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Jun. 10th, 2005 11:29 amQ: What's the best way to get Caly to slack off at work?
A: Have her be the only one in the office on a sunny Friday afternoon in June!
Yep.
Hi, Livejournal!
What have I been up to lately...
Well, yesterday I went to spy on the Minnesota State Arts Board deliberations. Watching the panel go over all the organizational grant applications is open to the public. It's really interesting to see the process in progress, see how what is written is interpreted. So that was cool. I'd actually recommend going to things like that to anyone who has a vested interest in grantwriting. The fact that they gave me ice cream also didn't hurt. (I can be bribed.)
r4c got together and went over our set for Convergence. We sucked a lot less than we could have, so we're doin' good. No matter how many times we play it, BleepBounce is really fun and rock-out and freeform. We should record it one of these days. I still have to tweak patches on the Ion to get them to emulate existing prophet patches. It will force me to get to know my synth, so that's good. I realized this will be the debut gig for the ion, so I'm realizing all the ways the Ion is a cool gigging synth. That whole patch/setup thing is pretty damn slick. Quite antithetical to the K2K.
Our central air has been turned on.
Man, oh, man.
I appreciate living in tolerable humidity, but DAMN. I live in a converted warehouse apartment. Our central air unit sticks out the side like some giant, retrofit, cybernetic tumor. It's HUGE. And then we found out that it actually only services three or four apartments on one side of the building. I'm not sure if they meant it to get the whole building and something got screwed up or what, but... overkill is something of an understatement. There are two vents on one duct for our whole apartment, and I've slept for the last week in thick pyjama pants, fleece slipper-socks, and a sweatshirt, and been completely comfortable with an additional large comforter or two *and* a boy next to me. I sleep in fewer layers at Burning Man. (The desert is reallyreally cold at night, for those of you who find that a weird comparasin.) Getting out of a hot shower is torturous, our window steams up and our noses are always cold. I mean, really. I also feel strangely dissociated from my environment at home having this icy air conditioning and only one window.
So, yeah. It's weird. But, hell, I'll take it over the second floor loft in the unairconditioned pirate house, boy howdy. It's also nice that the small, confined studio is comfy even with all of the electronics happily buzzing away, and I appreciate that the prophet isn't wildly out of tune and wacked out by the humidity. Ah, analog.
I wanna leave work and go rollerskating.
A: Have her be the only one in the office on a sunny Friday afternoon in June!
Yep.
Hi, Livejournal!
What have I been up to lately...
Well, yesterday I went to spy on the Minnesota State Arts Board deliberations. Watching the panel go over all the organizational grant applications is open to the public. It's really interesting to see the process in progress, see how what is written is interpreted. So that was cool. I'd actually recommend going to things like that to anyone who has a vested interest in grantwriting. The fact that they gave me ice cream also didn't hurt. (I can be bribed.)
r4c got together and went over our set for Convergence. We sucked a lot less than we could have, so we're doin' good. No matter how many times we play it, BleepBounce is really fun and rock-out and freeform. We should record it one of these days. I still have to tweak patches on the Ion to get them to emulate existing prophet patches. It will force me to get to know my synth, so that's good. I realized this will be the debut gig for the ion, so I'm realizing all the ways the Ion is a cool gigging synth. That whole patch/setup thing is pretty damn slick. Quite antithetical to the K2K.
Our central air has been turned on.
Man, oh, man.
I appreciate living in tolerable humidity, but DAMN. I live in a converted warehouse apartment. Our central air unit sticks out the side like some giant, retrofit, cybernetic tumor. It's HUGE. And then we found out that it actually only services three or four apartments on one side of the building. I'm not sure if they meant it to get the whole building and something got screwed up or what, but... overkill is something of an understatement. There are two vents on one duct for our whole apartment, and I've slept for the last week in thick pyjama pants, fleece slipper-socks, and a sweatshirt, and been completely comfortable with an additional large comforter or two *and* a boy next to me. I sleep in fewer layers at Burning Man. (The desert is reallyreally cold at night, for those of you who find that a weird comparasin.) Getting out of a hot shower is torturous, our window steams up and our noses are always cold. I mean, really. I also feel strangely dissociated from my environment at home having this icy air conditioning and only one window.
So, yeah. It's weird. But, hell, I'll take it over the second floor loft in the unairconditioned pirate house, boy howdy. It's also nice that the small, confined studio is comfy even with all of the electronics happily buzzing away, and I appreciate that the prophet isn't wildly out of tune and wacked out by the humidity. Ah, analog.
I wanna leave work and go rollerskating.
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