new blog

I'm switching blogs again, so here's a list of all my sites.
my pages

blog
http://www.zzajlatem.blogspot.com/
http://www.sheastofdefecation.blogspot.com/
http://www.ludumu.blogspot.com/

you tube
http://www.youtube.com/user/zzajlatem9501

myspace
http://www.myspace.com/9501westwind

weebly
http://lugubriousdungeonmusic.weebly.com/

a fork in the road

I'm at the crossroads and forgot to bring my nocs. oh, shit! if you don't get it, go watch professor brothers. it's good for your head. seriously.
I can almost make out what lies down either path though. here's the deal:
tomorrow at 1pm, I'm going to adecco to be interviewed for being a temp. if full time employees are indentured servants, then a temp is a slave and massa might not even keep them around for very long. the job that I will get if I "succeed" at this is swing shift, meaning a rotating schedule around the clock. I'll start in the morning for a little while, then afternoon, then night. not a pleasant way to treat a human. I will make money at this and if I'm lucky, I'll be able to afford an apartment sometime and work the rest of my life to keep it.
down the other road, I can see construction tools. it hasn't been built yet. I could be the one to build it, to determine it's properties. will it be a rough road? it may start off haphazard and dookish, but it will smooth out nicely once I figure out how to build it right. I'm talking about finding a way to make income without a "slave to the clock" job here, if you haven't figured it out yet.
I'm not talking about some crazy "get rich quick" scheme. logan would be one of the first to accuse me of such things, right after charlie, but that's not it at all. but if it was, I'd be the guy selling the get rich quick scheme and be the only one who actually gets rich from it!
regular jobs make me sick. there's got to be something out there for ME to do in this world. something where I have control over what goes on. I don't function well with orders that are "handed down from above". I always want to know where those instructions came from and what makes the person who initiated them so fucking powerful that they can tell me what to do. what did they do to get there?
the last answer I got was that they own the company. people start businesses all the time and lots (not percentage, but total number) actually work out and make money. who says I shouldn't own the fucking company?
does alex jones work a 9-5 cash-grind into the grave? fuck no! he started out like wikipedia says "He began his career in Austin with a live, call-in format cable access television program." david icke was a sports presenter who used to be an athlete. this wasn't exactly a path to international conspiracy theorist. somehow these guys get paid to talk about what THEY want to talk about.
many other people in the world get paid to do even less than just talk. some get paid to type. some get paid for what they wear, some get paid to convince other people to buy something that doesn't exist in this physical reality! ever heard of a subscription to a website? my point is, there are ways to make money that don't involve going to a job for a set amount of time day in and day out just to squeek by and damage your mental health in the process.
a new quest has begun! this quest has an outcome that can be measured based on what I'm doing and where I'm doing it. next year at this time, if I'm not at work, but I'm getting paid, I am doing an awesome job of whatever I'm doing. I will be posting mostly material to do with this, at least for a little while. kind of a "how to find out how to make money without a job" thing based on personal experience.
LET THE QUEST BEGIN!

different folks

people put some weird shite on the internet.
http://pipesmagazine.com/pipe-smoking-females-girls-smoking-pipes-pipe-babes/
put that link in your pipe and smoke it! pun intended!
if you're too lazy to go look for yourself, it's pictures of women smoking pipes. I looked at one of the sets and wondered if people somewhere are jacking off to this. probably.
there are tons of sites that tell you how to smoke a pipe. if you're considering this activity (or lack there-of as it is a sedentary action), I've got my own instructions.
1. dip the pipe through the tobacco to fill it. stuff it down with your finger and repeat until full.
2. light it and try to smoke it.
3. the filling will try to extract itself from the pipe. push this down with your lighter.
4. light it again. repeat steps 3 and 4 until it stays in and all glows red on top.
5. when it's spent, dig out the bowl with a small tool. I use a screwdriver.
6. dump it out by tapping it on the ash tray.
7. blow through it.
8. go back to step 1.
any flaws in your technique will point themselves out as it won't work right. if something goes wrong, do like russel church (my old boss at the bike shop) says and "FUCKING FIGURE IT OUT!" seriously, if you've ever smoked pot, smoking tobacco pipes is like second nature.
I know a spliff is a rolled tobacco and pot hybrid, what do you call it in a pipe? what I'd really like is a 50-50 blend of cannabis and english style pipe tobacco topped with a good quantity of opium. yummyness!
anyway, I can't seem to find a good guide on types of pipes. I'm pretty tired of ye olde corncob.

internet quest comes to an end

well, I've pretty much exhausted the internet. there's nothing left on it that I haven't seen or heard about. I've watched all the conspiracy movies and all the good regular movies too. it's a pillaged and plundered wasteland of dead links and videos that don't work. this was bound to happen at some point. I'm going to find something not computer related to do.

