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I like soup

I will get you

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I like planes

I like aircraft. Both military and civilian.
Some might call me an aviation buff.
Like many kids growing up I was fascinated with aircraft of any size or shape. I spent many years living within close proximity to JFK airport. Close enough that for years if I was on the phone and a plane flew over I had to stop talking and wait for the plane to pass. We lived that close and it was that loud. Today I live close to LGA airport. Planes fly over my apartment as they prepare to land. I watch them as they descend and form a line in the sky waiting to touch down. I can identify most aircraft variants. I have rambled on about this before. But what I didn't know about then was this Airliners. net. An amazing repository of facts and photos of airliners. Even if you have little interest in aviation it is worth checking it out just to look at some amazing pictures. I have spent the past few hours playing their on line trivia game identifying different types of aircraft. Hours of fun for me, and perhaps you, if you find yourself with no life for a few hours or days.

Observant I can be

When I have the money I don't have the time.
And when I have the time I don't have the money.
There are a few weeks overlap in which I have both money and time.
But I quickly spend the money and am then left with just time.
Which I try and fill with something that will make me more money.
That thing, work, then leaves me with no time.
A vicious cycle.
I am not complaining here. I really like what I do for work. So having that occupy my time is not a bad thing. It just doesn't leave me with time to do things with my money. Things like redoing my bathroom and kitchen. And taking a proper vacation. I think what I need to work on here is my foresight. Which for the better part of my adult life has been almost non existent.
Fuck Yoda.

I am bored

I have been bored out of my mind the past few days. I guess the past few weeks, but it has become more apparent the last couple of days. I wake up somewhere between 6:30 and 8:30am. I like to get up and see the sun rise. That way I have the sun all day long. Which in January isn't that long. I manage to get out every day, with few exceptions. Sometimes all I do is get the paper. Other times I go get lunch and hang out at the mall. I am the guy who sits and reads the entire NY Times and then takes a stab at the crossword puzzle. Some days I even manage to finish it. Then I come home and continue listening to NPR for a few hours. I have been enjoying having NPR on as I do other stuff around the apartment. Other stuff can include reading the paper, perusing web sites, playing video games, doing nothing. Most of the day is spent reading on line and doing nothing. Like I said, I am bored.

21 years ago I was going to shows

You take credit cards?

I don't remember the exact year. Somewhere around 1990 maybe.My friend Aric and I were doing our usual search for someplace to eat at 2am and wound up in Chinatown. At some point we realized both of us had no cash. No problem, we'll charge it. So now we have to find an open restaurant that takes Amex. Eventually we find one, The Golden Dragon on Mott Street. We walk in and there are 2 guys embracing each other arm in arm at the bar in the front of the restaurant. Kind of dancing with each other is what it looked like to me. It looked a bit strange but whatever. We walk to the back and sit down at a booth. Aric was facing the door and my back was towards it. No sooner had the waiter brought us a bowl of noodles then I heard a loud bang. I turn around and see one guy standing at the bar with a gun in his hand, and the other guy standing there with a hole in his face. Or where his face was supposed to be. It looked like someone pulled a giant party popper thing. Streams of blood were everywhere. But it was the sound that really struck me. It sounded like a sink overflowing onto a floor. It was blood pouring from this guys head. Insane. At that point Aric and I looked at each other and ran out the back through the kitchen into the rainy night and drove home.

Uncle Duke

I am in the middle of re reading Hunter S. Thompson's "Generation of Swine, Gonzo Papers Vol. 2, Tales of Shame and Degradation in the 80's."
A journal of sorts in which the good Doctor comments on the current state of politics in the USA and more. The entries run from 1985 through 1987. It reads like it was written yesterday. From the upcoming presidential race to the war in the middle east. It's all there. Incredible. 20 year old writings that are relevant and timely now in 2007. History doesn't repeat itself till you see it first hand. A generational repeat. Just another big fucking do over by a bunch of people so distanced from the every day that they have no idea of the consequences of their actions. And they couldn't care less.
But I digress.
Just read the book, if you are into such things.
And do it anyway even if you are not.

Other things distraction

Faith No More made some good records.
I have just finished listening to the better parts of 3 of them.
Angel Dust
King For A Day...Fool For A Liftetime
Album Of The Year
Matt Wallace, Andy Wallace and Roli Mossiman/Billy Gould respective producers.
They lost me at Album Of The Year, but it sounds great.
All 3 of them sound good. Still to this day. Can't say that for many records from 1992.
DJ Shadow - Walkie Talkie
Dizzee Rascal - Sitting Here
UNKLE - Intro/Guns Blazing (Drums of Death, Pt. 1)
Sparklehorse - Piano Fire
TVOTR - Hours(El-P Mix) Being a fan of both TVOTR and El-P.
El-P - Innocent Leader This is off of Fandam Plus: Instrumentals. This was Interpol changeover music for a long time. Along with Ministry's Filth Pig and Richard D. James Album among other things. Always among other things.

