Since the year 2000 I have moved 7 times.
205 Aber
601 Brooks
329 E Front St #B9
11170 Napton, Lolo
909 E Beckwith #2
2023 34th
502 E Front
Now I'm moving to Cooper! It is going to be my first roommate-less experience. I have had the best roommate that anyone could ask for, but I'm so happy to have this little house all to my self. When I say little, I mean little. But that is ok, I only need a couple of things to survive and I will have a nice organized and compact space for Barley and I.
The one thing that I have learned in the last 7 years, is that you have to buy yourself some good Rubbermaid Totes. You don't want to have to find a shit load of boxes the week before you move. You also don't want the cheap totes like "Steralite", they are brittle and won't match for stacking with your other Rubbermaid Totes. Do yourself a favor.
I can proudly say that I'm good at moving, anything you practice regularly, you will probably get good at. I can now move my entire life in one day. As most of you know, I'm a little high-strung and I stress out a little when I have to move. It pays off though, when I get to sit in my chair with Barley and relax in my over organized, scrutanized, and blueprint-i-nized home.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
Life is hard on the road/Friends are missed
The band played a festival in Salmon Idaho on friday night and a private function in Chico Hot Springs on Saturday. We had a little rain on friday night before the show and the crowd was a little sparse, but they loved it. I feel very lucky to do what I do!
Friends are leaving. More specifically, a friend that left long ago, is leaving again, this time for Africa! Kjessie and I opened the coffee shop every monday through friday morning for months and months. She survived and I feel lucky to have spent the time with her. Thank you for the advice that I didn't take and drinking to much with me!
Friends are leaving. More specifically, a friend that left long ago, is leaving again, this time for Africa! Kjessie and I opened the coffee shop every monday through friday morning for months and months. She survived and I feel lucky to have spent the time with her. Thank you for the advice that I didn't take and drinking to much with me!
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Holy Shit!, I talk to much!
I talk a lot. I love to have conversations with everyone! I love talking to people I don't know, and people I've known for years. I love talking about myself and I love finding out about others.
but...
Then I start drinking...
I will talk for long periods of time about nothing. Random stories, anecdotes, similarities to movies, favorite songs, and god forbid you ask me about the inner workings of a band or playing the drums or past relationships, I will not shut up! I have to remind myself constantly that I want to know about the other person, then try to figure out how to tie together like 40 minutes of rambling. The word tangent isn't even close to describing the hours of off-the-wall shit I will talk about.
also...
I think I'm funny...
I think I'm hilarious. Most people can't finish their first sentence of the night without me inserting a punchline. My voice is actually horse from talking non-stop all night and laughing loudly at my own jokes. I won't even mention the swearing, or the topics that would make even my best friends feel bad for whoever decided to sit at my table. I leave thinking I just "killed" at the Apollo Theatre, but wake the next morning with a feeling that my sense of humor threw up all over someone's conversation, and my talking trampled there points and stories to bits.
but...
At least, I always have a blast.
but...
Then I start drinking...
I will talk for long periods of time about nothing. Random stories, anecdotes, similarities to movies, favorite songs, and god forbid you ask me about the inner workings of a band or playing the drums or past relationships, I will not shut up! I have to remind myself constantly that I want to know about the other person, then try to figure out how to tie together like 40 minutes of rambling. The word tangent isn't even close to describing the hours of off-the-wall shit I will talk about.
also...
I think I'm funny...
I think I'm hilarious. Most people can't finish their first sentence of the night without me inserting a punchline. My voice is actually horse from talking non-stop all night and laughing loudly at my own jokes. I won't even mention the swearing, or the topics that would make even my best friends feel bad for whoever decided to sit at my table. I leave thinking I just "killed" at the Apollo Theatre, but wake the next morning with a feeling that my sense of humor threw up all over someone's conversation, and my talking trampled there points and stories to bits.
but...
At least, I always have a blast.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
The show must go on....yes, please!
