Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Computer Problems...
My computer is now functional and I can again justify the money I throw at comcast every month. I have a digital camera...as soon as I figure out how to post photos, visions of Santa Fe and my exciting life will float around the world wide web.
Right now I am in the process of writing a paper that is due tomorrow. It is on Aristotle's Metaphysics...I have no idea what the hell I am talking about. Hopefully, two more pages will be puked out so I can go down to the bar and have a couple of cocktails.
I found out yesterday that I am working in a studio and am an apprentice craftsman. I am really enjoying my new job - it is just the boss, me, and cochese the cat. We make distressed furniture and listen to classic rock. Today we listened to the classic rock station for six hours, the talking heads, and finished the day with a little Jimmy Buffett. The process of distressing furniture is interesting - it is the same concept as wearing well worn jeans. It just blows my mind that people pay 600 bucks for something that was designed to look 100 years old.
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My computer is now functional and I can again justify the money I throw at comcast every month. I have a digital camera...as soon as I figure out how to post photos, visions of Santa Fe and my exciting life will float around the world wide web.
Right now I am in the process of writing a paper that is due tomorrow. It is on Aristotle's Metaphysics...I have no idea what the hell I am talking about. Hopefully, two more pages will be puked out so I can go down to the bar and have a couple of cocktails.
I found out yesterday that I am working in a studio and am an apprentice craftsman. I am really enjoying my new job - it is just the boss, me, and cochese the cat. We make distressed furniture and listen to classic rock. Today we listened to the classic rock station for six hours, the talking heads, and finished the day with a little Jimmy Buffett. The process of distressing furniture is interesting - it is the same concept as wearing well worn jeans. It just blows my mind that people pay 600 bucks for something that was designed to look 100 years old.
OUt
Monday, September 20, 2004
Chips Free...Dinner Extra
I ate at the best damn restaurant in the city last week. I have to say that the NM culinary styles are to my liking. I have also logged in a full week's work at Mighty Western Furniture. Parke is a great guy to work for. If anyone is in the market for cowboy furniture, I can get you a discount, and the muse receives a commission as well.
I just had a meeting with one of my professors. I am trying to write a paper on metaphysics...oh, but I am too busy blogging and watching reality tv. Is anyone out there watching the new season of the real world. I cannot believe that Arramo is gay. This season's slut is among the sluttiest in the history of the program. If I were in MJ's shoes, I would be making a whole issue of Penthouse Letters.
I am one of the 5% that really cares about the NHL lockout. The news of the lockout was just behind the daily results for the WNBA in most major newspapers. What is up with America's Next Top Model coming from the Magic City? I saw a guy from Fargo on Pimp My Ride. I hope she represents a little better than that clown.
I drank beers this weekend, but failed to witness anything cool.
I ate at the best damn restaurant in the city last week. I have to say that the NM culinary styles are to my liking. I have also logged in a full week's work at Mighty Western Furniture. Parke is a great guy to work for. If anyone is in the market for cowboy furniture, I can get you a discount, and the muse receives a commission as well.
I just had a meeting with one of my professors. I am trying to write a paper on metaphysics...oh, but I am too busy blogging and watching reality tv. Is anyone out there watching the new season of the real world. I cannot believe that Arramo is gay. This season's slut is among the sluttiest in the history of the program. If I were in MJ's shoes, I would be making a whole issue of Penthouse Letters.
I am one of the 5% that really cares about the NHL lockout. The news of the lockout was just behind the daily results for the WNBA in most major newspapers. What is up with America's Next Top Model coming from the Magic City? I saw a guy from Fargo on Pimp My Ride. I hope she represents a little better than that clown.
I drank beers this weekend, but failed to witness anything cool.
Monday, September 13, 2004
Equality...
Wow...I am happy that this weekend is over and the Muse is still in one piece. The city of Santa Fe celebrated the Viva Fiesta. It all started Thursday when a large puppet was burned signifying the burning of all negative things from the last year. It is rumored that the Viva Fiesta is the archetype for the Burning Man. Anyway, I had class Thursday night and work on Friday, so I had to wait until Friday evening to join in the celebration.
I ingested plenty of cocktails no doubt, but I was more intriqued with the carnival type atmosphere downtown at the Plaza. I listened to a number of mariachi bands. I also caught a couple of local acts on the main stage. The funny thing about the whole weekend was the fact that I felt like I was back at the NDSF. There are freakshows everywhere, and SF is no exception. What is it about carnivals that brings people out of the woodwork? I saw a number of people who made me feel really skinny and really good looking. A tattoo clad Larry would have fit in perfect walking around shirtless.
The streets were lined with russian roulette food stands. Not only is the food offered a tad on the unhealthy side, but every bite increases the probability of contracting hepatitis or a food born illness.
Vikes smoked the Cowboys yesterday. My prediction: Vikes will go 11-5 and we will all be talking super bowl in december. The Vikes will then choke in the playoffs and talk of omnipotent Vikings fans will be of the I told you so sort.
