Monday, September 30, 2002

San Tropez

Original Title: More Records!

Cat 3
In order from most recent to least recent I have purchased On The Border, One Of These Nights, and The Long Run by the Eagles. Also Now And Zen by Robert Plant. Wish You Were Here and Meddle by Pink Floyd arrived in the mail. That was today (Monday). I purchased Coda by Led Zeppelin (Sunday).
Also Club Ninja, & On Your Feet Or On Your Knees by Blue Oyster Cult. A Boston record. The name currently escapes me. The Greatest Hits, Greatest Hits Volume 2, and another copy of Hotel California (Cover is in almost perfect shape for this one!) by the Eagles.
That is my list of new records from the last 3 days. Almost bought The Final Cut by Pink Floyd at Karma yesterday, but I opted for a Frappuchino and some Pumpkin Loaf from Starbucks after I got done excersising this morning.
Gale Needs To Go Now

Friday, September 27, 2002

M.E. 262 Prince Of Turbojet

Original Title: Gale Likes Turntables...

Chicken
Gale really really wishes he had a turntable downstairs.

Bring A Nickle Tap Your Feet

Original Title: More Useless Prattling

Ford 1
yeah. i keep promising more story, but never actually get to them. also there is the whole "a good friend o'mine keeps telling me about all of these good books" thing. kinda hard to write when one is constantly absorbed in a book.anyway.
creative process:
gale usually has an idea, and then works out the details and stuff while he is cleaning the lobby at work. dragging tables around, sweeping the floor, etc. that is when the ideas usually hit me.
oh well, i need to get ready for an appointment with the aforementioned good friend.

Thursday, September 26, 2002

Enough About Me, Let's Talk About Life For A While

Original Title: Bookstores Part 2

Ford 2
Guess what.I went back to Half Price Books. I bought "Nightmares & Dreamscapes" by Stephen King. That was it.
Bookwise...
Also picked up Led Zeppelin II and Houses Of The Holy by Led Zeppelin, and Tales Of Mystery & Imagination Edgar Allan Poe by Alan Parsons. That was it recordwise.
Also Wolverine issue #50. that was it comicbookwise.
That was the end result of my trip to the bookstore.
Total price -> 29.58
eBay should also be off limits to Gale and here's why:
Delicate Sound Of Thunder by Pink Floyd he won on Saturday. And also an auction consisting of six Led Zeppelin Records. Two copies of I, The Song Remains The Same, Presence, III, and In Through The Out Door.
If anyone out there in reading land has any old Rock & Roll LPs they don't use anymore, Gale would maybe be all about buying them if they are in pretty good shape.
Oh well. Enough about me, let's talk about life for awhile.
gale needs to do laundry, then go to sleep, because he needs to do something early tomorrow.

Saturday, September 21, 2002

When I Was A Child I Had A Fever

Original Title: Kitty Cats, Templates and New Records!

Led Zeppelin Avacado
I work at Arby's. For about a week we had this cute little calico kitty wondering around. One of the managers and I fed it. We also played with it more than occasionaly. I went to work the other night, looking forward to playing with the kitty, and it seems to be gone. Ah well. Probably for the better. I am allergic to cats anyway. Although I love them so much!! I am sure it is quite noticable, but I have been screwing around with templates for the last few days. Thanks to Beth of wub design for the basic template. I merely modified it.
I just won a new record off eBay!
Pink Floyd
Delicate Sound Of Thunder

Oh well, enough from me for one night. I promise to get back to The Spork this week. Also, more of the other story coming soon! haven't forgotten!

Don't Want To Be Standing In Your Shoes

Original Title: The Guide

Raptors
When you're cruising down the road in the fast lane and you lazily sail past a few hard-driving cars and are feeling pretty pleased with yourself and then accidentally change from fourth to first instead of third thus making your engine leap out of your hood in a rather ugly mess, it tends to throw you off your stride in much the same way this remark threw Ford Prefect off his. - The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy - Chapter 13

Friday, September 20, 2002

Warm Smell Of Colitas Rising Up Through The Air

Original Title: August 16, 2002 (Conclusion)

