Category Archives: Music

34 Days and Counting

Swingline Lover
9.19.08 – “Swingline Lover” – 86/365

Work brought me to yet another middle school. It was overall a good day, with the exception of the nameless, apathetic coworker. I just don’t understand what people think they’ll ever accomplish in their lives with the attitudes they continue to keep. My stapler, however, is always there for me.

More photos from the day are posted here, over here, right here, and here. =)

New Voice
9.18.08 – “New Voice” – 85/365

I sing in a praise band for a church as my side job. Because we’re moving soon the congregation has requested we make a recording. Tonight we met up at a friend’s recording studio and laid down the skeleton of our favorite tunes, with plans of putting in the vocals later next week. Although my vocal tracks were unnecessary I recorded them anyways to get used to hearing myself in playback. For those of you who have never been a recording studio, it’s a very strange sensation to hear EVERY single nuance of your voice, a very personal thing, amplified and brought to the foreground in such detail.

Unfortunately, I really enjoyed myself and am starting to reconsider music weighing less heavy on the priorities scale of my life. I can’t just ignore the people in my life that tell me to do something with my voice and I CAN’T ignore the pure joy I feel when performing. Ahh, the trials of life.

More photos from the recording can be seen here and here.

A Sad Day
9.17.08 – “A Sad Day” – 84/365

This is a true story:

I had a very strange and unlikely dream. I was coming to the end of a work day and decided to go to my favorite Fresh Mex restaurant, Kokopellis, for dinner. Upon arrival we were met with a sign that said CLOSED. I immediately realized this meant they were closed forever and screamed "Why???!! Where will I get my fresh mex???!!". I was very sad and woke up in dark horror.

That morning my boyfriend and I had a hankering for Kokopellis and headed on down the street. We pulled up and I got a strange feeling in my stomach as I saw a large white sign on the door that read "Sorry, We’re Closed. Thanks for your patronage." How. Incredible. Is. That?

Why would I have a dream about a restaurant, that I actually hadn’t gone to in a while, and then see its closure become actualized in real life that same day. :::x files theme plays in background:::

The truth is out there…

*one tear for Kokopellis and two for their queso.

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Much Labor on Labor Day

Lots of stuff going on in my life at this point and YET I somehow manage to squeeze these photos in. I don’t have one for today yet, that’s a work in a progress, but here are my picks for the last week or so.

I-95, I Despise

8.31.08 – 67/365 – “I-95, I Despise”

So one party and roughly 23 loads of laundry later, Casey and I made our way back up to Jacksonville. This was my view the WHOLE way.

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8.30.08 – 66/365 – “Untitled”

Casey’s dad bought a jammin’ new camera and I immediately launched into finding it’s nitty-gritty details and specs. Delicious.

Twigs and Berries

8.29.08 – 65/365 – “Twigs and Berries”

During our second day on holiday we were given the opportunity of babysitting Casey’s niece, Kendall. She’s about 15 months and greeted us at the door in the most adorable striped, two-piece dress. The explanation for this came from Casey’s sister, Shayne, who declared that she wanted her to wear something she thought we’d put on our own kid so we could pretend she was ours for the day and get a gist for THAT whole situation.

We took her to the local mall, browsed a book store, and a puppy store before settling down at Smoothie King to get Kendall her favorite: Twigs and Berries!

Oh, Mulder...

8.28.08 – 64/365 – “Oh, Mulder…”

Casey and I left for a mini-vacay to his mother’s before our big move and stopped off at his favorite burger joint, Doubles. Lo and behold, they had an X-Files pinball machine!! I was overcome with joy and immediately started snapping pictures.

I’ve recently become obsessed with show, thanks to Casey. I’d never seen the show but was interested in seeing the movie. He said I had to at least watch the show first, TIVOed it for me, and the rest is history.

Badoom, Ching!

8.27.08 – 63/365 – “Badoom, Ching!”

My boyfriend, Casey, has been deep in research for nearly a year now planning a big purchase of a new drumset. He’s had his current one almost ten years and has DEFINITELY out grown it.

Finally, the day came when it ARRIVED! I was greeted after a brief knock at the door by a mountain of UPS boxes blocking my exit (definitely a fire hazard). Casey was bursting at the seams to say the least.

*note: This delivery only included his cymbals, cymbal stands, and drum cases. The actual set is yet to come!

For more delivery fun check out other photos from the fun-filled unpacking!
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Dinosaur Under the Couch

8.26.08 – 62/365 – “Dinosaur Under the Couch”

I’m in the pre-stages of moving essentially from coast to coast (Florida to NY), so it’s CONSOLIDATION TIME! I’m packing clothes we won’t need for a while, Christmas supplies, and craft stuff (::sniff, sniff…I know:::) to store at my parent’s while we move the important stuff first.

The other huge task at hand is emptying all important info and photos from obsolete computers that are just taking up space at this point. I plan on selling these antiques as soon as I’m done (probably for parts). When I pulled this laptop from under the couch I could barely lift it up it was SOOOO heavy. I was amazed at the difference between it and the one I have now. Amazing.

Dogs are A'Barkin'

8.25.08 – 61/365 – “Dogs are A’Barkin'”

Not much to say here. I was pooped at the end of the day and just managed to snap this shot of Casey’s tootsies.

Fay Lingers

8.24.08 – 60/365 – “Fay Lingers”

Fay had been washed away for the most part, however her flooding lingered for a while especially in the streets, between medians and such. This is a view from my drivers seat at a busy intersection.

