Friday, March 30, 2007
Say what, now?
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Backlog
Introduction
One more thing. About the url. "Miles" is a nickname I picked up at my old job. It was a horrible mispronunciation of my name, I told a few friends, and from there it kinda stuck. The "DeCola" part is just a take on the first word I seen. I had a can of Coca-Cola nearby, so I just tinkered with the name a bit.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Elbow!
Family get together, yesterday. Not everyone could make it, and more friends than family showed up, but it was still pretty nice. Weather was great. Got all the way up into the 70's again. We dusted off the grill for the first time this year. We accidentally cooked too much, but everything turned out really well, and at least there are enough leftovers so I don't have to scrounge around for scraps. Found my camera after I don't know how long it's been missing, but I snapped a few decent pictures. Well, I didn't find my camera. One of my sisters did. She found it a week ago or so, but didn't tell me about it until yesterday. I'll post the pictures once I get them on my computer.
As for other news, nothing other than that.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Whose idea was it to shorten the term to "blog," anyway?
Friday, March 23, 2007
Uninspirational
Back in high school, I had taken a number of art classes. Painting/drawing was never my forte, (I'm a tad jittery on canvas/paper and can hardly ever make a straight line or a clearly defined shape) so I usually came close to failing. Though in my graphic design classes, I usually got the special assignments that the other students weren't supposed to do. Nothing spectacular but I did get a few unusual assignments. Such as compiling my teacher's daughter's wedding footage into a presentation. I've always found it a little tough to start from scratch but if I had a few materials to base my work off of, it usually turned out well. I'm not saying I'm a good artist. I'm not even saying I'm an artist at all. I do, however, have lots of spare ideas from all of the different stuff I was working on back then. Unfortunately, I don't have a reliable outlet for those ideas. I'm not good at all at drawing, so it would take me years just to flesh out a single picture. My teacher kinda made me a perfectionist when it comes to stuff like that. So, in the meantime, I just throw those ideas around until I can find a way to get 'em down into something.
Huh, that was longer than I thought it would be...
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Caffeine free?!
Oh, and it appears I've stumbled into the kind of music I've been wanting to hear (by wanting, I mean in the subconscious sense of the word). Though I only have a small handful of songs in that particular genre. I'm currently searching for ways to procure more songs, if not whole albums. Legal ways, of course.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Boot
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Eh
As with most people, music is something that can keep me going through the rough patches, or serve as a reminder to all of the places I've been or things I've done. Music is very important to me, not only because it was an area I planned to study in, but because there are also so many strong memories tied to my experiences in music. Whether it's just listening or actually playing. However, I find myself getting, for lack of a better word, frustrated with near any music I hear. Not because I've heard it before, or that I don't like it. Not sure how this is, but it seems I can't quite find the music I want to hear. This is pretty strange as this hasn't happened before. I have just over 4000 songs in my music library, yet there's not a thing in there that I really want to listen to right now. So, I have no idea what it is I want to hear.
In other news, it appears my nephew has already adapted to having a new sister. Though it isn't much of a surprise, seeing as how he's very smart for his age. He's about 1 and a half, and he can do things most 2 year olds can't. He knows a lot of sign language. It's actually his primary means of communication. Since that's the case, most everyone that comes in regular contact with the guy has to learn some sign language, too, just to keep up. Myself included.
Looks like that's all I have to type, at the moment. Especially since I can't quite think of anything else worth mentioning.
Edit: Forgot to mention that I had to give back that van a couple weeks ago. So, I'm back on foot for now.