Composite

Vic 20s and shelving units

I have been spending quite a bit of time sitting and watching TV. I enjoy it. It is not a guilty pleasure. I simply like TV. With a hundred something channels I can usually find something to keep me entertained. Sometimes I even learn something. While watching TV I am also looking at the shelves that my TV sits on. And the wall that the shelves are aligned with. And the pictures and things on the wall. Sometimes I just stare at the one thing. Other times I am taking it all in. The past few weeks I have been starring at the TV sitting on shelves. When I bought a center channel speaker I mounted it to the wall above the TV. The mount I bought separately allowed me to angle the speaker down a few degrees to compensate for the added height as a result of being mounted above the TV. It sounded fine. It looked fine. It worked. Then one afternoon while I was watching a movie my neighbor started banging and passing notes under my door. Eventually ringing my bell(which is broken)and asking me to.....At which point I closed the door in her face before she could get her words out. I didn't think I was listening at a loud enough volume to disturb her at 4:30pm on a Sunday. But apparently I was. I do acknowledge that mounting the speaker to the wall was not the best way to keep sound out of her apartment. I know a little bit about this stuff. So I figured if I could isolate the speaker from the mount and the mount from the wall that I would achieve a lower level of sound transmission. I thought about how I was going to do it. This took weeks of thought while sitting on the couch in the chair or at the desk. All the ways I knew of isolating a speaker wouldn't work in this little application. Finally I thought about using some material between the speaker and the mount and the mount and the wall. Knowing that bolts from both would still physically couple the speaker, mount and wall, but figuring doing something was better than dealing with my neighbor. And besides I always like a project. So I went to Home Depot and pretty much found nothing. No sorbothane sheets to be found at the home center. I finally would up using a the foam rubber pad from a sanding block. But I knew this wasn't going to be enough. I would have put the center channel speaker under neath the TV. But there was no shelf space. The shelf unit was configured with 2 shelves. The top shelf held the TV the second shelf held the rest of the gear. The sub woofer was on the floor underneath the shelves. I needed another shelf. I started looking at audio/video shelving systems. Most of which were horrible crap. A few were OK. I eventually found a unit I liked. Simple square steel legs that stack directly on top of one another. Need another, just stack it on top of the one you have. Cool. I emailed the site and inquired about availability. I get a response back that says yes, they do have it in stock, what style shelf did I want so they could give me an accurate quote. I choose a black shelf to go with the black frame. Other options included 2 types of wood and 2 styles of glass. When I get the quote back the price had doubled from what I thought it would be. The shelves were not included at all in the original listed price. Too much money for a TV stand. Scratch that idea. I did think about it for a while but finally said to myself that this was more than even I was willing to spend on a piece of TV furniture. So back to starring at the shelves, and the TV and the wall. To make a long and pointless story have no point I wound up buying some more shelves and legs for the existing shelf system I have. Now I have 3 shelves instead of 2. The TV is on the top shelf. The center channel speaker and the Playstation are on the second shelf. The rest of the audio/video gear is on the third shelf, with the sub woofer still on the floor underneath it all. I spent 2 hours today disassembling, reconfiguring, and the reassembling the whole mess of it. I basically woke up at 4:00pm today. got out of bed and got dressed. Bought the paper and then had 2 slices and a coke before heading to Sears in search of a new power strip. When I got back from the supply run I ripped it all apart and eventually got it all back together again. I even hooked up and old Ipod dock and charger I had laying around for that clean no headphone cable look. That has been my day. That and I finished transferring all of the multi track drives from a tour last year onto 1 big drive. I had three 120 gig drives that I transfer ed to one 500 gig drive. The first computer drive I had was a cassette drive attached to a Vic 20. I just spent 15 minutes trying to find the storage capacity of the cassette drive. I found a lot of sites about old computers and a few Commodore sites but none had the info I was looking for. I wanted it so I could figure out how many Commodore cassette drives it would take to fill a 500 gig hard drive. Just curious. Now Just tired. I also plastered the holes in the wall that were left when I removed the speaker mount from the wall. My plastering is getting quite good. As I told a friend earlier today,"I drill holes and bolt things to my walls the way some people use tape and thumb tacks."

Remember when

-It was January and it wasn't 70 degrees in NYC?

My type of history

This is just plain awesome.The first 12 issues of Thrasher in their entirety. Including all the adverts. I remember reading Thrasher before I started working in a skate board store. I remember reading Thrasher when I was working in bicycle stores. Back then you either read Thrasher or Transworld Skateboarding. Just like you either read BMX Action or BMX Plus. Thrasher covered more in the way of skate related culture. Great record, show and band reviews. At least that's how it seemed to me at the age of 16. This was pre internet, so magazines were the only real way to find out what was going on on the other side of the country. There were only a handful of skate videos out at the time so you looked at stills and sequences to try and figure out how a new trick was done. It was good stuff back then. I still have a fondness for magazines in general though it has been many years since I picked up a copy of Thrasher. I do have a 1989 NYC issue with Jeremy Henderson on a Shut floating around my archives. (archives my ass, what I have is a pile of rubble strewn about my apartment)