Ford 3
Here is more of the story:
(August 16, 2002 Conclusion)
It went good for the first three years, but something about 1970 changed us. More me than us though. Suddenly everyone and their brother wanted to be just like Johnathon Betlow Goodman - Johnny B. Goode as I was known at the time. My image started to grow. At first it was fun to be larger than life. With each performance, however, it seemed my image grew another foot.
In late 1975, after hundereds of shows, 7 albums, and millions upon millions of screaming fans looking at me as though I am some sort of god, Johnny B. Goode said "No more!"
After discussing the issue with my fellow bandmates, we decided it would be best to go our own seperate ways. At least until everything calmed down. I thought it would be fun to travel a bit, but I wanted to go somewhere that noone had ever heard of me.
After a lot of reasearch, my girlfriend Ruth decided we should go to Italy. It seemed the logical thing to do, seeing as how I had never actually been there. That alone, was a sufficient reason for me.
After a relaxing six months in Rome, we flew back to the States. I came back a week before she did so I could find a place to live and get our stuff out of storage.
On the way back to California, the plane had some engine trouble, and was forced to land in Las Vegas. I did not want to sit around in some airport, so I bought a car and decided to drive back to Sacremento. A journey which I am, twenty-six years later, yet to complete.
(Next - On A Dark Desert Highway)
--This is but the introduction to a longer narrative I have planned out. It won't be extremely long, but it won't be the shortest thing you have ever read either. It was inspired (I have not yet made this painfully obvious I know) by the song "Hotel California" by The Eagles. I am putting it up as I make it up. One of these days I will outline my creative process, but not today.
Ta Ta For Now

Wednesday, September 18, 2002

On A Dark Desert Highway

Original Title: Gambling...August 16, 2002/Red...Looks like I will live to see another day

Spike
Gambling...August 16, 2002Red
Black
Red
Black
Red...Looks like I will live to see another day. For the last thirteen months and seventeen days I have started my day with a turn of the roulette wheel. If it ends up red, I will live to see another day. If it ends up black, I can finally put myself out of my misery. With every turn of the wheel, every drop of the ball, I hope for the black. Red every time. Thirteen and a half months is to much of a coincidence for me. The hotel is driving me insane.
For the past twenty-six years I have been a prisoner here. A prisoner of my own device probably, but a prisoner nonetheless.
It all started in 1967. I was the guitar player for a little band called Brain Damage. We started out playing in various clubs and bars, and, like most bands, we developed a small cult following. Soon we ended up with a major record contract, and we went from being a small club band to a nationally known and loved band. None of us really expected that to happen, so we took the whole thing just one little step at a time.

Tuesday, September 17, 2002

Talkin' 'Bout My Congregation

Original Title: I apologize for the inconvience

Starbucks
I apologize for my last entry. I was not in my right mind. I let something that should have not gotten to me get to me. Although, yes, it will be the last time I put my health in front of the rest of my life.On a happier note, I got my copy of "The Salmon Of Doubt" back from my happy and wonderful friend Jehowe.

Sunday, September 15, 2002

Vera, Vera What Has Become Of You?

Original Title: Another Brick In The Bah! Part Three

Wish You Were Here
I am really wanting to disappear to South America for about 18 months right now. Here are a few good reasons:
1. I have wanted to go to South America for many a year
2. I started to figure up a rough plan to make this childhood fantasy into a reality
3. It really sucks to be me right now
4. It seems that I promised to do something for someone this evening. I got insanely sick there for awhile, and was therefore imobilized in bed for the greater part of the night, therefore unable to use the telephone (due largely in part to my lack of consciousness)
5. That seems to have classified me as someone who is not a "real friend". I guess I must accept that I am a bad person for putting my health in front of my work. Therefore, Paula, if you ever read this, you have my permission to never speak to me any more than you have to. I won't hold it against you, I am stupid, and a bad person, and whatever else was implied. If you or anyone else ever tries to tell me otherwise, I will explain the situation to them, and then walk away.
6. Misinformation and a breakdown of communication really really sucks.
I think I will just disappear forever into the jungles of South America that have forever fascinated me. So, with that in mind, allow me to now apologize to the following people:
Bethany - Hate to be in this position, but you don't want to be associated with a "bad person" do you?
Paula - Sorry for not calling, or showing up, or even being conscious. It won't happen again.
Jessica (who hates being called that, but for the sake of not being actually recognizable...) - I still don't really know what you think about me, but if my going away depresses or hurts you in anyway, I am so sorry. There are not enough words to describe my grief over this decision.

