Sunday, June 29, 2008

My Soulfly CD is scratched.

I don't know how it happened, but I am not happy about it.
Probably around track 6 or 7 it starts skipping.
It's the debut self-titled album. I gave my brother a copy when I bought
the digipack version with the cd of remixes. So now I don't have a fallback
copy. I'm gonna have to go buy another one.

Speaking of Soulfly, or Max Cavalera more specifically, I have decided that
(eventually) and am going to get Sepultura, Nailbomb and Cavalera
Conspiracy tattoos to go with my Soulfly tattoo. I think it'll look pretty
awesome. The Nailbomb one will hurt like hell because it'll be on the
inside of my lower leg. It might not hurt that much but more than the
Soulfly, Sep and CC ones.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Ya know who else annoys the crap out of me?

Mikael Akerfelt (however you spell it) from Opeth/Bloodbath.

At least in a live setting.

I saw Opeth at SOTU a few years ago and his stage banter really bothered me. It seemed like he was talking just to hear his own voice. It was like "shut up already and play another song."

Now I have been listening to The Wacken Carnage, Bloodbath's new live CD, and it has the same annoying stage banter between every song.  Like "How many of you have our record, Resurrecting the Eviscerated?" or some other album title spat out from the Random Death Metal Album Title Generator. EVeryone yells YEAH!! and then he goes on more. Enough already. It's just a good thing that the banter is at the end of the track so as soon as I hear him start talking I just skip to the next tune.


Reggie and The Full Effect

Don't really care for their music, but that's an awesome band name.

Friday, June 27, 2008

I suck

So everyone else on my crew started their holidays (plant shutdown) at 730 last night.
Not me!!
I decided to work overtime tonight and I have to work a shift trade Saturday night.
I am going golfing this afternoon with the in-laws and then dinner at the course and then to work. I am gonna be TIRED.
Gotta get out with Dad next week too. More practice for the Green Jacket Tourney July 12.
Sunday I can start my holidays. I have lots of work to get done around the house. There is plants growing in the eavestroughs. I gotta get on that.
Next Friday I will be cleaning out the two backrooms AND the basement in an attempt to rid ourselves of useless junk. Plus, we hope to make enough money from the yardsale on the Saturday to buy a new BBQ.
I would like to find myself some skids and make a base for the shed too.
I could work 12 hours a day at home and still not have everything done the way I want.
That's life!

Monday, June 23, 2008

Why I don't like Kevin J Anderson

or at least his writing style.


Every Dune book I have read the that he co-wrote with Brian Herbert is annoying in the fact that they have like little "re-caps" both from previous books and from earlier in the book. I thought it might just be Brian Herbert but then I read a KJA Star Wars novel again and noticed the "recaps".
Why? Do you really think someone reading Hunters of Dune chose that as they're first Dune novel to read? And even if they did for some reason, the little recaps don't tell enough of the story that you could have skipped the first 6 books and still be even close to understanding the back story.
But, eventhough it is super annoying, I still read the books because it's Dune.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

You should see the other guy

I look like I got in a fight. I got hit by a baseball right in the eye Sunday night. It's not like a huge shiner, but it's bruised and my glasses broke the skin. Freak thing, not intentional, not even trying to make a play. Someone was just throwing in a ball that had gone foul and I caught it. In the face. I bent my glasses back in to shape and made a couple nice catches. It was time to get new glasses anyway, and now that Becky has a job (YAY!) we may be able to afford to wait the 2-3 weeks for the benefit check to come back.
I was going to ride my bike to work today but when I went to check the weather it was raining a bit. Crap.

Listening to: Heart vs. Spine by The Devil and the Sea