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Wednesday, July 9, 2003

Wind organ update
You were all waiting for an update, werenít you? I thought so. To date, Iíve finished three ďpipesĒ for my wind organ and based on my preliminary testing (consisting mainly of waving them wildly about), they all have unique voices. Iím not sure yet how many pipes Iíll need or whether additional tuning will be necessary to achieve a pleasing harmony, but I think Iíve made a good start. Iíve also developed a prototype mounting system (using PVC pipe fittings) and if all goes well, you should hear my debut performance this weekend. I think this is going to be very cool, wind willing.

10:54 pm cdt

Tuesday, July 8, 2003

Just follow the bouncing...
(Found an new source for this video, which I find is called "Matrix Ping Pong". It apparently appeared on Japanese television. Very funny. Enjoy.)
8:50 pm cdt

Tuesday, July 8, 2003

Something to think about
The internet is shit   ...present company excluded, of course.
12:55 am cdt

Benny Goodman, he ainít
Tonight I resurrected the clarinet. The old licorice stick. And the good news is that I didnít totally suck. Why our little dog even sang along for a whileónot exactly a ringing endorsement, come to think of it. (I may be practicing in the basement for a while.) Itís not exactly like riding a bicycle, but itís amazing how much I remember. Seven years of drilling has deeply imprinted the clarinet lobe of my brain, I guess.

I began playing (squeakily) in the fifth grade and continued through my senior year in high school. At that point, as I headed off to college, I dropped the clarinet like a hot potato, it not being a guitar or the least bit psychedelic. Since that time, Iíve made occasional abortive attempts to pick it up again, but never with any lasting result.

Weíll see where it goes this time. Froggyís been after me to jam at the Balsam Bandstand and Iím hip to that. Let the wildlife beware.
11:22 pm cdt

Sunday, July 6, 2003

Nobody ever said it better

While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,
Let us swear allegiance to a land that's free,
Let us all be grateful for a land so fair,
As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer:

God Bless America,
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Thru the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam,
God bless America,
My home sweet home.

(Irving Berlin, 1938)

10:30 pm cdt

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