Monday, September 9, 2002

Go Away Heartbreaker

Original Title: Bookstores

Cat
What is it with me and bookstores?
It is like I am just drawn to them, much in the same fashion that a sailor is drawn to a siren. Usually it is Half Price Books that I am subject to go to. If I am at the mall, it is Waldenbooks. Assuming it is a day that I hit both of those, and The Book Rack at the County Line Mall, I usually go to Borders for just for good measure.
Today I walked out of HPB with 3 records (The Best Of The Guess Who Live, Hotel California by The Eagles, and Rural Space by Brewer and Shipley), and 1 book (Star Trek The Next Generation: Ship Of The Line). Took an hour of digging through the entire store to narrow it down to those 4 items. I left my debit card locked safely away in a desk drawer like I do every time I am going to be in the vicinity of a bookstore, and took no means of payment other than a $20. That is how I usually go into a place like that.
I proceeded to buy "Everything's Eventual" by Stephen King while at Meijer when I went to buy an 88 cent video tape.
Why can I not stay away from books and records that someone is selling?
While verifying the title of the Brewer & Shipley record, I stumbled upon this website: http://www.worldwidewax.com It was instantly added to my favorite list. I am currently looking for a Led Zeppelin LP (II) and some Pink Floyd LPs (Dark Side Of The Moon, Wish You Were Here) on eBay.
What is my obsession with LPs? I have been told I was born in the wrong generation, but this...

Thursday, September 5, 2002

Walkin' After Midnight Searching For You

Original Title: 9/8 -> "This day in history"

Cat 2

Here are some fun and useless facts from the king of useless information!!

Your Astrological Sign

Virgoans are practical, no-nonsense people: detail-oriented, analytical, intelligent, and hard-working. They handle complex tasks with seeming effortlessness because they are flexible and good organizers.
All of this mind - numbingly useless crap comes from MSN Encarta, and is accurate for September 8th (my birthday). I am doing this tonight becuase I don't plan on having time to do any major updates in the not too distant future. I promise to return to the story soon though!!!

This Day in History

  • 1565: Spanish colonists led by explorer Pedro Menéndez de Avilés establish the first permanent European settlement in North America at Saint Augustine, Florida.
  • 1900: An unexpected hurricane devastates Galveston, Texas, killing 6,000 people.
  • 1954: The Southeast Asia Treaty Organization (SEATO) is founded by the United States, Australia, New Zealand, Pakistan, Thailand, the Philippines, the United Kingdom, and France.

  • 1971: The John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts opens in Washington, D.C., with the premiere of Leonard Bernstein's Mass.

  • 1974: U.S. president Gerald Ford, who took office after Richard Nixon's resignation the month before, pardons Nixon for any "crimes he committed or may have committed."

  • 1998: St. Louis Cardinals slugger Mark McGwire hits his 62nd home run of the season, breaking Roger Maris's single-season record. Sammy Sosa of the Chicago Cubs will hit his 62nd five days later.

Holidays and Celebrations

  • National Day (Andorra)
  • Evamalunga (Cameroon)
  • Independence Day (Macedonia)
  • Victory Day (Malta)
  • rnational Literacy Day (U.N.)
  • Feast of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary

Born on This Day

  • Richard I, the Lion-Hearted, English king (1157)
  • Ludovico Ariosto, poet (1474)
  • Antonín Dvorák, composer (1841)
  • Alfred Jarry, playwright (1873)
  • Jimmie Rodgers, country singer and songwriter (1897)
  • Patsy Cline, country singer (1932)

Monday, September 2, 2002

My Baby Grew Up Tall And Proud In The Shadow Of The Mushroom Cloud

Original Title: That Time Of Year Again...

Cat 2
That time of year again.I don't know what it is about the first week or two of September. I should be happy, seeing as how my birthday falls upon the eighth, but I don't know.
I usually attempt to take the day off. Just do whatever the heck I feel like. You know how it goes "it's my birthday, I am gonna sleep the day away because I have been exhausted, and due to the afore mentioned reason, I can do whatever I want!" It never seems to work out that way. I have to be here for such and such then there for some reason or other. It's like I have more time to do what I want on a day where I wake up at 12:30 pm, and need to leave for work at 4:15.
I realize just how stupid, ungrateful, and well, just plain out evil this makes me sound, but you know how it goes. The fun starts in about 10 hours (and I still have six days until sunday!!) come to think of it.
Whoo!(please note the total absence of sarcasm there!!)
sorry. just trying to get into the spirit of things. I think I am gonna take my book over there tomorrow...
Oh Bethany, where are you when I need someone wonderful and wise to talk to?