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I've started printing out the Novel, but I haven't had much time to work on it so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2010 Postcard Experiment&lt;/span&gt; – I’ve got enough postcards to make it to June 15th right now and I have to say that's pretty good. Things have started to slow down a bit, but I think it might pick up a again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Write 30 Poems for Joseph&lt;/span&gt; – I haven't done a lot with this one either. I've finally decided to make all 30 poems sonnets, but other than that I haven't done anything else with it. It's hard, but I hope to get on track soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Album&lt;/span&gt; – I'm still doing research on field recorders but nothing serious yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Read 50 Books this Year&lt;/span&gt; – I'm actually doing well on this I've read 36 books so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lose 30 Lbs this Year&lt;/span&gt; – I've lost 10 pounds so far but I keep gaining and losing 5 lbs so I need to exercise more and keep going on this goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PRIVATE GOAL&lt;/span&gt; - I'm doing well on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pay More Offerings&lt;/span&gt; – So far so good on this one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be More Friendly&lt;/span&gt; – This one has been hard, but I have to say I'm trying hard to be more friendly. I've got a new promotion that requires me to be more friendly and outgoing. I've also been trying to meet new friends. I can't say I'm good at it yet, but I'm trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Type up My Journals&lt;/span&gt; – I was doing well on this until we lost power for like 3 days and I got out of my rhythm. I hope to get back into things soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Find More Opportunities to Serve&lt;/span&gt; – I've been lucky enough to find a lot of opportunities to serve others and I hope to keep finding ways to help others out. It's not always easy and I don't always look forward to it, but I'm always happy after I do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pay off My Cars&lt;/span&gt; – Things are working out to get this done by the end of the year so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Follow My Daily Schedule&lt;/span&gt; – I haven't been following my schedule at all but I really need to. Obviously I haven't been doing as well as I should so maybe I need to think about doing better on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-7311136038937628340?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/update-on-2010-goals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-1209050432988414124</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-07T23:54:51.946-06:00</atom:updated><title>Top Ten Albums</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71ecl14NYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Qpur4W4v_Vc/s1600/top10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71ecl14NYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Qpur4W4v_Vc/s400/top10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457622168730350978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a top ten list. I love the idea of making the list, but this was very painful. It hurt to list bands and then cross them out. I also spent most of my time debating over who should be ranked number one or two. For those of you who don't know me, I love R.E.M. and Pearl Jam. How do I choose one as my ultimate album? But I digress; I solved my problem by eliminating both bands from my top ten list. What a concept! Then, the list just came tumbling out. I’ve spent a few months with the list, looking it over and taking bands on and off and rearranging the order. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I failed in my attempt to create a top ten list because I have 4 runners-up. But what the hell, it’s my list and if I want runners-up I’ll have them. If I'm ever forced onto a deserted island and my Overlord makes me pick only ten albums, I’ll worry about it then, so get off my hairy back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I don't think the list will be truly finished until I’m 60-70 years old when it's been a few years since I've bought albums or gone to a live show. Until that day comes, this list will have to do. I hope future me isn't a mean old man in an one-piece that stares and spits at people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Albums / The Albums I’d Take with me to a Deserted Island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71a6a-a0tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/apoNbOeHlH8/s1600/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71a6a-a0tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/apoNbOeHlH8/s320/100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457618283162948306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Idlewild – 100 Broken Windows&lt;/span&gt; = For all those record label idiots out there that thought the original Napster was killing their business, this is one of the bands I found by chance on Napster and then went out and bought all their albums at the time and continue to follow them loyally. Idlewild is a Scottish band and is still not as well known in America. They started out very much as a punk band. In articles, they've talked about being fans of Black Flag and other pioneering punk bands. This album was a major departure from that genre as they've slowed down just a little and have spent more time on their craft and sound. I originally fell in love with this album because it reminded me of R.E.M.’s Murmur, which isn’t as easy to detect, but for me the energy was the same. This album clocks in at 43:57 minutes with 12 songs. I love the ride this album takes me on as it seems to visit all the great places an album should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bEMAyitI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3H4Ihw2Ds2I/s1600/o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bEMAyitI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3H4Ihw2Ds2I/s320/o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457618450945051346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Damien Rice – 0&lt;/span&gt; = The second band on my list I also found through Napster and once again spent money on buying up albums, b-sides, and live recordings. This clocks in at 61:27 minutes with 10 named tracks and two hidden. I had been thinking a lot about music before finding him and thinking about how no one was trying new things or even odd things like combining an opera singer in a song (I know no one will believe me when I say this but I was really thinking about how great that could be) then I found Damien Rice and he did it! “Eskimo” has a great moment in it where a women belts out in operatic style in the song and it sounds amazing. He even one-ups my idea by having her sing in Icelandic. The album as a whole is a complete journey and once again, there's not a dud on it. The second best thing about this album is Lisa Hannigan. She backs on most of the songs and has the voice of an angel. If I had to say who my favorite female singer was, it would be her. This album still gives me goose bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bN-OuvAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nfpJnALaKA8/s1600/sociald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bN-OuvAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nfpJnALaKA8/s320/sociald.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457618619044117506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Social Distortion – Social Distortion&lt;/span&gt; = This is one of the very first albums I was introduced to during my musical revolution. The album clocks in at 41:16 minutes. It has ten songs on the album and each one of them have a special place in my heart except for “Drug Train,” I’ve never cared for that song as I’ve never had an interest in drugs or had any close friends who had to deal with drugs. I’m a big proponent of songs and artists speaking to me as an individual. If the song doesn’t have something in it that I can relate to I don’t usually care for it (major reason I’m not a fan of rap (I grew up in Wyoming for heaven’s sake). Back to Social D, this is a great album to sing along to and I almost always include one of their songs on a mix for newcomer to music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bXLl8JzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LJ-ANN_QzUE/s1600/sew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bXLl8JzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LJ-ANN_QzUE/s320/sew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457618777249949490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lisa Hannigan – Sea Sew&lt;/span&gt; = My Irish angle, the Siren of my shipwreck. I can listen to her all day long. I was so sad when Damien’s ego fired her and I was worried I’d never hear her sweet voice again, but happy day, all is well. She came out with her own album and no surprise, it’s amazing. She is tender and playful and knows how to invoke wonderful images and emotion with her songs. I can’t wait to hear more from her in the future. This album clocks in at 38:32 minutes with 10 tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bj4mvbyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ViKVXBJYrYU/s1600/whitebc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bj4mvbyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ViKVXBJYrYU/s320/whitebc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457618995491335970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The White Stripes – White Blood Cells&lt;/span&gt; = You either hate this guy or you love him. I love him. This album introduced me to the man the myth and the legend, Jack White. Every single song on this album will break your bones and re-build them into a monument of the past rehashed into something better than you were before. I cannot complain that I was given the degree of simple complexity that this album holds. Jack has said in interviews that he while in the band he had a fixation with the number 3; colors, instruments, wording. It’s all there if you want to look for it. It clocks in at a monstrous 40:25 minutes and dumps 16 tracks on your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bx0nro5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/clReNIy5H_8/s1600/cure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71bx0nro5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/clReNIy5H_8/s320/cure.