So my friend and I are quite fond of Philly Cheesesteak sandwiches. Of course, he doesn’t like peppers, and I get no peppers and no onions so I don’t know if it’s really still a Philly or not, but that’s beside the point. Today at lunch, we were trying a new restaurant which, and decided that, as Philly connoisseurs, we had to try them at this new place. We then decided (along with our lovely wives) that there should be various traits by which a Philly is rated. Things such as taste, greasiness/sogginess, and cohesiveness. You see, these sandwiches were indeed very tasty, but they were a bit on the greasy/soggy side, and that fact combined with the intense amount of meat stuffed into the bun, cause the sandwich to reach critical mass and lose it’s cohesiveness. Sexual innuendos aside, you want as much as possible stuffed in there without it losing it’s ability to remain a single sandwich entity, and instead becoming more of a Philly casserole of some sort on your plate. So yeah, there ya go.
Cerebral Flotsam And Jetsam Too Many Thoughts For One Head
If so, CLEAN UP AFTER IT! There is a reason we don’t have pets, and I’m really tired of finding pile after pile of doggie waste by-product on our lawn. We live in an apartment complex where people seem to think it’s perfectly OK to walk your dog, and just let it drop it’s steaming little presents wherever it wants. Today I printed out a sign that says “Please keep your dogs and their waste by-products OFF our lawn. Thank you” and posted it up outside our apartment. If I find out who is doing, I am going to go crap on their lawn.
Yes, a TMI post. Why is it that as you get older there is more and more unwanted hair you must deal with? I probably should be happy that the hair on my head shows no signs of leaving, but I could really do without most of the rest of the hair on my body. As the years pass I find myself clipping, trimming, or plucking more and more. It’s quite annoying. Well at least Jess loves me in all my furry splendor.
So I’m quite losing the battle to get fit. Food just tempts me so, while exercise seems to have disappeared. I really want to get in shape and yet I refuse to make myself miserable while doing it so I try to at least strike a happy balance, and try to eat healthy at least half the time but yet not deny my cravings. I’m seriously considering trying to workout at lunch or when I get home from work. While it’s not as effective as working out in the mornings, it’s still an improvement. Ahh, food, why can I not resist your luscious temptation. What sucks is that I cant resist the cravings, but then I feel guilty about it afterward because I REALLY want to get in good shape. It’s a never ending battle.
This entry is extremely boring, but I’m making a concerted effort to try and write something every day. Sometimes that obviously doesn’t happen. Sometimes you get boring stuff like this.
So the intense run of gigs went well, but unfortunately the Saturday gigs got cancelled because of rain. It was a bummer because my cover band was going to play and then we were going to do another Craig Davis gig immediately after since the band that was supposed to go on after us had cancelled (however when we arrived at the gig we found out that they may have un-cancelled, so we weren’t sure what would happen anyway). I took the opportunity to look into having my cell phone repaired since it had been having major problems making, receiving, or staying connected to calls, thus making it more of paper weight that you could occasionally use as a phone. I ended up getting a slightly better “refurbished” cell phone for $20! Woohoo! Then on Monday we got up at “stupid o’clock” as Jess calls it to drive to Houston to get her Employment Authorization Card. One and a half hours there, 5 minutes to get her card, one and a half hours back home. I feel sorry for anyone going through this process who doesn’t happen to live only one and a half hours away from the service center.
In other news, I think we should follow Valerie’s tactics in dealing with her own battlefront. We should just set “Saddam Traps” in strategic places.
This update just in:
Sources are fairly positive that that the initial strike against Iraq very possibly destroyed the majority of Saddam’s wardrobe. Special operatives claim to be fairly positive that his favorite shirt was obliterated. Satellite imagery has shown evidence of him being quite irritated. A secret source who is friends with a guy who knows a special operative is nearly fairly yet adequately semi-certain that they heard a customer at a convenience store saying something in a foreign language that could have maybe been translated as “Oh man, Saddam is really pissed! Like throwing staplers pissed!” However the translation was also very close to “I’ll have a snickers bar and a slurpee”, so further investigation is being conducted.
