I and the taming the sentences with a live microphone. The! This is not a canal.
Well, that was suppose to say "I am dictating these sentences with my microhone. Hello! This is not working well."
I've just finished dictating a whole article from 16 about the Beatles, hoping it would be quicker than typing.
Well, that wins the award for stupidest idea of the day.
Should've timed it. And I was just playing that typing game today and it was telling me I'm at 75 WPM. Geesh. I dictate at probably hmm… 10 WPM, with an accuracy of 5%.
One more drum lesson down, one more to go. Today was alright. Learned paradiddles. Which I wish I'd learned before because then I would've gotten a higher mark on that online drum quiz I took. Hah.
Wow. Today went so slow, and then that dictating went so slow, but took up so much time. And now it's 11:30. Dang. Dang. Dang. Dang. Dang. Dang. Dang. Dang.
CELLO CELLO CELLO CELLO…
Did you ever realize that Annette Funicello's name has CELLO in it?
I did today and I laughed.
When I was training the microphone to recognize my voice, it was talking about tables and the naked eye and I laughed.
It said something about manifest, and I thought for a moment, and then I laughed.
I am such a sad sad little person.
And I doubt anyone here understands why. Unless Pete's reading this. And even then I don't know if he'd understand me. NO ONE UNDERSTANDS HOW I FEEL!
Ah. Me. Me and my references to obscure things that only I can understand.
Really. Is there anyone else in the world who loves Charles In Charge and The Who?
Is there anyone else in the world who loves Charles In Charge, period?
Ah, BURN.
I think I should buy one of those "Grow Your Own Best Friend" thing. Because then my best friend would be just like me.
BUT THEN I'D HATE HER!
No, no. Another me? That would be perfect!
Another me isn't dumber than me, so I wouldn't laugh at them for being dumb. Not that I laugh at people who are dumb. Creatures only evolve so far in life and they can't be held accountable for their state of evolution. There I go again.
Another me isn't smarter than me, so I couldn't be jealous of them!
Perfect. Ah…
Hmm, I've been a little hyper the last few posts. Wonder why?
I just keep loving Rachel's version of "I'm One". I really want Quadrophenia.
I've regretted for awhile that I saw Tommy before I heard Tommy. Because it would've been so much fun the other way around. My imagination would run wild wondering what Do You Think It's Alright? is about, because that song has such a deep inner meaning.
Going to the Rock N Roll Hall Of Fame for my birthday. Third time now, innit? Good birthday. Get to hang out with Tommy. Well, not with Tommy, because that would be cool.
Well, actually, it would be boring. UNLESS HE WAS PLAYING PINBALL! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! WOO!
I had no homework, right? Got to get to work on my Monte Cristo presentation soon.
I think I've crossed over to the cowbell side. I was listening to "I Call Your Name" today and was like "WHOA, COWBELL!" then when we were at the lessons place, there was some song on and I was like "WHOA, COWBELL!" I might just have to go buy one. Darn those cowbells.
Now then. I really think I should do something.
What have I promised people I'd do lately?
Gimp Tutorials, Firefox friendly codes, layout tutorials… I think that's it.
I've gotta stop telling people I'll do things when I already have a to do list.
Ooooo, ooo ooo ooo, ooo…
Jammed with my brother today. We suck.
We were playing Baba O'Riley, and I kinda knew how it went on drums, I think my brother knew most of it on bass. Basically the same thing over and over. I think. But we both looked at each other and started laughing as soon as Pete's little "Don't cry…" bit was done. HA HA HA. Pete. Watta guy.
My brother didn't know how to play Pinball Wizard, so I just told him to jump around and windmill. But the basement ceiling is kinda like one inch above our heads. So it was kinda hard.
My one tom is all dented because I hit it so hard. My hi-hat's all funky too. I'm afraid to play my crash. Too loud. And yet, I play every thing else really hard. Open hi-hat too. That's loud.
La la la. I think I'll go check out what's on TV.