better than nothing

I was just online looking for multitrack recording programs and found 2. between them, I could see a program that I would like and use. alone, they are (like the title here) better than nothing. kristal is very hard to use, but has a level checking meter without recording. audacity is easy to use, but has no such meter. maybe it does and I will find it later. anyway, neither of them compare to a real tascam portastudio 414mkII, but it's better to be able to record something than nothing.
I got real pipe tobacco the other night. it smells funky and tastes like it smells, but it burns a lot longer than what I was using. this type is called "westminster" and I got it at the dewey ave. smoke shop. when I walked in, I was greeted by a display of bongs and glass bowls that would make logan cream his pants. the whole store was so full of stuff, it was like a "where's waldo" picture. i could have spent hours just looking at every item in there without knowing what half of it was. the guys there were cool and let me smell a few different blends from their wall of square glass jars. I admired the pipes under the glass counter because it was FULL of pipes I had only seen on the internet. I know where I'm going when I get some money! fancy pipe and special tobacco sounds pretty cool. I think I'll get a sweeter one because what I picked by smell is kind of dank. it smells like some of the tents that I would walk by at the famous hershey flea market with my dad. we would walk by and there would be this smell eminating from some of the vendors' stalls. this odor would creep up your nostrils and not want to leave. turns out, it was pipe smoke!
while I'm on that tangent, I remember some of the people there smelling like beer too. it was like a grab bag of odors to walk through that place. there were like 5 feilds of vendors and who knows how many old cars. my dad would talk to everyone he met for the longest time. I would get so effing bored standing around that place, but there were other times when it was interesting to see all of the different people and things there. he would never let me buy anything over $5 without walking all day first. something that we had seen in the morning that was uber-ultra-cool like a custom made full suspension bicycle or a hot rc car would be gone by the time we got back to it in the late afternoon. I should have looked at this experience as a thing to be sampled and left where it lay. I would have enjoyed it lots more that way.
I remember waking up SO EFFING EARLY to hit the road in an effort to get there before noon. we always stopped at this restaurant on the side of a mountain for breakfast. it was called "the turkey ranch" and they had those brain teaser puzzles with pegs in a board on the tables. the first few times we went, we borrowed his friend's van to sleep in and listened to classical music during the drive because that's all his friend kept in there.
the flea market area was mostly grass and it was famous for rain. I remember the brown field (they labeled fields by color) really seeming like hershey was a great place to hold this event. catch the dook reference?
well, that's about enough of my trip down memory lane. I'm posting the first picture I found that seemed like it was of this place, so you can see how big it was. when I went there, I was about 10 years old, so it seemed even bigger to me. and more boring...

new instrument

this afternoon I was awakened by the sound of my phone getting messages. it was tj. he needed an electric bass and was willing to trade an acoustic one for it. I fixed the aria pro II and we traded. first time I ever traded tj something that I wasn't using and didn't need. the acoustic bass is crap. it looks like someone almost broke the headstock off and it's got nasty sticker stuff in 2 places. the "wood grain" is painted on in the wrong direction. they painted across the grain, so it looks uber-fake. I see why he put a heineken sticker on the head, because it says "playmate" where the sticker was. tj took a "ninja school" sticker off the bass while he was here. after he left, I found it on the bottom of my shoe. hope he didn't want to save it! I just looked up the bass online and it turns out that tj may be the one who painted it with fake wood grain. he said he got it used, so maybe it was the person before him who defiled this instrument. I'm including a picture pre-paintjob.
while he was here, tj showed me the music that he's making with shawn and their drummer. it sounds like marilyn manson doing early psychedelic rock. not that there's anything wrong with that.
I just put in a qfg2 session. some hall practice, defeated the earth elemental, listened to omar, took care of julanar, got the dispel potion, took care of the caged beast. pretty productive! if only I could be that productive in real life.

endless boredom...

I'm SO BORED!!!
talk about having nothing to do, the 4 track doesn't even work. I tried it again today only to get warbly recordings. it's been like 4 days since the coffee incident and rewinding is still a problem. obviously playback and record are problems too.
I worked a little in the reading music book today, but not much. this is the most difficult guitar book I have ever owned. speed mechanics for lead and understanding chord progressions seem easy in comparison.
I've also been watching some sub-par documentaries because I have already seen all the really good ones. one I watched today included a young bill schnoebelen. that's the dude in the picture.
yesterday I added on to the rats' castle (picture also included).
all of my stuff is in to MCC. I should probably call them sometime to see if they got it. I had to fill out 3 applications to get everything because their website is all fucked up like everyone else's.
logan requested some videos on youtube. I'll try to make some, but my camera doesn't work very well.
this is what really pisses me off. I'm so bored all the time and so miserable, but when I try to do something, I'm working with broken equipment and eft computer shit. positive results are almost impossible without the proper tools. it's like trying to write music without knowing a damn thing about it. no, wait, that's called alternative rock. it's more like trying to fix your car with only a flat head screwdriver and some pliers. you might get something done, but it definitely won't be as good as having a whole tool box.
oh, my cell phone is broken too. the screen doesn't stay on when it's open. it has to be jiggled in order to get a flickering idea of what's going on. that can be fixed by going to the store and telling them I need a new one. I wish everything was so easy. my life is broken, what store do I go to in order to get a new one?
the other pictures are of my pipe. it's a lot darker than it's last appearance here.