My apologies to the proprietor, Mark II
It's a fact, I use Myspace more than I do this site. There are reasons for that these days as opposed to those past.
I'm back working as a bartender and couldn't be happier. Besides the obvious positives of having a job like this - free booze comes to mind - I am scheduling shows there and so far have given two weekend slots to friends of mine. I'll come back to this.
I work and wonder, why didn't I keep doing this? I hate working, don't censor myself and if bartending isn't the best job for a person like me than I don't know what is. I work three nights a week, 6-8 hours, make way more than I could at a "normal" job, and go home happy. It's not like I'm putting myself out - I have to vacuum at the end of the night and wipe down the bar, but that's the only thing that could even fall under the moniker "work." I can't remember another job where I had such little responsibility, and came out on top. Oh, oh yeah...The Halloween Scene...those were some CRAZY times - just ask Ellis.
I've been updating my bar's Myspace page, which was buried under gimmicky crap, working on it, you could say. That's fairly easy work. That's why I spend time on there, not a big deal. I also write letters every day, to local folks and to my buddy Riaan, who is in Iraq. He's a Marine in the middle of the shit. That's all I can say about it without divulging information that could get one of us in trouble.
I now have enough time to write. I can do it all day. ALL DAY. I bought myself a new journal and am currently filling in 3-5 pages at a time. Combined with the letters I write, my current output is 10-13 pages/day. This is after I get up at 11AM. I sit around in my underwear and type, move to my journal, play some music, video games, talk to my female friends, hang out with them. *Sigh*
I'm going to have to continue this later. I just got a call. I've got to go to the studio. NOW.
AND NOW, CONTINUATION...
As Brian mentioned in his comments to my previous half a blog I am working my ass off in his film class. I did run into a snag this past week with my final edit - having to re-edit at the last possible minute - but because of his giving nature I was able to trudge out in the rain and get the required media to complete my project. Thanks Brian. My work is not for naught!
Also, my short film is going to be made in class. This is huge for me. I'm ready, I've been ready since before class started, and have been writing the story and updating the script on a weekly basis. ZOMBIE MOVIE! RAAAAARGH!
Yesterday was my father's birthday so I had dinner with him, my mother and my cousin Alijah. I spend a good amount of my weekly time taking care of Alijah, hanging out with him. I am the male figure in his life. I reflect upon this at times and know I am not the best person for the job. I have a dirty mouth (which I attempt to curb), and a general dislike of most humans. These are the negatives. There are positives: I keep the both of us busy going to restaurants, visiting friends, playing video games. Video games are a good thing for a growing boy. Especially Super Mario Bros. 3, which he played for the first time this past week. He's not good at it, at all...I used to be that way though. I started playing that game at the same age he is now. 10!
I've also been using comics to get him to read more, and learn more words. He's read a few of the ones that I have but I gave him the "Marvels" graphic novel by Alex Ross and Kurt Busiek yesterday. I think this will open his mind in a new fashion and I can't wait to gauge his reaction to the wiritng and the artwork - the book is completely painted.
Who would have thought I would be a father figure? He calls me his cousin and I am glad to be that. I know the score, however, and once he gets older I'm sure he will too. He's a good kid. I just wish his father was around in a capacity to be a bigger part of his life. I think it makes him feel like the man doesn't care. I agree with that view, though for him it is unhealthy. If I lived 45 minutes away from my son nothing would keep me away from him.
Another thing I have been working on is the press kit for my friends' Hip-Hop group, Anonymous Assholes (AA). This isn't meant to be a gimmicky name, I feel it's use will draw people to the group. They have been together for 3 yeas running, are underground, have a good sized group of fans. I like to assist these guys. They are my friends and have been for years. I loan them records from my vast (if I do say so myself) collection for samples. If you go to my myspace page (www.myspace.com/thisisdestruction), they're my first friend in my Top 8. Check them out.
Another thing I am doing is promoting shows and this ties back into the bartending. March 31st we are hosting the only true underground hip-hop show this side of the river. If all goes well this will be a constant Saturday night gig, for any and all comers deemed worthy...I.E. nobody who raps about having money, guns and drugs. This is real life people. Not a commercial.
Everybody benefits from this, the scene, the performers, my bar, me. I'm proud to say I set it up. If you are in the area on March 31st, come down to 645 Sullivan Ave in South Windsor and pack the bar. It's going to be a huge show, and if the weather permits, we will open the patio and have the fire pit going.
I'm moving in with my friend this weekend, in Manchester. I'm taking over his finished basement which will not only give me a bevy of space but also a place where I can be left to my own devices. With my 18 hour a week job, this is going to be quite healthy for me. I envision long days of words and of course, the occasional bottle of red.
Although I was sick yesterday, I wrote a new story and read part of my favorite book, Ernest Hemingway's "A Farewell to Arms." I believe if you look at what I am doing with my life, you will see things have changed. I am exactly where I want to be, doing what I've wanted to do for years. This is my year. This is my life.
I'm back working as a bartender and couldn't be happier. Besides the obvious positives of having a job like this - free booze comes to mind - I am scheduling shows there and so far have given two weekend slots to friends of mine. I'll come back to this.
