Ich leibe not-Windows...

Got this from BB-Links. For all its foibles, OS X has never done this to me. Windows, on the other hand, loves to crash more than all the drivers in Houston combined...

And that's saying something.

Enjoy.

To fill the time...

There is a substantial post in the offing, but until that actually has a chance to trickle out of my head - there's this:



Enjoy.

Ninja Text Generator

Why Macs don't suck.

Funny.



Have a good Saturday.

Hello Cthulhu

You have to read this. Truly funny.



Enjoy.

Hello Cthulhu

Random

A few notes from the edge of reason:

Had the chance to watch Univ. of Texas football with a true Longhorn fan Saturday evening. Albiet on TV, and though they lost, quite an experience. Highly reccomended. Really... Texas is a crazy place when it come to all forms of football and band... I like it, it fits me. Though I know I can never call myself a Texan, I do enjoy my adopted state.

Talked to my friend Holly Carlton, who is currently performing with Blast II: MIX in Japan. She is the woodwind swing, a job ideally suited to her - since she is a badass. She also sent along some pictures... simply amazing. She is so never coming home. :)

Ate - for the first time - at the Waller County Line BBQ with two hard-working students (who had spent their Sunday afternoon folding ponchos while Mike and I worked on the third movement. Let me just say that Waller does BBQ well. I am told there is an even better place to eat, called "The Hill"... I will be sure to blog about that soon.

That's all - have a great Sunday evening, loyal blog reader(s).

Banksy and Band...

Two random things, that just happen to temporally overlap in my life.

• One: Banksy, a socially-incedendiary graffiti artist, has targeted Paris Hilton. Not being a big fan of people whose only creative contribution is knowing how to market themselves (which, while impressive, doesn't stike me as creative when they look like Ms. Hilton), it made me laugh.


• Two: Have recently been scratching for drill ideas, and came across this show. Have to say, one of my absolute favorites. Seeing it live is a highlight of all the time I spent with BOA during college.

Alright, back to drinking the melted ice from my Sonic dinner and calling parents. Let's pray I get out of here before 10pm tonight. Adios.

Bayou Sojourn

This weekend, I decided to get away from Houston for a time and visit some friends in Louisiana. Put the job behind me, rent a car (so the crap-bucket doesn't break down in ... Vidor or somewhere scarier), throw a rifle, some clothes, and a bunch of CDs in the car and take off. A well-deserved mini-vacation in my mind.

Drove the 4.5 hours to get to Berwick, LA to visit Chuck Landry, the guard instructor for Vandebilt Catholic HS (where I occasionally help out). Amazing food, and a Chuck's family is hilarious. A comment concerning apples and trees comes to mind... good times.

Then proceeded to drive to Houma to stay with my friend Marc Martin, the director of bands at Vandebilt. Ridiculousness ensues.

Being less than an hour from New Orleans, we decide we (Marc and I) must visit there. Steering clear of the tourist-y French Quarter and other destinations, we stay in the more retail-oriented portion of the city and decide to have some sushi for lunch. Of the handful of people who read this, those that know me well know that sushi isn't really my bag - but I figured "what the hell - at least you won't die". And die I did not.

Miyako Sushi Bar on Veteran's in NOLA doesn't suck. At all.

The kitties are either waving hello or goodbye. Or waiting for your soul to fall into their softly padded, yet strangely long and taloned paws... Japanese cats are creepy.

From here, we decide to go to Barnes & Noble... a costly venture for all involved. Marc purchased the 25th anniversary edition of Cirque du Soliel's library. I decide to purchase... air. Very economical on my part.

CCs coffee was next. All I need say is that I hate Starbucks coffee with every fiber of my being, even if I did get a pound for free last week. Still tastes pretty close to terrible. Extremely close.

On like Donkey Kong. Seriously.

From there, it was off to Cafe du Monde for some beignets.

Are you getting the sense that not much sucks about food in Louisiana? Good.

From here, Marc and I went to another CCs, swung by Borders, and headed back to Houma for a quick meal of leftover pizza, spending the rest of the night writing drill, music, and everything else band nerds like us are supposed to do.

By the way - we have decided (being charter members of the Enron club) that Reagan should have won BOA every year they went, and even the years they didn't. They're just that good. And they remain that good - our bands have to have someone to compete with once we get them where they are going. :)

A very good day, all-in-all.

Tomorrow morning, I drive back to Houston. Huzzah.