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619234939708306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Cure – Disintegration&lt;/span&gt; = I was introduced to the Cure by a high school friend and due to my teenage angst and depression fell deeply in love with the band. But even now as a fairly well adjusted adult I still go back to this great album more than any of the others. It’s got a great feel to the whole album as one song ends it feeds the beginning of the next song. The album clocks in at 71:47 with 12 songs. “Lullaby” and “Fascination Street” are my least favorite songs with “Untitled” being my favorite. I love this album for the linear notes were Robert recommends that we “Play this Loud”, and if you follow the advice you are well rewarded as  “Plainsong” slowly erupts around your ear drums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71b-pt5Q4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/zUABH7dZUP4/s1600/incesticide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71b-pt5Q4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/zUABH7dZUP4/s320/incesticide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619455351276418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nirvana – Incesticide&lt;/span&gt; = By far my favorite album they ever did. I have a special place in my music heart box for Nirvana’s music and they use to rank higher up on my list but as I’ve gotten older I lost respect for the man for taking the easy way out. Regardless this album can always put me in a good mood. I love the eclectic sound and the wonderful covers of Devo and The Vaselines. It clocks in at 44:44 with 15 tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cJrGnXoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Ao0Ol-OQEk0/s1600/softbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cJrGnXoI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Ao0Ol-OQEk0/s320/softbull.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619644701957762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Flaming Lips – Soft Bulletin&lt;/span&gt; = This album clocks in at 58:26 minutes and has 14 tracks, which include two remixes of songs on the album. I found this band surprisingly by the crappy radio station that plays before movies start in some theaters. I heard "Waitin' for a Superman." It blew me away. A great song with intricate musical style that matched the emotion of the lyrics and just a audio treat for my ears. The whole album feels like an experiment, and the whole time you’re listening to it you’re trying to figure out if you’re the scientist or the blob. At times, and depending on your mood, the roles change. This is also one of the first albums that I actually listen to the instrumentals and enjoy them, most seem to bore me but not the Lips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cbS3CGMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/75-EmfVCg9w/s1600/greatest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cbS3CGMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/75-EmfVCg9w/s320/greatest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619947431794882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cat Power – The Greatest&lt;/span&gt; = Chan Marshall is my second all-time favorite female singer. Of all her albums, this one wins me over. It’s so smooth and smoky, it sounds like a romanticized bar scene in a gritty 70s blacksploitation film. The music gets me relaxed like a warm bath, as I soak in her vocal chords. It clock in at 44:34 minutes with 12 tracks. Her first album that all original. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cm5CxLXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pD3Wf024myU/s1600/doolittle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cm5CxLXI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pD3Wf024myU/s320/doolittle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620146660126066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Pixies – Doolittle&lt;/span&gt; = This album came as a recommendation by my cousin. It clocks in at 38:38 minutes and has 15 songs.  Once again no losers on the entire album. This album was one that I liked, but my love for it seems to grow deeper roots with each listen. The funny thing is that I much more prefer “Wave of Mutilation (U.K. Surf)” over the album version. I also had the pleasure to see the band perform this entire album recently and it’s cemented itself in my psyche now and forever. I enjoy this album a lot for the fact that there are some major themes that run through each of the songs and pop up throughout the album making it a rewarding re-listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Runners Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cw3I4NVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yXMjKUTnLkk/s1600/isthisit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71cw3I4NVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yXMjKUTnLkk/s320/isthisit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620317947573586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Strokes – Is This It&lt;/span&gt; = 36:28 minutes with 11 tracks; took off New York City Cops after 9/11. Two different covers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71dHPhOrJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KiYAUuO_4kk/s1600/sojealous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71dHPhOrJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KiYAUuO_4kk/s320/sojealous.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620702449282194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tegan and Sara – So Jealous&lt;/span&gt; = 45:41 minutes, 14 tracks; white stripes covered walking with a ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71c-RWeGtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oMUsWpdzTO8/s1600/howlhowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71c-RWeGtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oMUsWpdzTO8/s320/howlhowl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620548322204370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shout Out Louds – Howl Howl Goff Goff&lt;/span&gt; = 44:05 minutes, 11 tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71dSsyxirI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DmVJr0kwyR0/s1600/elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71dSsyxirI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DmVJr0kwyR0/s320/elvis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620899286059698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Elvis Presley – Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt; = 28:03 minutes, 12 tracks. What he's the King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-1209050432988414124?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-ten-albums.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/S71ecl14NYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Qpur4W4v_Vc/s72-c/top10.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-2775420628794868297</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 06:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-31T00:08:06.579-07:00</atom:updated><title>Goals for the Year 2010</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stacksandstacks.com/blog/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/gotta-have-goals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.stacksandstacks.com/blog/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/gotta-have-goals.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get to a Final Draft of my Novel or at least to the 5th Draft&lt;/span&gt; – At the beginning of this year I’ll be starting the third draft at the end of which it will require the second edit. The fourth draft will be sent to a list of friends and family and at the end of which it will get a third edit. Hopefully ending with a final draft or, if there is still some work to be done, a 5th draft. It’ll be close, but I want to be able to start looking for a publisher and or agent in 2011. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2010 Postcard Experiment&lt;/span&gt; – I’ve got three months worth of postcards at this point and I hope to have 9 more months worth soon. In the end, it’s a fun multi-person project across the planet and is something fun to do with friends and family. Let’s see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Write 30 Poems for Joseph&lt;/span&gt; – In July 2009, I started a project with an old friend at which point I promised to write 30 poems that were inspired by 30 of his sketches and vice versa. Now I have to admit that I don’t write poetry as fast or as often as I did in my younger angst-filled years. But I think I can write about two poems a month, so I hope I can get them all done by the end of the year, and then I can harass Joseph to finish his sketches based on 30 of my older poems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Album&lt;/span&gt; – My wife was a little surprised that I had a goal of making an album, but it is on my things to do before I die list and those things aren’t going to get done on their own. I’ve already got a lot of creative goals set for the year, so this goal is more about research and set up. I hope to figure out the best field recorder to buy and maybe even buy one by the end of the year. Then, in 2011, I can start the actual work on the album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Read 50 Books this Year&lt;/span&gt; – This might seem like a crazy goal, but really all I have to do is read a book a week with two weeks off for the holidays and I’ll be golden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lose 30 Lbs this Year&lt;/span&gt; – I’m way over my healthy weight and