I work and wonder, why didn't I keep doing this? I hate working, don't censor myself and if bartending isn't the best job for a person like me than I don't know what is. I work three nights a week, 6-8 hours, make way more than I could at a "normal" job, and go home happy. It's not like I'm putting myself out - I have to vacuum at the end of the night and wipe down the bar, but that's the only thing that could even fall under the moniker "work." I can't remember another job where I had such little responsibility, and came out on top. Oh, oh yeah...The Halloween Scene...those were some CRAZY times - just ask Ellis.
I've been updating my bar's Myspace page, which was buried under gimmicky crap, working on it, you could say. That's fairly easy work. That's why I spend time on there, not a big deal. I also write letters every day, to local folks and to my buddy Riaan, who is in Iraq. He's a Marine in the middle of the shit. That's all I can say about it without divulging information that could get one of us in trouble.
I now have enough time to write. I can do it all day. ALL DAY. I bought myself a new journal and am currently filling in 3-5 pages at a time. Combined with the letters I write, my current output is 10-13 pages/day. This is after I get up at 11AM. I sit around in my underwear and type, move to my journal, play some music, video games, talk to my female friends, hang out with them. *Sigh*
I'm going to have to continue this later. I just got a call. I've got to go to the studio. NOW.
AND NOW, CONTINUATION...
As Brian mentioned in his comments to my previous half a blog I am working my ass off in his film class. I did run into a snag this past week with my final edit - having to re-edit at the last possible minute - but because of his giving nature I was able to trudge out in the rain and get the required media to complete my project. Thanks Brian. My work is not for naught!
Also, my short film is going to be made in class. This is huge for me. I'm ready, I've been ready since before class started, and have been writing the story and updating the script on a weekly basis. ZOMBIE MOVIE! RAAAAARGH!
Yesterday was my father's birthday so I had dinner with him, my mother and my cousin Alijah. I spend a good amount of my weekly time taking care of Alijah, hanging out with him. I am the male figure in his life. I reflect upon this at times and know I am not the best person for the job. I have a dirty mouth (which I attempt to curb), and a general dislike of most humans. These are the negatives. There are positives: I keep the both of us busy going to restaurants, visiting friends, playing video games. Video games are a good thing for a growing boy. Especially Super Mario Bros. 3, which he played for the first time this past week. He's not good at it, at all...I used to be that way though. I started playing that game at the same age he is now. 10!
I've also been using comics to get him to read more, and learn more words. He's read a few of the ones that I have but I gave him the "Marvels" graphic novel by Alex Ross and Kurt Busiek yesterday. I think this will open his mind in a new fashion and I can't wait to gauge his reaction to the wiritng and the artwork - the book is completely painted.
Who would have thought I would be a father figure? He calls me his cousin and I am glad to be that. I know the score, however, and once he gets older I'm sure he will too. He's a good kid. I just wish his father was around in a capacity to be a bigger part of his life. I think it makes him feel like the man doesn't care. I agree with that view, though for him it is unhealthy. If I lived 45 minutes away from my son nothing would keep me away from him.
Another thing I have been working on is the press kit for my friends' Hip-Hop group, Anonymous Assholes (AA). This isn't meant to be a gimmicky name, I feel it's use will draw people to the group. They have been together for 3 yeas running, are underground, have a good sized group of fans. I like to assist these guys. They are my friends and have been for years. I loan them records from my vast (if I do say so myself) collection for samples. If you go to my myspace page (www.myspace.com/thisisdestruction), they're my first friend in my Top 8. Check them out.
Another thing I am doing is promoting shows and this ties back into the bartending. March 31st we are hosting the only true underground hip-hop show this side of the river. If all goes well this will be a constant Saturday night gig, for any and all comers deemed worthy...I.E. nobody who raps about having money, guns and drugs. This is real life people. Not a commercial.
Everybody benefits from this, the scene, the performers, my bar, me. I'm proud to say I set it up. If you are in the area on March 31st, come down to 645 Sullivan Ave in South Windsor and pack the bar. It's going to be a huge show, and if the weather permits, we will open the patio and have the fire pit going.
I'm moving in with my friend this weekend, in Manchester. I'm taking over his finished basement which will not only give me a bevy of space but also a place where I can be left to my own devices. With my 18 hour a week job, this is going to be quite healthy for me. I envision long days of words and of course, the occasional bottle of red.
Although I was sick yesterday, I wrote a new story and read part of my favorite book, Ernest Hemingway's "A Farewell to Arms." I believe if you look at what I am doing with my life, you will see things have changed. I am exactly where I want to be, doing what I've wanted to do for years. This is my year. This is my life.
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Wow Andrew, this was a nice update, I didn't see this blog, I do understand that this was a while back and things could totally have changed, but what I do know is that you got your movie out. How did the screening go?
You still bartending, you still happy, I truly hope so? I admire what you are doing for Alijah, he needs that. I am a girl and I remember how tough it was not having my dad around. Good on ya man.
You still bartending, you still happy, I truly hope so? I admire what you are doing for Alijah, he needs that. I am a girl and I remember how tough it was not having my dad around. Good on ya man.