And I don’t mean Robert Preston. Much musical…(looking for a word that I can’t find; something like shenanigans, tom foolery, skullduggery, damn it’s just not coming)…stuff on the horizon. Tonight we have a full band practice for the Craig Davis gig tomorrow at the Northgate Music Festival.
Sidenote here: Every year there is a nationally renowned music festival called South By Southwest held in Austin. It’s huge thing where hundreds of bands fill every club and venue, and people are there scouting new talent and such. Here in College Station they started having “North By Northgate” music festival the week after SXSW. Northgate is an area near the college where there’s a strip of bars restaurants and such. It’s the main hangout type area for nightlife. Well SXSW actually threatened to sue NXNG if they didn’t change their name. The organizers didn’t want to deal with it so they changed it to Northgate Music Festival. However we all agree that SXSW really wouldn’t have had a leg to stand on with that lawsuit. We figured next they would start suing anyone who used the terms “south” or “southwest”. From now on, you can not go south, you can only go anti-north. Anyway, back to the main post…
Thursday we do acoustic sets for a live radio performance, and for an in store appearance at a local record store, then we have the main show Thursday night. Friday, I just picked up a 2 man acoustic gig with one of the guys in my cover band for a small unplugged gig outside a restaurant. Saturday, the cover band plays at the Northgate Music Festival at the primo time of 11am. Somewhere this weekend we need to do laundry, and then Monday we’ll probably get up at like 5am to drive to Houston for the big INS trip to get Jess’s Employment Authorization Card. I kind of like being busy. Makes me feel like I have a life!
I didn’t really have much to say today, but in an effort to update more frequently, I thought I would at least chronicle a few random thoughts:
This weekend I was recounting how it’s strange, the things we think are just so utterly cool as children. My example was this plastic robot hand I had. It was a plastic robot looking hand on the end of a stick a few feet long. You would hold the handle on the other end of the stick and when you squeezed it, the hand would close and grip. I thought this thing was so cool. Oooh! Look! My arm is not 3 feet longer with a grippy robot hand! Woooo!
A few weeks ago, also on a trip to Austin, I was practicing with Craig in the living room of my cousin’s house, while my cousin played video games and Jess watched. As practice was winding down we were talking about writing some new songs, and anything that anyone said from that point on was subject to possibly being a song. At one point we were urging my cousin on in his video game endeavors and we shouted “jump up and shoot!” Craig then immediately started singing “Jump up and shoot! Grab the loot!” The thing is, it was kind of catchy and has stuck in my head, and against my will has continued to write itself in my brain. I already have some of the lyrics, a chord structure, and some more ideas. Ahh the stories we’ll have to tell on VH1 Storytellers.
I’ve been feeling kind of crappy since we got back from Austin. Crappy as in slightly ill. Very run down and headachey and stuff. I went to bed way early last night, and will probably do the same tonight since the next 2 nights are band practice, and then a gig. I feel bad going to bed at like 8:00 since Jess has a total aversion to going to bed before 11 or 12.
I’m trying to figure out what to do about working out now, also. I just absolutely can not get up at 6am to work out unless I’m asleep by about 10. Now as I mentioned, Jess going to bed by 10 is near impossible most of the time, and unfortunately I also don’t really “sleep” all that well until she comes to bed too, so I’ve been contemplating maybe working out at lunch or something, but that would require coming home getting undressed, showering afterward and all that, so it has it’s own set of problems. Maybe I should just forget about it and accept my fate as a fat bastard.
I think that about concludes today’s randomness.
So the weekend was fun as usual when we go to Austin. The 2 gigs were underwhelming, unfortunately. Very small little outdoor things with pretty much no one there. The studio was quite fun however. Craig ended up singing the lead vocal and one harmony part at the end, but aside from those he left it entirely in my hands. I programmed the drums, played bass, all guitars, and sang the rest of the vocals. It still needs some work, but things are looking good!