I’m also borderline diabetic, which means I need to start taking better care of myself. To accomplish this goal I need to lose 2.5 pounds a month. I’m only going to eat oatmeal for breakfast and a light lunch. I’m also going to exercise for two hours a day. If I can’t lose 30 pounds, next year I’ll get some lipo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PRIVATE GOAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pay More Offerings&lt;/span&gt; – If you don’t know what I’m talking about sorry I’m not going to explain it. Let’s just say I need to work on being less-self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be More Friendly&lt;/span&gt; – Now my father’s side of the family have never been known for being outgoing and friendly and I have to admit I’ve never tried very hard to overcome this shortcoming. Well, it’s never too late to begin. I’m going to put a greater effort on being nice to people by being more outgoing, smiling, and remembering people’s names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Type up My Journals&lt;/span&gt; – I’m reserving Sundays to type up old journals and making a weekly entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Find More Opportunities to Serve&lt;/span&gt; – I’ve been thinking about spending a Saturday each month doing service in the community at either a shelter or nursing home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pay off My Cars&lt;/span&gt; – By the end of the year I’d like to have both my cars completely paid off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Follow My Daily Schedule&lt;/span&gt; – Let’s face it, this is going to be a busy year and I might just fall short on a few of these goals and the only way I’m going to get them done is by keeping myself organized and on track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-2775420628794868297?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/12/goals-for-year-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-2587817899054409652</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T19:43:03.275-07:00</atom:updated><title>Done for Another Year</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/SxHddeM3rcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ARqYHx6U84k/s1600/nano_09_winner_120x240.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/SxHddeM3rcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ARqYHx6U84k/s400/nano_09_winner_120x240.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409348125841665474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official count 50,413.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, I'm tired. I had several 5,000-word writing days and I'm worn out. I also realized while writing this story I was actually writing two novels, which is alright, but now I have more work to do get this one done. Thankfully, I can take a break from it while I go back to working on my first book, which I'm waiting on my wife to edit. Guess I'll take a break from fiction and focus on some poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage anyone to give NANOWRIMO a shot next year. It's well worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-2587817899054409652?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/11/done-for-another-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/SxHddeM3rcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ARqYHx6U84k/s72-c/nano_09_winner_120x240.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-5953575456052855441</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T01:33:19.111-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Pixies at the Palladium 11/07/09</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/SvZ4LgTnlJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I65RL0XZ0ck/s1600-h/Pixies24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/SvZ4LgTnlJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I65RL0XZ0ck/s320/Pixies24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401636942123603090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting to see the Pixies for sixteen years, and to be honest I never thought the day would come. They've got a history of breaking up and on their past reunion tour they didn't come anywhere near Salt Lake City. Then, a few months ago I heard the Pixies were talking about celebrating the 20th anniversary of the Doolittle album's release, which of course is my favorite album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the necessary steps to ensure I got tickets to the show, which included finding a roman coin with a metal detector and trading it for a elephant's haunted tusk and taking it to my local Wal-Mart at which point I was able to return it without a receipt for a phone number that would allow me to call and order tickets to the show. Later, I found out I could have bought them online, but I think I had a more memorable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm going to backtrack a bit: My cousin Michael introduced me to the album back in 1993 when I was asking him for some musical recommendations. He also suggested a girl named PJ Harvey and the Cowboy Junkies. He was also the cousin that introduced me to Temple of the Dog and Social Distortion. I have a lot to thank him for, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the album known as Doolittle. I quickly fell in love with Here Comes Your Man, Hey, There Goes My Gun and La la Love (after a former flame put it on a mix tape). However, it wasn't until I watched the movie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pump Up the Volume&lt;/span&gt; and heard Wave of Mutilation (UK Surf) that I truly fell in love with the Pixies. I've loved them ever since, but I never thought I'd see them live since I found them right after their break-up. I got close when I saw the Breeders open for Nirvana, but it just wasn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited and giddy. It's been a long time since I've felt giddy about seeing a band live. I'll admit that I've spoiled myself with seeing bands live. I've come to know what to expect and how to make the most of any show. However, I couldn't help but feel the seventeen-year-old inside me jumping up and down with anticipation. What would they be like? Would they break up before making it out to the stage? Would they be rusty, or would they blow my mind? I didn't know and I wanted to find out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening band was alright, but I wouldn't ever buy their album. Rain Machine, if I remember correctly. The best way I can describe them and their sound is by saying I think they found each other in rehab centers and self-help group therapy sessions. They had small small moments of possible talent, but seriously there was at least one member of the band that might have been a lost first-year college student that was screaming for her mother on stage while going through a caffeine crash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pixies started their set with a great classic Surrealist film from the 1920s famous for a particular scene in which it looks like a girl's eyeball is cut open with a straight edge razor, but for any squeamish people out there no worries it was only a cow's eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At which point the smoke machine began to pump out white heat and the band came to the stage. Black Francis or Frank Black, depending on how you know him, was in fine form. He didn't talk to the crowd at all, only making a few comments to his fellow band mates off mic. Kim Deal was the main communicator of the band, making funny comments about the songs and such. David Lovering would also make a few comments here and there. They started the set with four B-sides then they gave us all the songs on the Doolittle album. I have to say these guys held up to their name. They sounded tight and clean. The sound was amazing and never disappointing. Frank brought the screams and emotion to each song. It wasn't until they finished Gouge Away that Frank Black waved at the crowd. The band took the time to wave and take a few bows to the crowd. I wasn't sure they'd be coming back out, but lucky for us it was only a quick break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they came back for their first encore, they played some more b-sides and a song I never ever thought I would hear live, Wave of Mutilation (UK Surf). I figured they would pick one version to play for the concert fast or slow never did I think they'd do both! I turned into a 14-year-old girl at a Jonas Brothers Concert. If I was wearing panties I would have ripped them off and thrown them on the stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first encore, it took a while before the band came back for a second encore. It looked like they were trying to decide if they would come back out, but they did and proceeded to play a few non-Doolittle songs. And if my night wasn't great enough, they played my favorite non-Doolittle songs: Bone Machine and Where is My Mind? I have to say if you ever get the chance, please please see this band live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the set list enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Intro Film (Un chien andalou)&lt;br /&gt;2.Dancing The Manta Ray &lt;br /&gt;3.Weird at My School &lt;br /&gt;4.Bailey's Walk &lt;br /&gt;5.Manta Ray &lt;br /&gt;6.Debaser &lt;br /&gt;7.Tame &lt;br /&gt;8.Wave of Mutilation&lt;br /&gt;9.I Bleed &lt;br /&gt;10.Here Comes Your Man&lt;br /&gt;11.Dead&lt;br /&gt;12.Monkey Gone to Heaven&lt;br /&gt;13.Mr. Grieves &lt;br /&gt;14.Crackity Jones &lt;br /&gt;15.La La Love You  &lt;br /&gt;16.No. 13 Baby &lt;br /&gt;17.There Goes My Gun &lt;br /&gt;18.Hey &lt;br /&gt;19.Silver &lt;br /&gt;20.Gouge Away&lt;br /&gt;Encore:&lt;br /&gt;21.Wave of Mutilation (UK Surf)&lt;br /&gt;22.Into the White&lt;br /&gt;Encore 2:&lt;br /&gt;23.Something Against You&lt;br /&gt;24.Bone Machine&lt;br /&gt;25.U-Mass &lt;br /&gt;26.Where Is My Mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-5953575456052855441?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/11/pixies-at-palladium-110709.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/SvZ4LgTnlJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/I65RL0XZ0ck/s72-c/Pixies24.