Wow...I am happy that this weekend is over and the Muse is still in one piece. The city of Santa Fe celebrated the Viva Fiesta. It all started Thursday when a large puppet was burned signifying the burning of all negative things from the last year. It is rumored that the Viva Fiesta is the archetype for the Burning Man. Anyway, I had class Thursday night and work on Friday, so I had to wait until Friday evening to join in the celebration.
I ingested plenty of cocktails no doubt, but I was more intriqued with the carnival type atmosphere downtown at the Plaza. I listened to a number of mariachi bands. I also caught a couple of local acts on the main stage. The funny thing about the whole weekend was the fact that I felt like I was back at the NDSF. There are freakshows everywhere, and SF is no exception. What is it about carnivals that brings people out of the woodwork? I saw a number of people who made me feel really skinny and really good looking. A tattoo clad Larry would have fit in perfect walking around shirtless.
The streets were lined with russian roulette food stands. Not only is the food offered a tad on the unhealthy side, but every bite increases the probability of contracting hepatitis or a food born illness.
Vikes smoked the Cowboys yesterday. My prediction: Vikes will go 11-5 and we will all be talking super bowl in december. The Vikes will then choke in the playoffs and talk of omnipotent Vikings fans will be of the I told you so sort.
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Oops...
I hit the publish button instead of the insertion code. I will put up the intended site later on. Anyway, I have been looking through the 300+ galleries in Santa Fe to find Mikey's work. It turns out his stuff is in a gallery less than three blocks from my house. It was really cool to see his work.
After looking at said artwork, I wandered downtown. One of the only corps that has a location in downtown Santa Fe is the Gap. Who was staring at me from the window...the larger than life Josh Duhmal. He and Sarah Jessica Parker are the new Gap folks. The whole larger than life window stickers are disturbing to say the least. Well, there are two famous Minotians, maybe my life story will end up being an after school special.
A fare amount of the weekend was spent bbqing on the porch. We enjoyed numerous grilled meats and lovely pasta salad. I have met a number of interesting people in this town. I have yet to meet any republicans. It seems that every time I engage in a conversation, the subject of politics comes up. I was talking to a painter in a gallery today - he stated that the sagging art market in Santa Fe is Bush's fault. I have decided I will change my vote if I find out that Bush is behind all the advertising in adult magazines. If Kerry will pass laws to make sure that 90 pages of porn will actually be 90 pages (even 86), he will be my man.
I have been looking to the Goo Goo Dolls and Gideon Yago for all my political advice. Gideon, the edgier younger looking Carson Daly, has taught me that one needs not to wear ties - pastel shirts, top button open, sleeves slightly rolled, and a five'o clock shadow are all one needs to interview the president or Mr. Heinz.
The Goo Goo Dolls and other politically savvy musicians and entertainers have taught me that a life in Hollywood, cocaine and tour buses, and the school of entertainment allows one to make sweeping political statements to thousands of people. If my vote is ever determined by a drunken night at a Limp Bizcuit show, I will kill myself. The only entertainer I would even consider listening to is the great John Anderson. John Anderson is too punk to get involved in politics. He is way to preoccupied with growing his blonde Samson like locks, his radical beard, and refining the style that he pioneered in the late 80's(those radical country western shirts emblazoned with leather, TURQOIUSE, beads, and/or feathers).
If John Anderson were president: women would be allowed a straight tequila night once a month, the DUI limited would be raised to .25 (.3 after concerts and in rural areas), the NHL would not lock out, there would be public health care ( a free 5th of whiskey with every cold, duct tape, band-aids, and super glue would be available at the local store free of charge), the war in Iraq would be over, NO MORE WNBA, and his cabinet would consist of two people: Brooks and Dunn.
I hit the publish button instead of the insertion code. I will put up the intended site later on. Anyway, I have been looking through the 300+ galleries in Santa Fe to find Mikey's work. It turns out his stuff is in a gallery less than three blocks from my house. It was really cool to see his work.
After looking at said artwork, I wandered downtown. One of the only corps that has a location in downtown Santa Fe is the Gap. Who was staring at me from the window...the larger than life Josh Duhmal. He and Sarah Jessica Parker are the new Gap folks. The whole larger than life window stickers are disturbing to say the least. Well, there are two famous Minotians, maybe my life story will end up being an after school special.
A fare amount of the weekend was spent bbqing on the porch. We enjoyed numerous grilled meats and lovely pasta salad. I have met a number of interesting people in this town. I have yet to meet any republicans. It seems that every time I engage in a conversation, the subject of politics comes up. I was talking to a painter in a gallery today - he stated that the sagging art market in Santa Fe is Bush's fault. I have decided I will change my vote if I find out that Bush is behind all the advertising in adult magazines. If Kerry will pass laws to make sure that 90 pages of porn will actually be 90 pages (even 86), he will be my man.
I have been looking to the Goo Goo Dolls and Gideon Yago for all my political advice. Gideon, the edgier younger looking Carson Daly, has taught me that one needs not to wear ties - pastel shirts, top button open, sleeves slightly rolled, and a five'o clock shadow are all one needs to interview the president or Mr. Heinz.
