Author: RadialMonster

ok it’s late and i don’t want to stay up much later. see i told you i couldn’t keep last week up.

i just wanted to post this cool pic cuz there’s just soo much to see.

come see us saturday night! philly bistro, wake forest nc.

I wonder how long I can keep it up posting every night this week. Knowing me, this will be the last one in a row. But who knows. Tomorrow, I need to go shopping for a new set of cases for some of my equipment. I want to get two smaller cases so it’s easier to carry my stuff.

Visitors to our show Saturday night will notice a new speaker system. I hope it works well. If I can find some cases I like tomorrow, I can transport it all in my car, I think. That’s great. And these new speakers rock, even rivaling my JBL’s. And I can pick them up without giving myself a hernia—almost anyway.

I’m playing our last show on them now to see how it sounds, and it’s real nice. I have to pump up the bass though since they don’t produce as much bass as the JBL’s. One day I’ll get a set of subs to go with these speakers. And another amp. I wish I had about 3000 dollars and I’d be happy. I could have a nice, nice setup. Ahh well.

I’m debating on whether to record our last show into the computer or not. I’m leaning towards not. We can’t keep recording and recording. What’s gonna be the point when we get a hundred copies of the same song? I’ll probably record Saturday’s show—there’s gonna be some new songs we haven’t played yet. I might even take the feedback destroyer out of the loop; it’s breaking up some sounds I don’t want it to.

Did you know FrontPage suggests the spelling “gonad” for the word “gonna”? Gonad. Hmm. I just found a guy selling some racks used. I sent him a desperate email to tell him I’d come to his house tomorrow to get them if the price was right. Otherwise, I might just go without the racks for this show and do it like we did when we were starting out—just being careful and taking it one at a time. Except, my CD player is really designed to be rack mounted. Gonads. Ahh well.

In case you didn’t know, I publicize on www.raleighmusic.com, and we have a fan mailing list. Visit groups.yahoo.com and search for the singermercy group. I even mailed out a snail-mail letter earlier this week to one member who didn’t have email.

I’m still hungry. I only ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich tonight for supper. Think I’ll see what I can scoop up.

Ok, i’ve been enlightened. japanese people enjoy taking pics of their pet rabbits with objects. got me. check out the pics.

but this one is my favorite. i mean, what the hell is that on its head?

check out this funny flash animation.

ok, heres another wierd one.

and even paige had to chime in tonight with a great pic!

yes, this made me chuckle.

and this one is linkworthy too.

ok, i hate to do this. i’m to tired now to stay up. and its early, only 11:40 or so. heres a link to a bunch more links.

the hubble has sent its new pictures since it had it’s recent upgrade. it is naive and foolish for one to say aliens do not exist. just look at this picture. notice that huge galaxy there the pic is centered on? now, naive one, look in the background at the zillion other galaxies just sitting there in the distance. some so small they are a speck. some close enough to see in detail the spiraling arms of it. imagine the ones that are too far away to see in the picture. imagine centering the image on one of these galaxies and noticing the endless background images again. and so on and so forth. how much of a wrinkle in time do you know? lets just pose this question. what if the universe is a big loop. and one of the galaxies you see there in the picture is actually our own galaxy? how does that change your outlook?

ok, this one was just too funny

Friday, May 3, 2002 – 10:26 pm – ok, so i’m bored. lets take a look at stile tonight and see what the random image viewer will pull up. Here are some that i liked. these images are clean, but the ads you see on the pages may not be, you are warned. in fact, maybe you shouldn’t even click on these pictures.

color color color color color

you have no idea what i had to go through to get to those pictures. you just don’t want to know. anyway

so my cat just stank it up one time and i had to break out the Lysol spray. i wonder how much companies pay microsoft to put them in their spell checkers so that you know to capitalize them.

last weekend, i went on one of my yearly trips to busch gardens. hopefully one of several this year since i have a season pass. was great as usual, but the crowds i dont like. i want to go on a weekday next time so there wont be so many people hopefully. it still stinks. maybe that’ll help.

now it’s time for my randomlies. i have a cd close to me that is facing the opposite direction i remember placing it in. argh, i need something weird to say. hmm i’m hard pressed for random thoughts now worth writing. whats wrong with me? usually i can fill up this whole screen with crap. not that i’m not thinking thoughts. but they aren’t interesting enough. i need a haircut.

i went to work today. i went out last night to see a band but there was no band there. am i part of a band? i need to place my order tomorrow for my speakers. our next show is may 11. i need to add some people to our mailing list. i remixed a song for mercy last night. i got home at 11:30 last night. i stayed up till 1 talking (hi mere) and working on that song. she’s gonna sing to it in a wedding this weekend. see, none of this is interesting. maybe it’s because i already know it.

i went grocery shopping tonight. i want some ice cream for dessert. a group of mexicans came to my house last night, got me to come outside, pointed a gun to my head and demanded money. i asked how much, he said he didn’t know, maybe 20 bucks. i gave him 25. someone drove by and saw these strange men in my yard and called the cops. they came and took them away. good thing this was all a dream.

i want ice cream. i have attention deficit disorder. or i have a bad memory. i palindrome i. i wore my mars bands night out t-shirt to work today. why is this web page so one sided? why dont you write something? why dont you give me ideas of something to do with this page. is this what you enjoy reading? i won a dollar in the lottery. i have forgotten about my ice cream.