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-5172981565733102275</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:36:34.072-07:00</atom:updated><title>First Day of NaNoWrimo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/Su5EvPoAMTI/AAAAAAAAAHU/s8HggnA1fk0/s1600-h/nano_09_blk_participant_100x100_1.png.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/Su5EvPoAMTI/AAAAAAAAAHU/s8HggnA1fk0/s320/nano_09_blk_participant_500x500_1.png.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399328581702660402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of NaNoWrimo (National Novel Writing Month) is always fun and daunting at the same time. I'm excited to start a new story--the prospect of creating something new and seeing where it goes. But I'm a little overwhelmed about the fact that I only have a month to write 50,000 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about it all is the whole idea that you can't read what you've written the days before, which is what kept me from ever finishing a novel before NaNoWrimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd encourage anyone that has ever thought about writing a novel, or who's attempted to write a novel and hasn't finished, to give it a try. In the end, the only words of advice I live by are, "Just because you can boil a chicken, doesn't mean you can skin a rabbit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-5172981565733102275?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-day-of-nanowrimo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XzY82f5IY70/Su5EvPoAMTI/AAAAAAAAAHU/s8HggnA1fk0/s72-c/nano_09_blk_participant_500x500_1.png.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-5983513056730605931</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 02:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T21:48:04.719-06:00</atom:updated><title>Creative Goals for 2010</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rrrojer.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/sharing_creative_works_img-22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://rrrojer.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/sharing_creative_works_img-22.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of things I truly enjoy in life is being creative. I want to state upfront that I do not consider myself anything great or important. I do however enjoy spending my free time creating new things or being inspired by other artists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about some of my future goals that I want to buckle down and finish soon. I've given myself till the end of 2010 to do this. Some I hope to finish before this year's end. I'm crossing my fingers that no surprises pop up to keep me from accomplishing my creative goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Finish my novel&lt;/span&gt; - This one is tricky because a large part of getting this done is based on my wife's ability to edit the novel with in a reasonable amount of time as well as a small group of friends and family that I want to give advanced copies of my novel also need to be able to read and send me feedback before the end of the year. Both of these situations could possibly keep me from getting it completed. But that's why you set goals to try and finish things quicker than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2010 Postcard Experiment&lt;/span&gt; - This one also has me depending on others to help finish it but even if it works smoothly I have a lot of work that needs to be done each day. If it works out it will be a cool experiment that in the end will only prove that everyone has creative juices in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Write 30 Poems&lt;/span&gt; - This is a project that I'm working on with Joseph Adams. I started this project in June of 09 and as of yet only written three poems. It's really up to me to buckle down and get it done. Once I'm done then I can harass Joseph to get his part done. I would rather do that as I'm great at nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Start working on my Album&lt;/span&gt; - I know everyone knows I can't sing and I can hardly play a guitar or any other instrument, so how do I plan on making an album? Well frankly none of the above reasons seem like good enough reasons for not making an album. What I want to do first is buy a portable digital recorder and start field recording my base tracks. Then I'll find myself a free mixing software &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(let me know if anyone has a favorite)&lt;/span&gt; and then I'll start laying down some tracks and sooner or later I'll have an album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-5983513056730605931?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/10/creative-goals-for-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-6570541889328359263</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 04:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T12:06:47.137-06:00</atom:updated><title>100 Things to do before I die.</title><description>1. Ride in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;2. Get certified in scuba diving &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(just found out this is hard to do with asthma so we'll see about this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Publish a novel&lt;br /&gt;4. Paint an oil painting&lt;br /&gt;5. Have Kids&lt;br /&gt;6. Tour Graceland&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep under the stars at 75&lt;br /&gt;8. Hike the Appalachian trail&lt;br /&gt;9. Build a ship in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;10. Perform in front of a crowd&lt;br /&gt;11. Write&lt;br /&gt;12. Retype my poems&lt;br /&gt;13. Run in the New York Marathon&lt;br /&gt;14. Type up my written journals &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I've started this one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Keep a Journal &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(the blog works right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Fly a Remote controlled Airplane&lt;br /&gt;17. Pet a Big Cat &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(leopard, tiger, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Ride in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;19. Learn to fly fish&lt;br /&gt;20. Shoot a crossbow&lt;br /&gt;21. Work in a record store&lt;br /&gt;22. Set up a squirrel feeder in my back yard&lt;br /&gt;23. Grow a garden&lt;br /&gt;24. Build my kids a tree house&lt;br /&gt;25. Launch a rocket&lt;br /&gt;26. Play paint ball&lt;br /&gt;27. Take up bird watching&lt;br /&gt;28. Keep a meditation journal&lt;br /&gt;29. Cut down my own Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;30. Climb a tree at 80&lt;br /&gt;31. Sky dive&lt;br /&gt;32. Mine for gold&lt;br /&gt;33. Build a sculpture&lt;br /&gt;34. Do my genealogy&lt;br /&gt;35. Serve on a jury&lt;br /&gt;36. Own a stuffed squirrel&lt;br /&gt;37. Own a life sized suit of armor&lt;br /&gt;38. Read the classics&lt;br /&gt;39. Read all of Kurt Vonnegut's books &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(about halfway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Learn to play the guitar &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(started this but I've got a long way to go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Learn to play a harmonica&lt;br /&gt;42. Learn to fly a plane&lt;br /&gt;43. Learn Latin&lt;br /&gt;44. Own season tickets to the symphony&lt;br /&gt;45. Own season tickets to the opera&lt;br /&gt;46. Watch a space shuttle launch&lt;br /&gt;47. Watch a bull fight &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(even though I think it is morally wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Take part in the running of the bulls &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(give Karma a chance to get me back for watching a bull fight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Watch a demolition derby&lt;br /&gt;50. Watch a dog race&lt;br /&gt;51. Go to a Monster Truck Rally&lt;br /&gt;52. Go to a Jazz club&lt;br /&gt;53. Go to the David Letterman Show&lt;br /&gt;54. Go to the Conan O'Brien Show&lt;br /&gt;55. Go to the Saturday Night Live Show&lt;br /&gt;56. Go to an Auction&lt;br /&gt;57. Go on a treasure hunt&lt;br /&gt;58. Go on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;59. Save the world for two years or so&lt;br /&gt;60. Go night swimming at least once a year &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(not doing so hot on this so far)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Make a pair of Pants&lt;br /&gt;62. Make an album&lt;br /&gt;63. Make a sand castle on both coasts&lt;br /&gt;64. Make my own camera&lt;br /&gt;65. Make a walking stick&lt;br /&gt;66. Make something out of leather that's cool&lt;br /&gt;67. Shake the hand of a prophet&lt;br /&gt;68. Be in a community play&lt;br /&gt;69. Be an extra in a movie&lt;br /&gt;70. Visit Texasarkana&lt;br /&gt;71. Visit Athens, Ga&lt;br /&gt;72. Visit Paris&lt;br /&gt;73. Visit Rome&lt;br /&gt;74. Visit Ireland&lt;br /&gt;75. Visit Germany&lt;br /&gt;76. Visit important historical sites of America&lt;br /&gt;77. Spend a day in each of the states&lt;br /&gt;78. Visit each continent including Antarctica.&lt;br /&gt;79. Visit count Dracula's Castle&lt;br /&gt;80. Visit Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;81. Visit Hell, Michigan&lt;br /&gt;82. Visit the unclaimed baggage center in Scottsboro, AZ&lt;br /&gt;83. Be married to Jacqueline til the day I die. &lt;br /&gt;84. Be a skilled wood carver&lt;br /&gt;85. Find ways to serve other people in little ways&lt;br /&gt;86. Become a regular volunteer for an organization&lt;br /&gt;87. Sacrifice for someone I love&lt;br /&gt;88. Sacrifice for a stranger&lt;br /&gt;89. Learn calligraphy&lt;br /&gt;90. Improve my drawing and watercolor skills&lt;br /&gt;91. Find joy in the journey&lt;br /&gt;92. Relax more&lt;br /&gt;93. Find time to be quiet each day&lt;br /&gt;94. Learn old English&lt;br /&gt;95. Learn a living language&lt;br /&gt;96. Make a life sized catapult or trebuchet&lt;br /&gt;97. Never stop dreaming&lt;br /&gt;98. Never stop learning&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I’d like to get a Bachelor’s degree in English and Science, I’d also like to get a PhD in Medieval History).