I haven't written in a while, I think maybe because I have been inspired to practice my guitar a bit more, since I started lessons with Snackpack. I'm making progress on my strumming and rhythm, and finally starting to get the hang of bar chords, which really opens up the neck to me, and let's me start learning all sorts of songs.
Easter at Celanie's house was fairly typical, with me eating largely asparagus and potatoes and falling asleep to home movies of Celanie's family. My only regret is not being asleep when Celanie's mom's bare breast flopped out on camera during a video-taped breast-feeding stint.
Today is going to be a busy day, as I have 4 copy-writing assignment s in front of me, along with some editing, brainstorming, PR research, and web-mastering. Even now thinking about it all I begin to hurry through this entry. My scripts for scraping news articles off websites will have to wait, which is just as well since I spent 10 hours working on one for RFIDjournal.com, and remain frustrated by the site. Every now and again, my script will hang, even though my script doesn’t change. I’ll try batching the page reads to trick their robot-detector, and hope that works.
I found my dad’s blog. He likes nude women, which is apparently evidence in a child molestation case, so he better watch out, or he’ll fry like MJ after Sneddon parades a string of millionaire accusers' mothers through the courtroom. I hope the jury can remember they are trying MJ for only the crime in question, and not crucify him for his previous transgressions while pinning the whole fiasco on the incredulous testimony of the Cancer Crew.
New music for you to check out: Chris Smithers is a fine little picker, and David Sanborn’s “Lisa” has me interested in jazz, especially the saxophone.
In other news, I have been playing a little online Magic and doing ok. Penguin jugged the big poker tournament, and Bush seems to have killed his press honey moon, and with it, all his hopes of being remembered as anything more than a war-mongering, overly pious drunk.