On a side note, I took all my possessions and piled them in my front yard and soaked them in gasoline and couldn't find a match so I forgot the whole deal.
I have a Flickr now, if you're interested... Not much on there at this point, maybe some day.
Thursday
Quantity is Job Part 1
The story of my senior year has been me trying to be productive and never actually accomplishing much. You win, senior year, I will never conquer you (already on that list are math, girls, and consistent excercise). I am no good at recording music.
On a side note, I took all my possessions and piled them in my front yard and soaked them in gasoline and couldn't find a match so I forgot the whole deal.
I have a Flickr now, if you're interested... Not much on there at this point, maybe some day.
On a side note, I took all my possessions and piled them in my front yard and soaked them in gasoline and couldn't find a match so I forgot the whole deal.
I have a Flickr now, if you're interested... Not much on there at this point, maybe some day.
Wednesday
Discovery is the New Chic
I promise you, this is sure to be random and disorderly.
A few things have been inspiring me or challenging me the past couple days:
1. Honest People. Mostly my Poptek friends, Andy and Kris. They're not perfect, but in so many ways they're showing their honesty, their creativity, their humility, and their selflessness. I've felt so selfish and spoiled and fake and un-timeless lately. As if what I'm doing right now is meaningless and has no worth in the big picture. If I lost everything, what little talent or coolness or influence that I may have, if all that was gone... I doubt that many people would say that I'm a nice and honest person and worth being around. Not right now, anyway. So, as I see that I've strayed from the original point, I'm battling to be a more honest and genuine and sincerely compassionate person. Thank you if you have set a good example of honesty and purity for me.
2. India. If there was a competition for the Most Colorful Country, India would win hands down. What a bright and beautiful land. I can't wait to visit and/or live there. Found a little Indian store this evening down by the Fairfield Mall. I'm not sure how legit the place is, but I got some black tea which was most delightful.
3. Robin Lee Graham. One of my favorite National Geographic issues is from April 1969. It's about a sixteen year-old that sails around the entire world by himself in a small sailboat. He meets a girl in Fiji and they get married. He chills with natives and sleeps on cliffs and fights waves and he was sixteen and that means that I'm one year behind him. This is adventure and exploration at its finest. I've read this article several times before and decided to do so again this week because it's awesome.
I'm on Spring Break this week. I spent Monday, Tuesday, and Today unsuccessfully trying to get a decent bass track. It's not that I'm a completely awful bass player, I just can't a good sound. It has been unbelievably frustrating and disheartening. Incidents like this are what reaffirm my decision to never ever try to pursue music as a career. I could not handle it, nor be qualified. So tomorrow, for the fourth day in a row, I will most likely spend the day messing with bass levels and mic placements and after three or four hours go outside to sulk. If anyone asks you what little Johnny did with his Spring Break, tell them he sat in his room and slowly lost his mind - it won't be too far from the truth.
Also, after work I went and got fitted for my tuxedo for Bob and Ana's wedding. And while I saw all the suits that looked exactly the same I thought "Why is everyone so obsessed with tuxedos?" Therefore, my wedding outfit will most likely be similar to this, no joke.
Anyway, if you read this, my thanks and apologies go out to you. I'm not brooding, just reflecting and trying to be better. I wish creativity and dreams upon you.
A few things have been inspiring me or challenging me the past couple days:
1. Honest People. Mostly my Poptek friends, Andy and Kris. They're not perfect, but in so many ways they're showing their honesty, their creativity, their humility, and their selflessness. I've felt so selfish and spoiled and fake and un-timeless lately. As if what I'm doing right now is meaningless and has no worth in the big picture. If I lost everything, what little talent or coolness or influence that I may have, if all that was gone... I doubt that many people would say that I'm a nice and honest person and worth being around. Not right now, anyway. So, as I see that I've strayed from the original point, I'm battling to be a more honest and genuine and sincerely compassionate person. Thank you if you have set a good example of honesty and purity for me.
2. India. If there was a competition for the Most Colorful Country, India would win hands down. What a bright and beautiful land. I can't wait to visit and/or live there. Found a little Indian store this evening down by the Fairfield Mall. I'm not sure how legit the place is, but I got some black tea which was most delightful.
3. Robin Lee Graham. One of my favorite National Geographic issues is from April 1969. It's about a sixteen year-old that sails around the entire world by himself in a small sailboat. He meets a girl in Fiji and they get married. He chills with natives and sleeps on cliffs and fights waves and he was sixteen and that means that I'm one year behind him. This is adventure and exploration at its finest. I've read this article several times before and decided to do so again this week because it's awesome.
I'm on Spring Break this week. I spent Monday, Tuesday, and Today unsuccessfully trying to get a decent bass track. It's not that I'm a completely awful bass player, I just can't a good sound. It has been unbelievably frustrating and disheartening. Incidents like this are what reaffirm my decision to never ever try to pursue music as a career. I could not handle it, nor be qualified. So tomorrow, for the fourth day in a row, I will most likely spend the day messing with bass levels and mic placements and after three or four hours go outside to sulk. If anyone asks you what little Johnny did with his Spring Break, tell them he sat in his room and slowly lost his mind - it won't be too far from the truth.
Also, after work I went and got fitted for my tuxedo for Bob and Ana's wedding. And while I saw all the suits that looked exactly the same I thought "Why is everyone so obsessed with tuxedos?" Therefore, my wedding outfit will most likely be similar to this, no joke.
Anyway, if you read this, my thanks and apologies go out to you. I'm not brooding, just reflecting and trying to be better. I wish creativity and dreams upon you.
Monday
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