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;99. Increase my power of memorization&lt;br /&gt;100. Sleep in a castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things That Use to Be on the List that I've accomplished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduate from College&lt;br /&gt;2. Ride on a Train &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(did this on my last trip to England)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Build a trebuchet &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(made one out of Popsicle sticks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Plant a tree &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I've planted 5 so far)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat sushi &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(love it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Visit a cave &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(done this a few times love caves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Own a sword &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I own a civil war sword)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to fence &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Took a class (but I want to take another one))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn to play chess &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I'm a beginner I'd like to find a partner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. See a Broadway play &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I've seen Chicago, Les Miserables, Wicked, and The White Lady, but I'd like to see more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. See Idlewild live &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I've seen them three times since the creation of the list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. See the Flaming Lips live &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I've seen them twice and been on stage with them for one of the times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Go river rafting &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Done this once but I want to do it more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Learn to Bow hunt &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(took a class and it was rad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Make something out of Popsicle sticks &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(see #3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Visit New York&lt;br /&gt;17. Visit London &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(done this twice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Visit Scotland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-6570541889328359263?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/09/100-things-to-do-before-i-die.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-3331890228028557144</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T13:29:11.781-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Psychedelic Furs and The Killers at the Hollywood Bowl 9/16/09</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://myplay.com/files/imagecache/photo_345_square/files/artist_images/Psychedelic_furs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://myplay.com/files/imagecache/photo_345_square/files/artist_images/Psychedelic_furs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd see the massive Psychedelic Furs live, but when a band that loves and respects the 80's as much as The Killers, it was bound to happen and I'm glad I was there to see it. The Psychedelic Furs did an amazing job of showing the young ones how to rock. They played their hits and burned up the stage. They however neglected to play their hit song &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/span&gt;. I'll admit I was a little hurt, but I figured they were just sick to death of the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the third time I saw the Killers live and I'll admit I really tired hard to hate these guys when they first came out, but heaven help me they are a live band. They're the type of band you can easily dismiss on the radio as rehashing a past decade but once you stand in a crowd caught by their light, music and presence it won't be long before you're smiling like you mean it. Yeah I just said that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played their hits and several songs from their new album, with out a dull moment. The highlights were their cover of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Only Fools Rush In&lt;/span&gt;, which was spot on. There were several times that Brandon was channeling a little Elvis during the show. The second was a small dream come true. The Psychedelic Furs came out during the encore to play a duet of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/span&gt; with The Killers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I'll never pass on the chance to see either band play me sweet music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I don't have my usual set list, I went under prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.sparkart.net/thekillersvictims/content/photos/1241717954.26199.Edmonton4_27_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://cdn.sparkart.net/thekillersvictims/content/photos/1241717954.26199.Edmonton4_27_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-3331890228028557144?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/09/psychedelic-furs-and-killers-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-5454359926631510158</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 17:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T23:45:35.031-06:00</atom:updated><title>Five Hand Signs I Hate Seeing in Photos</title><description>Let's try something different for today's post. I'd like to share the five finger signs that I hate to see in photographs. You all know and love them, but using them in photos and daily life is really getting old. We all have 8 fingers and 2 thumbs (usually), why can't we come up with something more creative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Number five: The ASL sign for love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thepottyvillewizard.com/images/pw_signs_9_kc5g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://thepottyvillewizard.com/images/pw_signs_9_kc5g.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I actually took two years of ASL and love the Deaf, but I hate when everyday people use this sign as away to communicate their deep and unfailing love for someone. You would think the fact that a person wants to take a picture of you (and possibly keep it) shows this person likes you and may even love you, and also knows that you feel the same way without needing you to use a hand sign to remind him or her of this fact. Talk about smothering someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Number Four: The Rock sign, or We Are About to Rock sign, or This Song is So Awesome sign, or I'm a Rebel That Shows My Individuality By Throwing Up the Most Used Hand Sign By Nearly Everyone in the World.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first to admit that I've thrown this sign up many a time in the heat of a great rock concert, but I don't use it in everyday life or for photographs. There really isn't anything rocking about taking a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also noticed there are a lot of people who use this sign that are trying too hard to prove they really know how to rock by learning the secret hand sign, but in all reality the closest thing they've come to rocking out was seeing Yanni on PBS, once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mychemicaltoilet.com/metal%20fans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.mychemicaltoilet.com/metal%20fans.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, there's the other end of the spectrum -- the guy with the huge gut wearing the really tight black concert T (he bought when he was 16) with thinning long hair. He usually has the "I haven't taken a shower or even been fully naked in months look." This guy flashes the sign way too often. I think it's more to do with the fact that he's at a point in his life where he can't tell if he is or isn't at a concert. He's got that buzzed look all the time, and rather than be taken for some kind of poser, he flashes the sign every chance he gets, just to be on the safe side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number Three: Hang Loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought on seeing this sign in photographs is, Have you ever surfed a day in your life? Let alone seen a surf board? And really if you're sitting on a sofa or on a family vacation to Yellowstone, do you need to remind people that you're hanging loose? Just because you're visiting Hawaii doesn't mean you know how to adopt their culture. There's nothing wrong with relaxing on a vacation, but it's not like the natives appreciate you adopting, and then mutilating, the meaning of their hand signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://denisermt.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/hang-loose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 300px;" src="http://denisermt.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/hang-loose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally would be afraid to flash this sign casually, what happens if a Polynesian surf squad is out there tracking down and killing all the whities flashing that sign. I am sure it bugs them to no end seeing us use it. It takes away from the original meaning (whatever that is). They will find you one day and stomp your puny butt into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Number Two: Giving the Bird, Giving the Finger, or Flipping Someone Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, this is a big one for me, it's very similar to the love sign. Do you really want to be giving the person the bird just for taking your picture? I mean, when you're 80 years old, well wait, never mind, if you're regularly giving the bird in photographs I think we all know you won't make 80, you'll be lucky to make 50. You'll probably die in a back alley bar with your wrinkled tattooed body lying in its own puke. But just in case you make it to 80, do you want to force your loved ones to try to find the best photograph they have of you for your funeral and all they have to choose from are pictures of you flipping the bird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thefreshcracker.