed to be a little tension between a few people. giving that i know all too well how things can play out, i made a big boy decision to deal with that the next day.

february 9th 2014: am i becoming the quarter lady?

i wasnt really trying to do anything when i got up. late nights and early mornings just dont work in my favor. however, i needed to do my weekend food run. i stopped to look at camera choices while i was out and it wasnt good. oh england, youre only here to disappoint.

on my way home i was thinking about tipping at the commissary. i give 5 pretty much every time because that was a good tip when i was doing it. those days ended years ago though and it came to mind that maybe thats what the quarter lady does? will that be me one day? ha. no.

i put on my chili peppers dvd since i had some free time. even  after all these years its still a very solid performance and hard to turn away.

playing at the office didnt last long. it was more so just me going there to clean up. while i was there i did work on moving around a little more and not getting too blocked in. that went all right. after that i looked into buying a cabinet. with the price i dont know that i will because it just seems like it might not be 'economically viable.' the decision on that will be based on what happens in the future though.

i started watching falling down and got a cal from ethan about playing. it seemed like a mutual feeling to pass on it. i didnt want to based on me saying i would, but it really just made the most sense. it was almost 9 and we wouldnt have had much time. and i was in the middle of eating too. just bad timing.

the last/first time i saw falling down was in tech school in texas. i totally missed all the things in the movie that show just how old it is. and the man's derailment all started with a can of coke. the store guy wanted 85 cents for it. even today thats a lot so i can see where the dude came from when he went a little crazy. all he wanted was a f'n pep-- coke.

february 8th 2014: it's complicated

i was listening to music in the morning and ideas for the show were going through my head. some of it just for things in the moment, but other stuff seemed like it could become a reality.

off to the gym and the post office. tomb raider came in and that was surprising. it was just sent on the 29th and usually those games take a while to arrive. 

back at home i talked to tony while i waited to try to buy comic-con tickets. talking about antwawns music and digging up ghetto rainbow and the villain thievz. when i look at the latter of that now its so easy to see just how bad it really is. 

fixing my wifi drivers on the ultrabook. the results seem to be what i want. id updated them based on the hardware and going to that vendors site. today i downgraded but went by what asus suggested. and a full reinstall before hand just to be safe. now to watch and see how it goes for a few days...

and then came comic-con day. it did not go well. perhaps i should have logged in later and used a different browser. perhaps coming from the uk was an issue too? it was an hour and a half after registration opened that i was able to get anything and at that point thursday and sunday was all available. i need to look into being in a group next time. 

getting over that and going to play with ethan for a bit was interesting. we kicked things off around 8 or 8:30 and worked on a song for a solid 3 hours. being involved in the construction process helps me a lot. this way i could make up my bass parts as the song comes around. takings breaks to talk about various things and getting ideas together for the show. then more playing and eventually it was 3:30 in the morning so i called it a night.