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wow, i used to be crazy. i mean, crazier. i've been looking through the archives here at DTRL, and realizing that living in austin was kinda messing with my head - i'll pretend to write a then-style post:

cleanring house... moving in - skratchy target pants please don't go.

clapping in the studio / you learn alot. mattress on the wall. chords aways.
have you heard the new atdusk beta's? supercalifragilistic! eybals on fire.

divine inspiriation, where did you come from? i'm sore-bodied from workPastiche().

ok, enough.

edit---
upon publishing that post, i then clicked the little button at the top that takes you to a random blog:
http://simpleegirl.blogspot.com/

i don't feel nearly so crazy now. or even in the same ballpark as crazy. it's like, while they're over there inventing crazy-ball, i'm alphebetizing the rules to golf. damn.

Grandma's has Roki every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. And how! I went last night with Amy, Marian, Shauna, Amanda, and Brian, and then some more units arrived. the KJ was real proud of his Berhinger speakers, 'cause he made them louder than an At Dusk show. we're talking "Love is a Battlefield" here. afterward, my ears were too deaf to ring. (KJ also plays air-guitar and real Saxaphone).

i learned that Shauna sings like Lou Reed: "Here she comes again / When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky / You kinda like the way she dips / She's my best friend's girl", even when she's singing the Cars. and I also learned that when Amy's acting too drunk to properly sort the Taco-Bell (mostly she breaks down at the proper recognition of food-items: "We have no guacamole! Woo-hooo!") she's not acting, she's actually that drunk.

lastly, I learned that even as the non-drinking, non-smoking designated driver, four hours of karaoke at grandmas can wake you up with a headache and a sore-throat. is today the day before christmas? sweet!

so today i got home with amy's secret christmas present, and on the porch, right there, in front of the door, was a tree. an indoor tree, attached at the bottom to a stand, and covered with green, piney needles. thank you, marian!

we brought home the second-to-last load of stuff from the old house, and the living room got completely full of boxes and pillows and guitars and stuff. the tree was a good incentive to straighten all that up.

athena's overcome her fear, and started to wander the house, but then we had the mingler (a smashing success!) and now she's back in shock. she's not too scared to let everyone know, so she's been meowing non-stop for a while now. i imagine if i could understand, she'd be saying "what... is.. meow... happening?"

despite all expectations, even athena has been exploring downstairs and up.

i just backed up the whole of music for dozens' new site (348k).

the server at dot's looked like ruta.

my mom says not to do anything like lifting if i want to take care of my back. that is sort of ironic because about the only thing i'll be doing over the next few days is lifting.

i was bummed out earlier, but didn't really know why.

i still can't figure it out, but i do feel better. not as good as i'd feel if i was making $80/hr. maybe i'm bummed from always being broke.

maybe i should shave. but, brrr... it's too cold.

the kitties both have thier own ways of dealing with the move. athena, ever the warrior, hasn't yet come out from under the quilt on the bed. she feels safe as a lump, i suppose. sappho, on the otherhand, can't wait to get out of the appointed cat-room and explore the house. this morning, she's made a foray into the studio. it especially funny to see the way she relates to audio gear - how does it smell?

speaking of, last night amy and i stayed late at the bossanova lounge recording march fourth again. this was the 4th gig we've done for them, although we've yet been paid only for one. we also took it upon ourselves to invite hot strangers to the mingler (we have flyers) - i invited the girl who asked me to sign her boob (with a pentel - ouch!)

ah, mingler. i have no idea what to expect, i'm glad that we're planning on moving the party along early, to rachel's and roki. but it should still be fun. marian's dad is bringing up a barrel of wine from napa, which we're gonna drink from the source - how to prevent bad floor stains, i'm not sure. caveat emptor!? marty will be there, and maybe the crazies from next door. and maybe some hotties from the show, and hopefully most of our portland friends, to offset the balance need there be a throw-down between crazies and normals.

so if ye feel blessed, be at thy mingler be!

blogger, you are a but a distant shore to me now. i've been so busy, finishing ed's album - we go to mastering tomorrow, woo hoo! - recording march fourth, moving into the new place, and carrying on with the music for dozens revamp.

in the last few weeks i've:

• divided by zero.
  
• patched into the sound console at the crystal ballroom - again tonight!
  
• served cheap and expensive wine to many people.
  
• moved matresses, bookshelves, boxes, tables and chairs up and down flights of stairs.
  
• mixed an album down from 48kHz, through the board, to 44.1kHz. i learned this
• increases the rock factor by like 60% over your standard in-the-box mixing.
  
• been to a few concerts.
  
• destroyed two otherwise useful cables, with a soldering iron and wire cutters.
  
• started getting up earlier
  
• emailed old friends
  
• tried to upgrade PHP from source
  
• given up and found a workaround - damn createimagefromstring() bug!
  
• i even watched some "Ellen"
  
• definitely monopolized Amy's computer
  
• made more than a safe amount of macaroni and cheese