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/double-finger-pricks.jpg?w=510&amp;h=382"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://thefreshcracker.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/double-finger-pricks.jpg?w=510&amp;h=382" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most-hated sign I see people use in photographs that makes me want to puke and kill myself a dozen times over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number One: PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break! First off, who doesn't want peace beyond the "secret government puppet masters"? Everyone wants peace, so do we really need to tell each other that we in fact do not like war and would prefer to live in a world where there was no war? Seeing those stupid splayed fingers makes me want to go on a killing spree, which in fact is giving off the opposite reaction than what the person is trying to convey when flashing the sign. So please, for the love of peace, stop using it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate the stupid teenagers that try to make the peace sign "sexy" by displaying it sideways or covering parts of their face or crap like that. I mean, really, do we need to make everything about sex, even peace? I know, I know, the immortal John Lennon said make love not war, but half these girls and boys trying to appear mysterious and coy for their profile pictures only end up making themselves look fools, instead of sexy and politically aware, so let's stop the madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www4.images.coolspotters.com/photos/95432/cAAB4141Fa1e9BDF__profile"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www4.images.coolspotters.com/photos/95432/cAAB4141Fa1e9BDF__profile" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. My top five most-hated hand signs people use in photographs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-5454359926631510158?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/09/five-hand-signs-i-hate-seeing-in-photos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-6023570467101043281</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-09T19:05:06.065-06:00</atom:updated><title>09-09-09</title><description>It's been three months since the last post and yeah I've been busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about a day away from finishing the first draft to my novel at about 75,000 words. I'll give it to Jacq to do a light proofing. I'll spend the month of September and October working on my two short stories that I have at different stages and take a week off from writing at the end of October to outline my next novel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once November comes it's time for another NANOWRIMO. This way I'll have another rough draft to work on after my 2nd draft is being sent to friends and family to comment on. I'd like to be working on two different novels at all times so that I keep busy and learn how to write well enough to one day get a book in the stores. I'm just hoping by the third or fourth book one of them will get published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California life is well and good. The fires and heat haven't killed me yet. I've been busy at my two jobs and wasting plenty of time reading, writing and watching TV when I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out I'm borderline Diabetic so I'm starting to eat less and cut down on my sugars and fats as well as exercising. Still wish I could find a sport I liked enough to want to do it a lot. Swimming's the top pick right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-6023570467101043281?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/09/09-09-09.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-338484419118191629</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 00:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-09T20:55:37.591-06:00</atom:updated><title>Hollywood Bowl 07/05/2009 The New Pornographers, Tegan and Sara, Death Cab For Cutie</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/6422389/The+New+Pornographers+umbrellas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 347px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/6422389/The+New+Pornographers+umbrellas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the fourth time I'd seen DCFC and the third for Tegan and Sara. In the end I bought the tickets to see The New Pornographers. I've loved this band for nine years but due to my previously crappy location they never stopped by the town. So I was excited to finally see them play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the second time I'd been to the bowl but the first time as a local. The show was awesome the best I had seen for all three bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Pornographers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were great, Neko was gone but I didn't noitce long the show took off and I got wrapped up in the music. The only song I wanted to hear that I didn't was Myriad Harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Setlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Rights Versus Yours&lt;br /&gt;The Laws Have Changed&lt;br /&gt;Use It&lt;br /&gt;All the Old Show Stoppers&lt;br /&gt;Challengers&lt;br /&gt;Mass Romantics&lt;br /&gt;Sing Me Spanish Techno&lt;br /&gt;The Bleeding Heart Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/28172341/Tegan+and+Sara++Brooks+Reynolds.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 299px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/28172341/Tegan+and+Sara++Brooks+Reynolds.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tegan and Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were in rare form for the show, talking about being sick seeing so many people and then talking about how ugly their mother thought CA looked. They also mentioned how the Marilyn Monroe look-a-like was ugly up close but she wasn't a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Setlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark Come Soon&lt;br /&gt;I Bet It Stung&lt;br /&gt;Walking with a Ghost&lt;br /&gt;Hop A Plane&lt;br /&gt;Living Room&lt;br /&gt;Like O Like H&lt;br /&gt;Burn Your Life Down&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;Where Do the Good Go&lt;br /&gt;Call it Off&lt;br /&gt;The Con&lt;br /&gt;Back in Your Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3460/3178443646_7e454b6381.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3460/3178443646_7e454b6381.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great band, their down to earth and show the love to the audience. I'll never pass up an opportunity to see them play. I was especially excited about the fact that the LA Philharmonic was going to be playing with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Setlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching Bands of Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart is and Empty Room&lt;br /&gt;The New Year&lt;br /&gt;Crooked Teeth&lt;br /&gt;President of What&lt;br /&gt;No Sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Photobooth&lt;br /&gt;Summer skin&lt;br /&gt;I Will Posses Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;Little Bribes&lt;br /&gt;Cath&lt;br /&gt;The Sound of Settling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point they took a break and came out with the Philharmonic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Follow You into the Dark&lt;br /&gt;You Can Do Better Than Me&lt;br /&gt;Grapevine Fires&lt;br /&gt;Title and Registration&lt;br /&gt;A Movie Script Ending&lt;br /&gt;Soul Meets Body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnJP9dtaQbA"&gt;Translationism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first and probably the last time I'll see a song set to fireworks. I have a link for you to check out to see what I'm talking about and sadly the video can't even match the emotion that was there. Sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-338484419118191629?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/07/hollywood-bowl-07052009-new.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-3504349933588380256</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 02:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T00:35:51.000-06:00</atom:updated><title>NIN/JA show Irvine, CA 05/20/09</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://plusvsminus.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/trent-hungary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 467px;" src="http://plusvsminus.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/trent-hungary.