
A dangerous precedent. I whole new hard drive of images to post. thoughts are quieter than audio files. ideas are not as clear as videos. but I will soon begin to post both in order to embrace the new media.
Social networking has not caught fire, my life weaves in and out on the outskirts, the wind rows of a plowed field.
I'm a 44 on the Dr Phil 10 question personality / perception quiz. neither pass nor fail, it appears I am friendly. faithful as a dog. and rather pleasant to piss on...
the clock spins around past the midnight hour. Boo boo sleeps fitfully on her bed of sheets and blankets in the office next to the hum of the hard drive of the computer that never sleeps and is always looking back at you.
the mackie mixer is giving me fits with it's multipurpose aux 1 and 2 buss architecture (doing double duty for effects and monitor mix & the control room fader which refuses to cue the effects even with the proper combination of buttons depressed. no matter, I will never begin to use it for room recordings until I get out of the basement.