Nothing compares to the experience that has been with the Clerics. This is one fo the first gigs that I've have that I'm allowed to do whatever I want, with in the style of music, whatever you call it. I've never been so worn out and drained after a show, then the big show with Tom. Every lick, fill, stick flip, and technique is used, while still remaining quite simple. Throwing my body around, leaving the seat, splitting knuckles, and screaming. No one has more fun then I do. I've watched Tom go from being scared to death of being to loud and rockin', to seeing four guys on stage making folk music, swing and pop, cool for everyone. The crowd grows with you as you ease into the first songs, till your sweating and pumping the audience with good straight ahead music with lots of energy. You spend the whole night just trying to make everyone like it as much as you do.
Then you're done, leaving only crushed PBR and Red Bull Cans, broken drumsticks, and hopefully one more person that says things like, "Wow, you guys rock!, I thought it was going to be like John Denver or some shit, but then you guys kicked ass!" (I wonder what John Denver would've sounded like with The Clerics)
Then you're done, leaving only crushed PBR and Red Bull Cans, broken drumsticks, and hopefully one more person that says things like, "Wow, you guys rock!, I thought it was going to be like John Denver or some shit, but then you guys kicked ass!" (I wonder what John Denver would've sounded like with The Clerics)
Monday, May 28, 2007
I live my life "between showers"
I love taking a shower! I take at least one a day, but usually 2. It is the most relaxing part of the day. Let me describe...
I start by turning the hot water on and letting it run till it is as hot as it is going to get, I then adjust the cold to compensate. I like it hot enough to turn my skin to a light "lobster" red. The first thing I wash is my hair. I really work in the shampoo and rinse. I then soap up the body working neck to toe. I rinse and I usually just lean against the shower wall for 4-5 minutes letting the water run over me. I run the hot water over my face, then with "face soap", I lather up my nose, then cheeks, then neck, then temples, then forehead. I rinse my face with cold water and turn off the water. Sometimes I brush my teeth in the shower just to extend my shower time.
I start by turning the hot water on and letting it run till it is as hot as it is going to get, I then adjust the cold to compensate. I like it hot enough to turn my skin to a light "lobster" red. The first thing I wash is my hair. I really work in the shampoo and rinse. I then soap up the body working neck to toe. I rinse and I usually just lean against the shower wall for 4-5 minutes letting the water run over me. I run the hot water over my face, then with "face soap", I lather up my nose, then cheeks, then neck, then temples, then forehead. I rinse my face with cold water and turn off the water. Sometimes I brush my teeth in the shower just to extend my shower time.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Keeping up with myself
I can't believe the life that I'm currently living!
(no particular order, kinda)
-I have a dog, his name is Barley, he is GREAT!
-I'm a drummer in a band. We play a shitload of gigs and we make pretty good money.
-I work at the Red Bird Wine Bar 2-3 nights a week and make pretty good money.
-I'm selling most of my collection of vintage music gear on ebay and making pretty good money.
-I have Netflix and I watch almost 40 movies a month.
-I have free time during the day to sleep and write blogs.
-I own a '87 Volkswagen Vanagon GL.
-I have tattoos.
-I have a couple of the best friends you could ever have.
-I've been taking some of the best pictures I ever have.
-I'm moving into my own place, just me and Barley.
-I get to travel alot.
I'm 25 and Single. I have no idea what is in store for the opposite sex if they become involved with me. I have developed a very selfish lifestyle and as much as I would like to share it, I'm not sure if a girl exsists that wants to or will participate. But for now, I'm better off without.
(no particular order, kinda)
-I have a dog, his name is Barley, he is GREAT!
-I'm a drummer in a band. We play a shitload of gigs and we make pretty good money.
-I work at the Red Bird Wine Bar 2-3 nights a week and make pretty good money.
-I'm selling most of my collection of vintage music gear on ebay and making pretty good money.
-I have Netflix and I watch almost 40 movies a month.
-I have free time during the day to sleep and write blogs.
-I own a '87 Volkswagen Vanagon GL.
-I have tattoos.
-I have a couple of the best friends you could ever have.
-I've been taking some of the best pictures I ever have.
-I'm moving into my own place, just me and Barley.
-I get to travel alot.
I'm 25 and Single. I have no idea what is in store for the opposite sex if they become involved with me. I have developed a very selfish lifestyle and as much as I would like to share it, I'm not sure if a girl exsists that wants to or will participate. But for now, I'm better off without.
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