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a Nine Inch Nails fan for 18 years, I first heard Pretty Hate Machine in 1991 and fell in love with the honest pain, anger, lust and lost emotions it portrayed. My favorite album was Broken as it came out in the perfect time of my life as a teenager rebelling against my parents, society and it just screamed of that rage you feel at that age. I also loved The Downward Spiral it was the first theme album I had ever really listen to. I loved it's depth how my friends and I would play with the songs on the CD player and how it would sound differently as you fast forward/rewind the songs. But as the world was jumping on the NIN bandwagon I was jumping off as my life took on new and different styles of music, but I've always been a loyalist and never lost my love for Trent and his songs. When I heard he was going on tour and with rumors of it being a farewell tour I decided I had to go see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening band was Street Sweeper Social Club. I have to say they were good. I don't normally like the metal/rap genre but I enjoyed them. Their highlight was the cover of MIA's Paper Airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Inch Nails came out on the stage with drums and smoke clouds. Trent singing well and with emotion. He didn't speak to the crowd a lot, but for my first and only time seeing them I have to say it's what I expected and more. They played well and loud. Showing total emotion and fury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if Trent was enjoying the show or not as he didn't play and encore for one of the first times on the tour according to the guy next to me, but I was satisfied so much so I left. I didn't want Jane's Addiction to ruin my mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the setlist for NIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Now I'm Nothing&lt;br /&gt;   2. Terrible Lie&lt;br /&gt;   3. 1,000,000&lt;br /&gt;   4. Heresy&lt;br /&gt;   5. March Of The Pigs&lt;br /&gt;   6. Metal&lt;br /&gt;   7. Reptile&lt;br /&gt;   8. The Becoming&lt;br /&gt;   9. Survivalism&lt;br /&gt;  10. Mr. Self Destruct&lt;br /&gt;  11. The Fragile&lt;br /&gt;  12. Gone, Still&lt;br /&gt;  13. The Way Out Is Through&lt;br /&gt;  14. Wish&lt;br /&gt;  15. Echoplex&lt;br /&gt;  16. The Day The World Went Away&lt;br /&gt;  17. The Hand That Feeds&lt;br /&gt;  18. Head Like A Hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for an old time fan I had a blast and would love to see them in a headlining tour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-3504349933588380256?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/ninja-show-irvine-ca-052009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-5404951245278862102</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-08T15:09:46.533-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 6 in LA</title><description>The biggest news was Redondo Beach Public Library called me back to offer me a job. I happily accepted. Now I just need to go through a month's worth of paper work and background checking before I can start work. I can't say that bothers me as it will allow me some time to enjoy California before starting work again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-5404951245278862102?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-6-in-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-450629529238715891</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 15:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T10:20:12.044-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 5 in LA</title><description>Well today was a lazy day. I picked up my comics and then finished catching up with some of my TV shows I had to give up when I dropped my cable. I did a little unpacking but I've got more to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK a thought I've had while making the move to the Cali lifestyle. I don't know if I'll ever be able to watch Letterman, Conan or Craig Ferguson again. I'm so use to shows coming on an hour earlier then they do here. I'm not a night owl so when it comes to 10pm I'm ready for bed so I can't even watch the nightly news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the longer I'm here in Cali I might be able to become a Night Owl. Only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-450629529238715891?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-5-in-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-9160036108358211340</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T09:58:13.775-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 4 in LA</title><description>Today was a big day. It was my first job interview as a Californian. It was awesome. I've had people ask me how an interview can be awesome. Let me explain. I was comfortable and was able to answer all the questions well (I think I did well) and I was able to show my personality without being nervous. I think that's the best thing I can do. I have a lot of experience doing a lot of different things so I wasn't worried about that. Hopefully that means I'll be getting a call back soon, and if I don't I don't have to feel like I could have done better. That's how I had an awesome interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a new comic shop to call my own. I'm going to &lt;a href="http://thecomicbug.com/"&gt;the Comic Bug&lt;/a&gt; in Torrance, CA. The guys there are all friendly and I have to say awesome. I'm looking forward to picking up my comics tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-9160036108358211340?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-4-in-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-8868241672115945921</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 05:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-04T23:15:10.939-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 3 in LA</title><description>Alright OK so I had a bit of a panic today. The day started out fine. I took my wife to work. Went to Barnes&amp;Noble to spend some gift cards I got from my going away party. I even went for a drive along the beach and saw a movie crew from Paramount filming along the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I did some unpacking and even watched a few shows online and then I started to worry about my interview tomorrow and what would happen if I didn't get the job. I was worrying about paying bills and all of that adult stuff that I don't enjoy thinking about, but I am the man of the house so it's my job to worry about this kind of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my wife and a nap was all I needed to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend most of my post tomorrow on the interview. Keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-8868241672115945921?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-3-in-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-3115156414725944432</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 07:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-04T02:00:02.250-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 2 in LA</title><description>It was a great day. The weather was awesome and I woke up early and enjoyed seeing my wife next to me, after spending two months apart.  Unfortunately we had to sleep on our air mattress as our real mattress was still wet from the drive but that didn't hamper our joy. I wore loafers to church today. I have to say I was never a loafers guy, but California has helped me appreciate the comfort of loafers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet new people at our church everyone was friendly doing all they could to help us feel welcome. We were even invited over to eat lunch with a family. It was so nice to eat real food again after spending the day before eating only gas station food and McDonald's. I'm not complaining but no one wants to eat that stuff forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the evening getting caught up on a few shows and I'm trying out the Beta NBC Video Rewind, so far not bad. Only complaint is that it claims you can watch shows offline (because you download them) but when I try to open the program it automatically sends me online to the show's website even after I've downloaded the episode I want to watch. I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt that it's just me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to be nervous about my job interview this Tuesday. Part of this move to LA is about trying to adopt healthier habits and trains of thought. I don't want to worry about something I can't control, like I would in the past. I want to go in do my best and focus on the idea that if it's meant to happen it will. I can only show them who I am and if that isn't what they are looking for I wouldn't be happy there. It helps me to calm down and enjoy the moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-3115156414725944432?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-2-in-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-2011458822138238598</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T21:28:24.756-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 1 in LA</title><description>We drove for 12 hrs straight the first 4 in rain. When we unloaded the boxes were warped, mattress was damp but we made it. We're tired hungry and soar. Went to find something to eat for tonight and tomorrow as well as a shower curtain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-2011458822138238598?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1-in-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-2055205563768788574</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 04:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-01T22:19:59.644-06:00</atom:updated><title>What the Future Holds</title><description>I'm writing this while waiting to pick up my wife at the airport. I spent my last night in Utah with family, friends and co-workers. Tomorrow I start my first true adventure going to the 2nd largest city in America without friends or family with no job. All I take with me is a wife and my past. I would like to spend the next 30 days exploring the city and looking for a job as well as posting the days events. It will be an outsider looking in as well as a new native learning the ropes. Will I become the next plastic version of CA or will I become jaded to all the simple joys in life as I try to find the next great cool? Only time and my writing will reveal the final period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-2055205563768788574?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-future-holds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-6165405398750985796</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 21:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-23T15:35:10.687-06:00</atom:updated><title>Ever Been?</title><description>Have you ever been to California? It's a good question even if it seems everyone and their french mini poodle has been. Just got back there and I think I might go back soon. I never thought of myself as a California kind of guy but I think I could see myself living there for a few years. We shall see what the future holds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-6165405398750985796?