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Been nearly a month since the last post. Eh.

Chris visited this weekend. We played Halo 3. Beat it at about 4 AM Saturday morning. Went to the Walker. Good stuff. Except for that canvas that was just painted black. That… was rad. I’ll post pics of us in front of the Spoonbridge and Cherry soon.

I’ve been working on some circuit bending. I was kind of keeping it under wraps because I was working on a xmas gift for my brother-in-law, but he came across it this weekend (a Casio SA-2 I’m working on). So yeah. Fun stuff. I may put a vid up.

Finally, there’s a new PSA up on Flapping Crane. Word.

I’ve had some screwed-up sleeping patterns lately. I’ve been going to sleep very early and waking up very early. So I’ve had a lot of time on my hands and I’ve been cleaning up and out my apartment. Along the way I’ve found some stuff.

Here’s some pics:

This was around 1990. It was during the first Gulf War. My father was stationed in North Carolina. At one point, he had the occasion or obligation to visit DC, and Lisa, my mother and I travelled there to meet him. This pic is obviously of Lisa and I at the Lincoln memorial. That’s the last time Lisa was nearly the same height as me.

I’m not sure what to say about this picture. There’s a lot of good and funny stories that can be told about this. Some sad stuff, too. It also occurred to me that I still haven’t forgiven that old woman in the chair for what she did. I’m not sure what upsets me more — what she did or that I still hold it against her, even after she died. The rest of my family, including Lisa there with the Super Scope, apparently don’t hold any grudges anymore.

Anyone who used to be my friend but isn’t any longer knows that I don’t easily forgive seriously fucked-up actions. Still, it’s a flaw I need to work on.

On to more light-hearted stuff:

This was taken Halloween 1995, I think. That sweet sixteen banner there is for Lisa, whose birthday is right before Halloween. From left to right: Adam (he smelled very strongly of bananas, if I correctly recall), me (way in the background there, half of my head), Chris (he’s always made the hottest middle-aged house-wife), Scott (dressed as either a Ren Fair juggler or a butch lesbian) and Shane (wtf).

There’s some funny stories surrounding this, too. Something about our friend Brake and a car accident, if I recall correctly. Seriously, it was funny. Like the cops thought they really were women or prostitutes or something.

Chris, wearing a Crow shirt. Probably taken by Lisa at Village Inn on Telshor and Lohman in Las Cruces, NM. I’m guessing Chris was around 20 years old, but I could be wrong. He definitely wasn’t in high school.

Here is a list of the people who are in Flapping Crane (or who at least have been in some skits) who also work at the same company:

• Myself
• Pete
• Bryann
• Alex
• Eric
• Illegal Brian
• Ang (she’s in Hotspot)
• Steph (in Porkchop, Reicher, Hotspot, etc)

I started in January. Eric started a few weeks ago. Illegal apparently started the other day.

I have no idea what’s going on.

Shawn just needs to accept his fate. He will work here.

As promised. Pics from Madison. Click for larger images.

Chris, severely depressed about a game store that either moved or went out of business.

A closeup, to fully capture the full sadness.

Goddamn National Socialist nazis? Are you kidding me?

That’s all I took. I’m a lousy picture taker.