Saturday, October 31, 2009

Brooklyn boy did good


1946-2009

On the sixteenth of October an extraordinary man went into the long night. Richard Penna was one of humanity's finest. He will stay in my heart for the rest of my life.

Addendum: For a couple of weeks I've struggled to write something that wouldn't come across as a third grade book report, emotionless and just listing the facts. I also wanted to convey what made him such a wonderful person, but I can't seem to sufficiently describe my memories and thoughts of him. There is also guilt that I failed to stay in contact with him for nearly a decade and sorry that I did not establish a stronger relation with someone who left such a huge and indelible print in my life, whether he knew it or not. In the end, three sentences are not enough for a man who genuinely cared for people and would help anyone in need without question. Richard's selflessness was not a put-on. He was the real deal.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Thursdayigans

Took the day off so Carey and I could celebrate our fifth anniversary early (it's actually on Halloween but Carey is scheduled to work that day). Went to see Cirque du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant (I like John C. Reilly but the movie was not that good, so sayeth me) and had a meal at Pastafina. Good day.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Smörgåsbord

One can enjoy a little mustard with their ice cream... whatever that means.



Wednesday, October 21, 2009

It's...

Python week on IFC, and I've been reunited with one of Idle's gems from the Contractual Obligation Album. Almost a lethal joke.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Sweet and sour

HIO (Matt, Terry, Ken, and I. Marcus had a family emergency, which hopefully everything turned out well) met at Ken's house on Saturday for dinner and recording. Terry and I brought recording gear (mine made the Rolling Stones Mobile Studio look state-of-the-art in regards to transportability), which will start mixing the tracks in earnest this evening. Fun night, and, as always, a blast getting to play and hang out with those blokes (and Kat, too!).

Sad news on Sunday tempered the sublime Saturday when my mother called to let me know that someone close to our family died from complications brought on by gastric bypass surgery. We'll have a chance to say our final goodbyes to him this Tuesday.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Southern comfort

A justice of the peace in Tangipahoa Parish, Louisiana refused to grant an interracial couple a marriage license. According to the judge, Keith "my father is also my brother" Bardwell:

I have piles and piles of black friends. They come to my home, I marry them, they use my bathroom. I treat them just like everyone else.

Guess his statement proves that this story is just another case of media spin, eh?

Monday, October 12, 2009

The python and the hitchhiker

Terry Jones reminiscences about the late Douglas Adams. From Times Online.

Wet wet wet

This past weekend I've ruined four pairs of socks cleaning the horse pens due to holes in both(!) boots (there's nothing quite like the sensation of sloshing around with feet swimming in cold water and mud, which is something to look forward to again today). With rain in the forecast for tonight through Wednesday the hopes of the property drying out in time allowing access to the shed for a HIO recording session this weekend are looking pretty slim. May have to be bearer of not-so-good news tomorrow...

Friday, October 9, 2009

Early weekend

Cold, rainy days usually means a bit of downtime at the office. How does one spend this bonus leisure?





Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Loss

Walker, our English Setter, died yesterday from a ruptured spleen. It was sudden and unexpected.

Carey and I acquired Walker in 2003 as a six month old rescue from a puppy mill. He had some minor health problems throughout his life, and in the back of our minds knew there would be a chance that Walker may not make it to experience the ripe old age of twelve. The veterinarian (and Carey's former employer) informed her the rupture was more than likely due to a congenital defect of the spleen, which is not an uncommon malformation associated with this particular breed.

He now rests under three oak trees with Bob the goldfish, a parakeet, and a bearded dragon for neighbors.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Graham Coxon

From 2004's Happiness in Magazines.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Get comfy

Conceived and created by Jem Finer, the Longplayer began on December 31, 1999 and is set to continuously play without repetition until December 31, 2999 from the Trinity Buoy Wharf in London. More info about the project can be found at the Longplayer home page.