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/03/ever-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-7611966448767061570</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T11:31:21.150-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Latest In Action News</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dig.abclocal.go.com/wpvi/images/van450x375-wborder.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 340px;" src="http://dig.abclocal.go.com/wpvi/images/van450x375-wborder.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since the last update. I love the idea of blogging not because I like the idea of other people reading my entries as I know they don't. I like it because it's my modern day dear diary. I almost feel like a 12 year old girl writing in a diary about life's occurrences each and every day while wearing my fuzzy slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard thing is that I cannot allow my blog to be my diary as we all know by now that you can be fired by the things you write. What power words hold (and the fact that HR has nothing better to do than to hunt for employee's musings online). For that reason I am not allowed to talk about everything that I think about. Which leads me to, at times when I'm in the greatest need to write, not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economy has hit my family hard. My wife lost her job in December and as of right now still out of work. It's amazing how hard it is to get a job these days. She has applied to around 60 jobs and had several interviews and two very close calls. One problem is that with things so bad no one is in a hurry to offer a job to someone any time soon when they can save money by postponing as long as possible. We are in a hard place money wise. As for me job wise, things are good and bad, but due to the above acknowledgment I'm not going into details. I am the sole bread winner these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying the fact that I have begun to write more lately than I have in a long time. I have a 1st draft novel and a poetry/art project I'm working on with a very talented rediscovered friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've also recently discovered I have IBS, which could be do to my daily stress, eating, or both. Let's just say things are better after a year of pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on having two specialty blogs on R.E.M. and Pearl Jam so I've combined my old posts to this blog. I did however keep one of the two blogs as I enjoy the title and don't want to give it up as of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us hope that in the near future I can be a little more upfront with everything going on in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to develop patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-7611966448767061570?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/02/latest-in-action-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-3748625832640226727</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T10:52:47.890-07:00</atom:updated><title>Shiny Happy People</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.businessinnovationinsider.com/images/2006/06/REM%20Shiny%20Happy%20People.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.businessinnovationinsider.com/images/2006/06/REM%20Shiny%20Happy%20People.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny Happy People&lt;br /&gt;Out of Time, 1991&lt;br /&gt;2nd Single&lt;br /&gt;US Chart #10&lt;br /&gt;UK Chart #6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say this song was an ironic attempt to publicizes the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiananmen_Square_protests_of_1989"&gt;Tiananmen Square uprising&lt;/a&gt;. The title comes from a propaganda poster called 'Shiny Happy People'. This is all well and good but, I think they could have done a better job of portraying that idea in either the lyrics or video. Otherwise it seems to be something they thought up after words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own personal belief on the song is that it's a very happy shiny song, and at times I love the song, and at other times I would rather not listen to it. The video is an adrenaline rush of joy. I do have to say I love singing the "Do do do do do do dodo". I love Peter's expression throughout the video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Pierson from the B-52's has a great voice and I don't think anyone else could have helped Michael sing the song. I also have to mention that this song was turned into a Sesame Street song in 1999, called "Furry Happy Monsters".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-3748625832640226727?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/02/shiny-happy-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-3651853851171798250</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T10:51:55.398-07:00</atom:updated><title>Begin the Begin</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/51/BroadwayMelody1940.JPG/250px-BroadwayMelody1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/51/BroadwayMelody1940.JPG/250px-BroadwayMelody1940.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From - Lifes Rich Pageant&lt;br /&gt;Released in 1986&lt;br /&gt;Track 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only proper that I begin at the beginning. The title of the song as many of you know is a play on words from the song written by Cole Porter, "Begin the Beguine", which was written in the 1930's. Personally I think it has a lot of the same energy of the big band songs of the 30's with a modern take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song starts out with a punch and continues to progress with a steady drum beat. The Chorus has an almost haunting echo to it. It ends like a car crash sudden with painful sours. I love watching Michael dance about the stage to this song; he seems to swing on a loose wooden gate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love most about the song is the desire to start over. It is easy to see that we've screwed up and it's time to stop what we're doing and start over fresh. This is a common thread through out the album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the lines that stand out are, "The insurgency began and you missed it. I looked for it and I found it. Myles Standish proud, congratulate me." I love the fact that he seems to demand an answer to our inaction. The reference to Myles Standish, a famous solider during the Plymouth Colony only seems to give weight to the idea that we all must decide what we are willing to fight for. This also adds to the reference to Martin Luther, another man that was willing to try a new start and fight the most powerful organization to do it. "Silence means security silence means approval" this is a simple and yet great line. Even if we don't agree with what's going on, even if we are afraid, we have to do more we have to take action or our inaction is approval. "I can't think clear; you look to me for reason. It's not there, I can't even rhyme here in the begin." At last Michael makes sure to let us know he isn't the leader he is only one that stood up, and spoke making his voice heard, but it's up to us to do our part. Find our own way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-3651853851171798250?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/02/begin-begin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563803.post-1118931502437538842</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T10:50:28.688-07:00</atom:updated><title>Corduroy</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://btf.cs.uni-bonn.de/images/corduroy_frontal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://btf.cs.uni-bonn.de/images/corduroy_frontal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start with this song. Its number seven on the list for most played songs live, with a total of 377 as of today. It's the most played song off the album Vitalogy, and one of my favorites from that album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong memory attached to this song and really to the whole album. I use to listen to it a lot during a period in my life where I was working in a factor that made the "guts" to slot machines and vending machines. The job was alright, a little mind numbing, but alright. I'd go out to my car for lunch and listen to this album over and over again everyday and it would always cheer me up. I had just barely broken off a horrible relationship with my first love and I had a lot of built up aggression and this song is just great to scream along to. I still love going a little crazy in the car with this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite lines in the song are: &lt;br /&gt;"I don’t want to be held in your debt...&lt;br /&gt;And Ill pay it off in blood, let I be wed...&lt;br /&gt;And I’m already cut up and half dead...&lt;br /&gt;Ill end up alone like I began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed, absolutely nothings changed&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to take what you can give...&lt;br /&gt;I would rather starve than eat your breast...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is right in the middle of the song and it just demands to be song along to. I love hearing this song live just so you can scream it at the top of your voice with everyone else. It validates all the pain and crap you allow other people to put you through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who always thought the song was about the wonderful fabric know as corduroy please look up this website and give them your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corduroyclub.com/index.html"&gt;Corduroy Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25563803-1118931502437538842?l=wwwdyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wwwdyd.blogspot.com/2009/02/corduroy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (D.Y.D.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