Stud

8.23.08 – 59/365 – “Stud”

I performed what may be my last classically oriented concert ever on August 23. My professor, Char, puts on a recital near the end of every summer and has done so for 25 years. This year was the 25th and final one as she has decided to retire the concert series. With 1,400 in the audience and news personnel around every corner, I was asked to be a featured performer and do a piece called “Stubernic” with Char and fellow UNF grad (and boyfriend), Casey. The whole concert was emotional to say the least, but ended with a crowd favorite, Rockin’ Ricky Rocket (Char sits and pretends to be playing a drumset while we all do the sounds of each instrument with our voices). As tradition continues, we all dress up in fanciful costumes and colorful getups. Mike here went with my suggestion to wear the lime green bandana around his neck, muffler style, instead of as a do-rag. I think it looks fabulous. You can see other amazing wardrobe choices here.

Holay, Molay…

Wow. So it’s been roughly forever since a post from me, yet feast your eyes upon my unyielding display of fortitude, for I have not faltered in my 365 quest. I have a photo for each day of my absence, however lame they may be.

Fun With Photobooth
8.18.08 – 54/365 – “Fun With Photobooth”

On my flight back to Jacksonville and I, of course, left my camera in the overhead storage and, not wanting to disturb my sleepy blanket-covered seat buddy, I decided to have a little fun with Photobooth. It’s clouds. And a wing. Not too complex.

Cleveland Symphony
8.17.08 – 53/365 – “Cleveland Symphony”

*disclaimer: taken with cell phone camera due to my naive nature in thinking I wouldn’t be allowed to bring my real camera. Lame.

During my mini-vacay to my Dad’s in Cleveland we decided it would be fun to go see the symphony at their summer home at the Blossom Music Center. It’s an outside venue/amphitheater with seats under the main shell of the building and then a huge lawn where families can set up camp with blankets, chairs, and food. The program was great, the weather was sublime, and the quality of music was incredible. A traditional Pops concert, it started with the Star Spangled Banner, included some Sousa marches, a surprise performance of "Sleigh Ride", and closed with my favorite of all John Williams scores "E.T.". I was blubberly like a baby, of course, but didn’t care really. I was sitting there listening to the music realizing I was sitting on a beautiful evening, listening to make favorite music (performed live!), without a care in the world. It was such a strange thing to realize when I looked back a few years before at points in my life when a simple, happy life seemed such a distant flicker in the future and tending to look at life with a sort of grouchy, indifference because of the cards I seemed to be getting dealt. It may sound corny but that night I was proud to be a musician, an American, and exactly who and how I am.

Jimmy Magoo
8.16.08 – 52/365 – “Jimmy Magoo”

This is my cousin’s son James (otherwise known as Jimmy Magoo) playing with a racquet at my niece’s 1st birthday party. Quite the little man.

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8.15.08 – 51/365 – “Untitled”

This is the bedroom in my grandmother’s house where I slept growing up. Unlike my family in Florida, my Ohio family has the luxury of being able to live with the windows open. This affords a really mesmerizing dance from the curtains that hang over every window in my grandmother’s house.

Declining-Economy Packing
8.14.08 – 50/365

Thanks to the rise in gas and everything else in America, airlines are forced to add prices to "luxuries", such as a CHECKED BAG or a PILLOW. This leaves me no choice but to travel only with carry-ons. This is a huge undertaking, mainly because I dressed based on mood and tend to pack entirely too much for the trip at hand. Even with this handy, carry-on duffel I managed to squeeze in 20 outfits for a three day weekend. Feel free to congratulate me in person.

Mystery No More
8.13.08 – 49/365 – “Mystery No More”

Clue: big huge, overly popularized television show centered on singing/screaming airing on Fox to the delight of pre-teens across the country. Read on for more tantalizing clues.

Idol Breakfast
8.12.08 – 48/365 – “Idol Breakfast”

As lame as it sounds I made a point of going out to a pre-Idol audition-pancake-breakfast with my boyfriend. With thoughts of transformational fame in mind, I wanted to make sure I could have one public, fun, PRIVATE outing with my boyfriend before any sort of outlandish publicity ensued. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think I’m amazing or worthy of such heightened attention, but neither did William Hung when he went and now he’ll never have his old life back (that I think he minds, but still). I just didn’t want to set out for the audition and come back unable to be at peace with my life if, by some miracle, I happened to fit into that niche-cookie-cutter-category they were looking for this season.

Power of the Band
8.11.08 – 47/365 – “Power of the Band”

Yes. Yours truly is auditioning for American Idol. And I purposely left the image from the actual audition without a major description to keep you in complete suspense of my results (I’m sure you were on the edge of your seat). So here it is: it was a big, fat, insincere NO THANK YOU. All in all in was a fun experience (although exhausting, very enlightening, less entertaining than educational, and very very long). Bonus points for photos of Ryan Seacrest. You can read a full review of my experience here. (link will be added tomorrow…8.19.08 )

Ta-Da!
8.10.08 – 46/365 – “Ta Da!”

So I FINALLY did it. I’ve been telling myself to get around to it and I eventually got down to it. My first tshirt design for Threadless. Unfortunately, three days later I got a "Submission Declined" email and was promptly told to add some revisions to the design (which I totally understand, since I was really doing the design purely to have the experience of formatting it to the template). But now I know. Onward tshirt, ho!

My Savior
8.9.08 – 45/365 – “My Savior”

Nothing too amazing here. Frankly, I ran out of ideas and was so pooped at the end of the day I was lying on my living room floor looking up at my fancy 13 foot ceiling/skylights and thinking "I’m so glad I have high ceilings, otherwise I’d feel even more claustrophobic than I already do." Then I realized "hey" I should probably take a picture of that.