I went over to Suzie and Eric’s for T Night. I was pretty sure that the night would conclude with Suzie conceding that she was too far behind in the race for Monica’s Friend of the Year 2008 that she should just do the gracious thing and bow out of… Read More »T Night
I got home from a Jaycees meeting tonight. We were able to hammer out the details of the band contract. This was actually way more difficult than I figured it would be. It included some quite lively debate about whether or not we should follow the law or not. I… Read More »Acceptance
I can’t lie. I was shocked that Jeff was actually signed up. He began to make the slow walk up to the stage. He was staggering and was having difficulty making it. In fact he was so slow getting up on stage that the David Lynch character wannabe in the… Read More »Thursday Night with Kountertop (Pt. 4)
I returned to my table. I enjoyed the company of the people at my table for a few moments. Up on stage at this time was two guys singing in AC/DC’s TNT. The were pretty dreadful, but they were entertaining. One guy sported a Danzig shirt. The other guy cracked… Read More »Thursday Night with Kountertop (Pt. 3)
I walked towards the lonely gentleman. I’m a nice guy, but I wasn’t sure I wanted him to join our table. I decided to join him at his table. “So are you going to go up there?” I asked him. “I’m a lead singer. This is what I do. This… Read More »Thursday Night with Kountertop (Pt. 2)
I spent my Thursday night engaged in Jaycee activities. It started at 6 PM with a new member orientation ran by Shannon and Charby. The highlight of this meeting was getting a new pen. My New Pen I have a reputation for being an elitist because I think Dan Brown… Read More »Thursday Night with Kountertop (Pt. 1)
Shorty often refers to going to church twice on the same day as building up credit. On Friday night I went to The Venue to attend the Church of the Inebriated Saints. I think by Shorty’s logic, I get credit for that and can skip church some time in the… Read More »The Church of the Inebriated Saints
I’m not what you would call a commercial photographer. However, recently I have gotten some commercial photography gigs. The first gig was (and is ongoing) to do some of the photography for the website of a local soap company. However, I don’t want to delve too deeply into that because… Read More »Selling Out
I hope to have pictures up from the formal Oscar party at some point in the future, but until then, the thing that made me the happiest about the Oscars was a win for Falling Slowly for Best Original Song. I can’t put into words how much I love the… Read More »Oscars
I really wanted a glow in the dark brain for this blog, but that is not to be. So instead I will use an image from the Jay Janson Archive. So why is there a picture of brains in this blog? Today I wrote out a big fat check to… Read More »It is Official
My friend Shawn is a badass graphic designer. He recently made a new wallpaper featuring Jack Trice. You should know who Jack Trice is and if you don’t, then I have failed you as a friend. He is the man in this statue. Jack Trice was the first African American… Read More »Jack Trice Wallpaper
I went to see The Kite Runner on Saturday night. It was an excellent movie, but what I’m posting here is a preview for a movie I saw before The Kite Runner. It is a documentary called Young at Heart and it is certainly on my list of must see… Read More »Young at Heart
I’m very excited to announce that I got FTP capabilities back on my website. I’m hoping to get into a pattern of throwing up at least a brief blog every day. We’ll see how that goes. This is perhaps the end of the long blog era, but more pictorial blogs… Read More »Edwards on New Year’s Day
I am a person who despite appearing outwardly chaotic, is very much a person of ritual. There are several websites I check daily: The “Blog” of “Unnecessary” Quotation Marks Mustaches of the Nineteenth Century Horror Movie A Day However it is one website in particular that has made me think… Read More »Tales from the Computer Mine
“What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got, say, pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angels’ trumpets and devils’ trombones. You are invited!” – Alex DeLarge (A Clockwork Orange)> If you are a lover of… Read More »Fuzzy Warbles
I was counting up the ways that a person could make contact with me and I decided that I needed one more way. So I actually took the time and energy and told the guy that hosts my website (Frank) to give me an address at my own domain. So… Read More »A Very Non Exciting Announcement
I’d like to think that I had a better than average week this week. It started out poorly as the Padres lost to the Rockies in a play in game and despite the fact that the umpire blew the call that gave the Rockies the win, I accept the loss… Read More »Johnny Consumer
I can hear out of my right ear!!! That doesn’t seem like such a big accomplishment, but I have been stuffed up lately and my right ear has been pretty much useless as a result for the last few days. It finally seemed to unclog tonight. Hearing rules. I’m posting… Read More »The Past
Over the last week I have had to face a couple of hard truths. The first truth is that the Pope isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Or perhaps I’m wrong and during this time of religious bickering, it was a smart thing to piss off Jews and Protestants… Read More »Time to Come Clean
Here are what some of my friends and a family member have been up to lately: Boone’s bands: Everything from Bach to Broadway By: MARY CATLETT, Boone News-Republican 06/14/2007 If you didn’t spend last evening in a state of grace, relaxation and live music, then you’re one of the few… Read More »Catching Up with Some Friends
As you may know, it is part of my Sunday ritual to check the Post Secret website. I think it is one of the most beautiful and compelling community art projects going. Everybody has secrets and it is therapeutic to find see that there are other people will similar secrets… Read More »Keep on Rockin’ in the Free World