ALRIGHT FOR FIGHTINGSaturday was pretty cool. I found an old computer mic and set about doing some audio tests with the equipment I have. That was a no go but it did point me towards where I need to go to do what I want to be doing, which is recording voice and live instrumentation.
Saturday afternoon involved me jaunting to see the good
docthestampede and getting trounced in a pair of HeroClix games and a few rounds of Soul Calibre III. The moment of the night: Doc is losing a game of HeroClix (a game he would go on to win later) and has been suffering from some horrendous, nearly catastrophic die rolls. He's rolled a handfuls of 4's and fives and the occasional 3, with each roll made on 2d6. Once, he rolled an 11 and man did that suck for ME.
Anyway, at this point late in the match he was sorely outnumbered and in danger of being trounced. On his turn he was left to either flee, turtle up or make a desperation attack; the only way he would have succeeded at the attack is if he had rolled a 12. He opts to go for the attack, since it really was strategically the best option even if it had such an extremely remote chance of success.
He winds up and pitches the dice into the box...
and gets an 11.
I spent five minutes on his floor, weeping with laughter. Of course, as I said before and typical of how my luck is in general and how the universe will swiftly punish me for even the slightest show of ego, he WON the game against nigh-impossible odds, but it was SO worth the almost deadly fit of laughter that moment gave me.
IT WAS THE BEST OF TIMES, IT WAS THE WORST OF TIMESThe day started with me receiving phone calls in the 30 seconds it took me to get out of bed and traipse to the lavatory. By the time all phone conversations and messages from previous conversations conveyed, relayed, etc, it was a cool 45 minutes before I was actually able to make it to the bathroom to drain the lizard, the very function thing that I had woken up to do in the first place.
The plan was to meet up with
jaywalking, get some peeps together and just have fun.
low_end_rhythm and
soopagrover turned out to be the other peeps. We had brunch, played games (in which I proved once again this weekend how much I suck at games these days) and in general cracked each other up.
Before I left the house, mom tried to get me to do some things around the house, optional things that apparently she had always PLANNED for me to do but neglected to tell me until I was making my readiness to leave. Excellent timing.
Yes, she does that to me all of the time. Then, of course, I feel bad and guilty (at least for a little while) for not doing it because in her state she really can't do them herself.
In between that and my leaving the house,
1_woman_army and I exchanged lovely but inopportunely timed phone calls. We shall have to rectify our bad timing with better planning in the future.
PIMP IN THE PLACE WHERE YOU LIVE, NOW FACE NORTH1) I wrote a short story which I posted a while go over in
write_night. Normally I don't beg for readers and such but this particular story is very experimental and I have a hard time judging it objectively. I have no idea if the concept works, if the story works, of if the whole thing was a waste of time.
the story is
here and I would be extremely grateful for any comments and critique one could pass on.
2) I finished
Carol of The Bells, my last musical project, a few days before Christmas. A bunch of you were out on vacation, or what have you, so I'm going to toss up a link in this post. This is by far my best musical piece, for reasons involving the fact that I have a better understanding of the software I'm using, and that I'm working off of prewritten music instead of trying to write my own with such a limited understanding of musical theory. I have learned a hell of a lot about writing/creating music from making this, and I look forward to doing it again.
Anyway, for those of you that missed it the first time,
Carol of the Bells. Just right click and save. I plan for there to be another draft or two of the piece, so critiques are welcomed and encouraged!
"If I tell you how I feel, will you keep bringing out the best in me?"
- Sade -