Landmine Marathon interview

I interviewed Grace Perry from Landmine Marathon a couple weeks ago. LM is a metal band out of Phoenix, AZ and they played Chicago's Beat Kitchen where I was able to catch lead-singer Grace for a few minutes to have a little chat. The place was dark, so I apologize in advance for the quality of the video. I have an HD video camera with a light now, so future interviews won't be so ... floating head.

Thank you, Keith.

MSNBC Keith Olbermann on Prop 8, Marriage and more.

ring ring

I can hear someone's phone ringing. It's not mine. It goes for a minute or two, and stops. Then is goes for a bit again, and stops. I thought it was my laptop making a weird noise, at first, because it's very far away and the ringing happened to synch up to my downloading pics out of someone's myspace gallery. But it wasn't that. Please, answer your phone.

I'm back. Wooo!

So yeah, I haven't posted in about two years. Please forgive.

I still love OTEP though, so not much has changed. Please check them out here:


or use this link to open a tiny player in another window:
http://www.reverbnation.com/tunepak/98689



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Now playing: OTEP - Special Pets
via FoxyTunes

I walked a long way in the cold today. Vermont is cold but there isn't as much walking in the cold as there is here. My knees both almost gave out when I tried to jog across a street. My roommate assures me this is normal when it's effing cold. In other knee news I bumped my knee really hard on the back of a seat on the el. Apparently, knees bruise.

Oh...and I got locked out of my apartment for a few tense minutes. Luckily my roommates got home early and were inside. The sucky part was coming out of the cold and being so relieved, then climbing 46 stairs only to find out that the door KNOB was locked in addition to the deadbolt. No one has a key to the knob. I went around back, up another 3 floors, and verified that I have no key for that door. Back down and around to the front and back up 46 steps to wait for someone to come home or call me back, and upon receipt of call I found out they were inside. :) But really...I was pretty miserable when I thought I'd just have to wait.

N.P. Concrete Blonde - "When I was a Fool"

And now for sleeping.

Magic Box

My mom found my long-lost camera today in a random box we took out of storage to transfer into the U-Haul. Now I don't have to worry that it fell into evil hands. Sadly, the charger is in another box as are all other wires pertaining to the camera's usefulness so any pics I take on the drive will have to be taken with what little time remains on the battery. Oh my, a paltry 33 minutes. I will have to choose wisely.

The U-Haul is 1/2 full and I only have to put in what came into the house. I think it will all fit. I will Tetris it all in.

Reading: "Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk" by Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain. Status: must hurry so I can give it back to my brother.
also reading: "American Gods" by Neil Gaiman. Status: lost in a box. I'm sure I'll appreciate the added weight of that hard cover monster when I'm going up to the 3rd floor to my new place. The fun should begin Tuesday!

I probably won't get to write for a couple days, so Happy Birthday to O.S.

Happy Halloween

Living on a dead end street means, in my case, that very few kids come to the door. Sadly, my masterpiece went largely unseen. I post a picture of it now. It's camera-phone quality, because my camera is in a box in the storage unit until I find it again. I think.
I used one of Otep's drawings as the pattern and the letters are the band's logo.

Monday I'm moving. I didn't even call U-Haul yet...better get on that.