no, i don’t know what the purpose of this site is for. its not a web log. although i do post some interesting links (i’m really bored, i just might have to go on a cache hunt by myself if no one wants to join me) i find. its not a news site, I’m not going to mention anything about new york today. oops, there it went. it was originally to host all my poems and stories and music. which it does. but it also was meant to get me started writing again, and hence it has and hence this huge long page of nonsense you see here. problem is, this is the only place i write. so i have to throw my creativity here into what i once thought were pointless little posts. however, this in itself has evolved into a new medium for my writing and has created a new form of its own. more similar to my ballads and observations works of before, which can be found under poems and stories on the links section. this is fiction. or is it non-fiction? anyway, it’s not real, but not all of it.

i wish i was artistic, and i would animate a flash movie of my dream last night. i can not possibly describe in words the imagery in my dreams, but since I’ve already piqued your curiosity, i will try. so me and the usual previous were in the theater watching some sort of presentation. when it was over, they started showing a bonus movie, on the wall behind us. so we had to turn around in our seats and look at the back wall where they had a huge theater screen and all setup. i turned in my seat, and propped my feet against its legs. after only a few moments i had to remove them out of unstoppable utter disgusting thoughts. i watched intently as the movie began to play. 3 monkeys appeared on the screen. they danced around waving their arms up and down and around and all the while singing “My friend the witch doctor told me what to do…” they twirled around and waved their hands and arms and stuck out their tongues. everyone in the audience was bursting out laughing, and i couldn’t help but to be annoyed by my next door neighbor’s annoyingly childish laugh. the movie continued “My friend the witch doctor told me what to say…” and the monkeys sang and danced still. “And he said OOO EEE OOO AHH AHH TING TANG WADDA WADDA BING BANG” and twirled and so forth these 3 monkeys on this large screen. i rested my arm on the seat in front of me and just laid my head upon it in utter disbelief. and they continued at the slightly different tempo of the same line again… “OOO EEE OOO AHH AHH TING TANG WADDA WADDA BING BANG.” is this sort of thing necessary in my life?

my favorite quote of today is: There’s a fine line between those that think they know everything and are afraid of nothing and those that are stupid and don’t understand everything they are afraid of.

in this utter state of disarray i contemplate my failures. my changes that lead to this situation, and here i am with this stamp in my hand about to mail off my life to an address i don’t know of, to places i’ve never heard of, to people i’ve never seen who control such a large part of the world with their big wands of ink.

they write and write without the sincerity of yesteryears thoughts, whose thees and thats and other caveats intrigued the minds to engage a more bountiful conversation, instead of today’s straight-from-a-book “30 days to business writing” and memos and letters and faxes and forms and other states of correspondences hence none of them matches this extremely huge long run-on sentence, and i can justify it to the left or right or by the time of night, which is later than i thought i would be, but it’s not unusual for me anymore to dream about going to bed earlier. — night

i’ve never had a 23 dollar margarita, but now i know what one looks like.

i can’t believe they did what they did on the x files tonight. but i guess it is a fitting end seeing as how the show is almost over.

today i thought about relaxing. i woke up after lunch time and eventually got outside to work in my yard. and as i rode around on my 19 hp piece of machinery i considered if it was a relaxing moment or just work. and i circled around and up and down and criss cross and back over and over again. and i think i came to the conclusion it could be relaxing. but it still feels like work.

i got in and took a nice cold shower. not all the way cold, just colder than normal because i was hot. and then i stopped up the tub and let it fill up as i floated to the top. that’s relaxing.

where does fate lead me tonight? as i was driving to town i electriced my windows down and let the cool air blow through my face and that was relaxing. i even considered doing a bit of cruising. that thought was relaxing, but that’s as far as it went.

i missed the train that i should have gotten on years ago i’m sure. its far away now. i’m too far from it and that moment in chaos has devoured this time frame. if this hadn’t of happened, would this have? if that had happened this way, would this still have happened in a different means? would it turn out this way in just this week or would it wait for next year when the situation could cross again?

last night i dont remember dreaming anything. friday night i met a wonderful person. never seen her before. chinese. but that’s all i remember.

the orchestra played for me tonight. i saw them twinkle the bells of the tubes and the stars of the triangles. danced the folly round and about. this time it ended on a sour note. everything was still the same as i left it earlier.

how incomprehensible is this? it has meaning and innuendo. and innuendo has meaning. but one’s meaning may not be the meaning of another. hence poetry. my poem may not mean the same to you today as it does tomorrow. poems i’ve written in the past take on new meanings as the years go by and i live out my future plans. some i finally understand after a situation occurs.

this. i don’t’ understand this. i dont understand you and how you can sit there and read and say this man has no life when you’re the one sitting there reading this nonsense. i’m creating content for you to waste your time with. does this make me boring? does this make me interesting?

imagine if you could come to me and ask what did you mean by when you said i missed the train that i should have gotten on years ago? and i could give you this long speech of this and that yonder. who where the 4? who were the 2? do i have a 1? what is my favorite number? does everyone have a 1 for them? why is it so hard to find that one. what if my one had an accident. and now my 1 is -6 under? what happens to me? would there be another one? or would i suffer the same fate and meet my one in the after?

i would have died for another. but where would that have put me now? cant you tell how obscure i ‘m being? does it bother you? it wont get any more meaningful than this. sorry. i protect the innocent here. but people can be guilty as charged.

i can hold a grudge. but people change. and drastics can go to extremes. like a con artist. who is telling the truth?