Over a year and still here.

Sorry for the hiatus. Been busy with the RLS. Promise to post more.

House on Haunted Hill (1959)

I checked it out of the library. As much as I'd like to precisely describe the experience, I may fail.





The movie, made in the late fifties, was about scary as Easter Bunny. Rubber skeleton drops, and the girl screams. The highlight of the scares was the manquin with a horrid grimace, being pulled around by a rope out of camera view. And what a Grimace it was.

It was great. This thing was just rolling along, just randomly scaring the sympathetic character. Of course, there's the Acid pit. At the end, You'd need to keep tally about who got dumped in to the acid pit.

Vincent Price was surprisingly reserved. Nah, He actually just phoned it in. Carol Ohmart was actually more interesting, vamping it up at the height of her career.

The 50s horror film used shadows and perspective shots to effectively build fear. This film did none of that. It just flipped the lights out, a scream and then you have the sympathic character running, cringing, and/or crying for help.

Bordem

What happens when your brain becomes bored? The chemicals build up? The neurons begin to fidget and watch the clock?

Suddenly, You notice things like how dirty your fingernails are. You try to pay attention, but the eyeballs and the ear drums are wandering to all sorts of items and events, none relating to subject at hand. There, in the craw of your neck, builds a silent scream, a primal urge to yell "Hurry the fuck up!"

My brain is funny. It does well in comprehending info. But it can't retain anything.

What was this class about again?

Anagram FUN!

I'm just starting the 3rd week of a 6 week training course for my job. Today is review day, so I got SOOO BORED. I tried to teach myself how to sleep with my eyes open. No go.

Suddenly, I look up and see a bunch of classroom edicts. For some outer-spaced reason, I decided to do a bunch of Anangrams.

- "No Web Surfing" can be Enuf Browsing, Fur wing bones, Grew bun No wings.
- "Be Flexible" becomes Flexebible.
- "No sleeping" becomes Long Peenis, or Penis Longe.

BTW, Participation be used to make over 25 words.

Partition, Part, Icon, Acorn, Pica, Cap, Cat, Ion, Pat, Tap, Art, At, Artic, Rap, Rip, Ton, Tin, Action, Tarp, Tart, Patio, Prion, Pit, Spat, To, Sot, Sat, Sit.

Junkyard Adventures!

Whilst driving home from work one day, the control knob on my car heater busted. Damn. So I took it upon myself to glue it together.

...Bad Idea... The plastic was too weakened to hold together, but for future reference, It does a smashing job of gluing my fingers to the side of the glue tube. I had to run my fingers under hot water and gently pry the fastened fingers to the tube.

So I had a crazy idea instead. I'd drive out to the junkyard and pick up a new knob. While there, I could also pick up a new overhead lamp and headlight control. But thats not all! My mother's car antenna was broken off by some slack jawed car wash guy. So there.

Grabbed my toolbox and showed up at the junkyard. The guy looked in inside the toolbox, inspected the random tools I've gathered and with a look of pity, let me in without even charging me a dollar for admission. The yard was full of cars, none that seemed to match what I needed. So I wandered throughout the yard and noticed that I wasn't the only one to think about removing the heater control knobs. In fact, it was a fairly common idea, since every car I saw was missing the heater knobs. So much for thinking outside the box.

The process was harrowing. I'd think "There's no way I'll find this part..." quickly followed by "Hey, there is it!" I repeated this process many times. Suprisingly, I found everything on my list.

Even more suprisingly, I installed everything, including an antenna for my mothers car. I had to hammer the living hell out of the mounting bracket and the Antenna sits at a 15 degree angle, but Its installed. :D

Money sucks.

Let me ask you something. If you worked 40 hours a week, aren't spending like crazy, you should be to at least make a living. No kids, no wife, and yet you're broke?

Some American dream.

My Favorite Bass Players.

Now keep in mind that I'm just listing my FAVORITE bass players, not the best. If I had to list the best, That list would include the Late Jaco Patorious.

1. Paul McCartney. If you listen to his work in songs like Penny Lane or Something, you'd hear the fantastic melodic work. McCartney isn't a rhythm bass player.
2. Flea of Red Hot Chili Peppers. He did for the bass what Eddie Van Halen did for lead guitar.
3. Mark King of Level 42. He's a poppin' madman! And he's British to boot!
4. Doug Pinnick of Kings X. Doug is an awesome bass player, with style and timing that fits perfectly with the amazing playing of Ty Tabor.
5. Bootsy Collins has been the backbone beat for so many bands that it would be difficult for me to list them all here.
6. Chris Squire has been a great example of someone with a really distinctive style of playing. No matter what he plays on, its obviously him playing.
7. John Entwhistle of The Who. He died just before the start of the 2004 tour at the sad age of 54. He wasn't the greatest bass player, but he knew when to how to play. I really liked his solo album, "Too Late the Hero."