The Goo Goo Dolls and other politically savvy musicians and entertainers have taught me that a life in Hollywood, cocaine and tour buses, and the school of entertainment allows one to make sweeping political statements to thousands of people. If my vote is ever determined by a drunken night at a Limp Bizcuit show, I will kill myself. The only entertainer I would even consider listening to is the great John Anderson. John Anderson is too punk to get involved in politics. He is way to preoccupied with growing his blonde Samson like locks, his radical beard, and refining the style that he pioneered in the late 80's(those radical country western shirts emblazoned with leather, TURQOIUSE, beads, and/or feathers).
If John Anderson were president: women would be allowed a straight tequila night once a month, the DUI limited would be raised to .25 (.3 after concerts and in rural areas), the NHL would not lock out, there would be public health care ( a free 5th of whiskey with every cold, duct tape, band-aids, and super glue would be available at the local store free of charge), the war in Iraq would be over, NO MORE WNBA, and his cabinet would consist of two people: Brooks and Dunn.
Unemployment almost over...it is all it is cracked up to be!
I start work on Friday. My employer was not quite ready today, so he bumped the starting date a little. Even though I have been going to school, not working is a little odd. I feel like there is no reason to get out of bed because my classes do not start until the afternoon. It is this feeling of retirement - there is really no hurry to get anything done.
I had a very Minot weekend. Not only did I drink heavily, some Minot elements popped up in Santa Fe. I called Reggie to find out the location of Mikey's art work here in Santa Fe.
I start work on Friday. My employer was not quite ready today, so he bumped the starting date a little. Even though I have been going to school, not working is a little odd. I feel like there is no reason to get out of bed because my classes do not start until the afternoon. It is this feeling of retirement - there is really no hurry to get anything done.
I had a very Minot weekend. Not only did I drink heavily, some Minot elements popped up in Santa Fe. I called Reggie to find out the location of Mikey's art work here in Santa Fe.
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Santa Fe Style...
OK...so I felt that it was time to change the title. The elevation is the same, but this place just isn't the high country. I am really starting to enjoy this area. Today I walked around the open market in the Plaza. There was plenty for sale, but the current financial status of the muse makes any purchase difficult. This will hopefully all change next Wednesday. I have a meeting with a woodworker to do his sanding, staining, and installation of doors, gates, cabinets etc...
Last week I bit the bullet and put my stuff together for substitute teaching in case my quest as a woodworker fails. I really want to work for this guy so I can learn a bit about building custom furniture. He does some super cool stuff. My worst nightmare is substitute teaching. I feel that some time away from the world of secondary education will be beneficial to my constitution.
I have a week and half of graduate work under my belt. Perhaps a change in potlical views, a renewed interest in Dave Matthews and pot is in my future. My segement this semester focuses on theology and philosophy. The reading load and the subject matter are both a bit heavy, but I find the program enjoyable thus far.
Anyone suffering through the World Cup of Hockey(formerly known as the Canda Cup)? The USA is sucking hind tit. For God's sake! We lose to Canada, then Russia, and then pull it out for a win against Slovakia. We are lucky that the wall fell or hockey would be unbearable to watch. It does interest me that Czech and Slovakia did not come up with new names when they split. They could have thought of something that would promote tourism. Do kids that visit Europe spend five days in each country? Or, do they count them as one so as not to mess up the European tour esatablished before the fall. If this country split into three parts would we call ourselves United, States, and America? Or, would it be Dakota, Texas, and Cleveland?
As soon as I figure out my camera, I will post some photos. Until then, you are stuck reading my worthless observations.
OK...so I felt that it was time to change the title. The elevation is the same, but this place just isn't the high country. I am really starting to enjoy this area. Today I walked around the open market in the Plaza. There was plenty for sale, but the current financial status of the muse makes any purchase difficult. This will hopefully all change next Wednesday. I have a meeting with a woodworker to do his sanding, staining, and installation of doors, gates, cabinets etc...
Last week I bit the bullet and put my stuff together for substitute teaching in case my quest as a woodworker fails. I really want to work for this guy so I can learn a bit about building custom furniture. He does some super cool stuff. My worst nightmare is substitute teaching. I feel that some time away from the world of secondary education will be beneficial to my constitution.
I have a week and half of graduate work under my belt. Perhaps a change in potlical views, a renewed interest in Dave Matthews and pot is in my future. My segement this semester focuses on theology and philosophy. The reading load and the subject matter are both a bit heavy, but I find the program enjoyable thus far.
Anyone suffering through the World Cup of Hockey(formerly known as the Canda Cup)? The USA is sucking hind tit. For God's sake! We lose to Canada, then Russia, and then pull it out for a win against Slovakia. We are lucky that the wall fell or hockey would be unbearable to watch. It does interest me that Czech and Slovakia did not come up with new names when they split. They could have thought of something that would promote tourism. Do kids that visit Europe spend five days in each country? Or, do they count them as one so as not to mess up the European tour esatablished before the fall. If this country split into three parts would we call ourselves United, States, and America? Or, would it be Dakota, Texas, and Cleveland?
As soon as I figure out my camera, I will post some photos. Until then, you are stuck reading my worthless observations.
