I’ve made this category to denote entries which were posted at some point after they were written, as opposed to normal blog entries which were slapped up on the web immediately.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Talked to Jim this afternoon… he might well be able to go to Norway with me, should the opportunity pan out. He needs to get a passport though, but he says he’ll go down to the passport office tomorrow and let me know what happens. I sure hope it works out, it would be really fun.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Well, I got Windows XP yesterday and installed it on my machine. Now I’m using it happily and migrating all my shit over from the old partition. I’m using the NTFS file system on my XP partition, and XP is much better about segregating the different users’ personal files and settings. And folders can be made private from other users, which means it’ll be much better off when both me and John are using this computer! I’ll have my settings and documents and he’ll have his. Hopefully he won’t have any problems and need a setting changed while I’m off on tour or something.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
So anyway… I got cut off there because John came home with dinner. Like I said, the little recording session with Jim went really well. I was getting slightly flustered trying to engineer the session; it’s a lot to think about. He used John’s guitar amp and set that up himself, so at least I didn’t have to worry about that. Still, I had to mike him up, get the recorder going, get two pairs of headphones working simultaneously, and set the levels for the pre-recorded stuff versus the live sound. I used my old SM57 mike, both to record the amplifier’s sound and to record Jim’s fiddle (without any amp). Plugged that right into the D8 and it worked great… there was some hiss coming off the tremolo on the amp, but I guess that goes with the territory. It was kind of complicated working with the recorder, figuring out what tracks were where, but I found everything fairly quickly because I already have all that info somewhat organized in my PalmPilot, in HanDbase. Jim seemed to be impressed with my little setup here, the recorder especially. I can’t tell you how scrumptious the stuff he did sounds! The guitar is very lazy and twangy (just touches, no major gymnastics) and the fiddle is mostly droney as opposed to him playing any specific parts. Maybe on the next couple of songs he’ll figure out some more defined parts to play, now that he has the CD to listen to.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Jim was over here recording for about three hours, it went really well. We finished work on two songs, "Look What Thoughts Will Do" and "Soldier and the Lady". He put some twangy guitar and droning fiddle on both tracks. I gave him a CD with mixes of those tunes, plus three more for him to learn. He’s going to work on that and we’ll get together sometime next week to record some more. Yay!!! The stuff he did sounds fantastic, especially with Jim White’s drums.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Just got off the phone with Uncle Tom Frost in San Antonio - he’s been bugging me intensely to send him some family photos he needs for a genealogy project he’s doing. He’s making a book about the Frosts and wants to include a bunch of photos I posted to MyFamily.com. The photos I scanned aren’t good enough, they want the originals. John said he can pack them up for me at work, they have all the supplies to mail oddly-shaped photographs. Still, what a pain. One of these old photos is huge, around two feet by one foot! And definitely not rollable, so you couldn’t send it in a poster tube.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
I just realized that it’d be a hell of a lot easier to type my journal in MS Word rather than try to write it in my PalmPilot. I never really knew how to encrypt a Word document before. Hell, I never even had Word until I got it bundled with my Dell computer, which I got about six months ago.
Now I have to fucking transport all my old journal entries from the Palm. Well, it’s better this way because they’re not encrypted on the Palm. Should I put them in backwards or forwards? Guess it has to be forwards, because that’s the way it’s being exported from the Palm. Makes more sense to read it that way too, though it is a pain to scroll down to the bottom every time I want to write. Oh well.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Anthrax count so far…
Deceased from inhalation infection:
* Florida tabloid photo editor
* Two Washington, DC postal workers
Others w/ inhalation infection:
* Florida tabloid mailroom worker (recovering)
* Two Washington, DC postal workers (serious condition)
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Ten thousand postal workers in D.C. are now on antibiotics after two of them died from anthrax inhalation. So now we have three people dead, several in the hospital and thousands who may have been exposed. It’s getting scarier by the minute, but thank god Chicago hasn’t been hit by this, as far as I know. They still don’t know whether or not this has anything to do with the Sept. 11th attacks; a lot of people think it could be an American doing all this.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Now they’ve shut down the House of Representatives in Washington D.C., due to the anthrax scare. 35 people exposed.
The Jenny show went okay. I practiced the song a million times and still couldn’t get the middle part right! But people seemed to like it, and I guess it did sound better with the harmonies. Jenny’s band was great. Amy even played maracas on one song! She was hot.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
There are now 12 cases of anthrax poisoning in the U.S…. people are freaking out bigtime, for good reason I guess. It’s like a bad Halloween movie out there. And the panic is spreading all over the world, to Canada, Australia, France and all over Europe…
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
They’ve found a fourth case of anthrax poisoning, this time in New York… the news is getting more sensationalistic all the time. John gets all stressed out when I watch the news while he’s around, so it’s best if I just don’t.
Haven’t talked to any of my bandmates since Monday. Can’t FTP in to update my website. My accountant is on vacation. John is in the music room making a mix tape, so I’m free to play with my MP3s. I’ve pretty much had the whole week free to do that!
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
It’s been one month since the World Trade Center & Pentagon attacks. Can’t believe how much everything has changed since then! Me and John are both feeling sick over all this, getting daily stomach aches & general symptoms of depression & stress.
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
I’m in the midst of reinstall hell. Windows ME won’t cooperate with my machine — I think this is the 6th time in the past week that I’m hitting "format c:"!!
I guess I only write in my journal when I absolutely can’t use my computer! That doesn’t seem right…
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
Fucking DSL isn’t working. Pisses me off!!! First thing in the morning and I can’t check my mail. Could anything be more annoying?
Note: This is a journal entry — it was written on paper or on my computer, then transferred to my website, maybe years later.
I did an interview on Tuesday with this woman Elizabeth Lenhard, for an article that’s going to appear in Chicago Magazine in July or thereabouts. It was just an average interview… she came over here and I was a little bit spaced-out since I was recovering from a cold (which she knew about — I’d had to put off the interview an extra day already because of that). She didn’t seem overly familiar with my music. Seemed to go a little over the top on the subject of money and how it is that I make my living. That bugs me — why don’t they just talk about the durn music? I’m not in it for the money. I’m not going to be able to impress anybody with my income, and I don’t need their pity! Well, whatever.
