Statik Radio

So, I finally got my old site back online - or at least something on the domain again.
It is TOTALLY not at all up to my usual standards (I just threw something together in HTML using notepad) just so that at least I'd have SOME content up there.

http://www.statikradio.com

EXHIBITS! Philly Flower Show - Part 2

Here are several pictures of some of the more beautiful/interesting/fascinating/exceptional/whatever exhibits on display at the Flower Show this year. Starting with my favorites of course!
















I TOTALLY want this BBQ....



























































This gondola was freaking HUGE!









And there's still more! But I'll save them for another post. :)

OMG SHOES!!!!!! - Philly Flower Show 2009 - Part 1

So I went to the Philadelphia Flower Show with my mom at the beginning of March.
It was great. I had gotten her tickets to attend the Garden Tea there for xmas as a mother/daughter thing. Awww...yeah I know.

I took so many pictures, there is no way I will put them up all in one post, so I'll start with the most memorable. THE SHOES!!!!!!!!

Holy crap, these shoes were exquisite and made from fresh flowers.
AMAZING.

There really isn't much I can say about them that will do the pictures justice, so without much ado, here they are.....(although I must say I found it odd and amusing that while I was trying to squeeze in to get some pics and every time I passed by, there were mostly men trying to snap shots of them....weird.)














And my personal favorites:

THREE!

MY baby had her 3rd birthday party today.
She looked so purdy!
Everyone had a good time.
I drank over half a giant bottle of Arbor Mist Strawberry Zinfandel by myself.
Yes I know, alcohol at a kiddy party - but they totally didn't notice.
You don't know this family haha - anyway it was fun.

Bye!

What do YOU Watch When Watching the Watchmen?

Coversation with my friend, the Angry Gnome:

ter1byte: we went to see the Watchmen last night
AnGry gn0mE: how did you like it
ter1byte: it was pretty good
ter1byte: some of the sex stuff was like jeez ok already
ter1byte: lol
AnGry gn0mE: haha yea that was overkill
ter1byte: got a little slow at the end
ter1byte: I was annoyed there were some juvenile dudes behind us that got all pissy and verbally uncomfortable everytime they saw the blue penis
AnGry gn0mE: they went ahead and elaborated on that nonsense
AnGry gn0mE: LOL
AnGry gn0mE: so much blue weenie!
AnGry gn0mE: i think they showed even more blue weenie than the book
AnGry gn0mE: the movie had its flaws, i wasnt all that happy about how they changed the ending, but overall i loved it
ter1byte: I was like get over it
ter1byte: they've had boobs and crotches of women for YEARS and it's like oh finally they get some dick up there and it's the end of the world - give me a break - it's about time they put up some eye candy for the ladies.
AnGry gn0mE: hahaha
AnGry gn0mE: and its not even a real weiner
ter1byte: oh no?
AnGry gn0mE: men are dumb
ter1byte: wtf
AnGry gn0mE: nah its a model they used
ter1byte: they were like high schoolers I think
ter1byte: a model penis?
ter1byte: jeez
AnGry gn0mE: yep
ter1byte: well it was a nice model penis
ter1byte: I would have liked to have seen it harder
ter1byte: lol
AnGry gn0mE: actually i think the cock was CGI
AnGry gn0mE: haha
ter1byte: he must really have been depressed
ter1byte: imagine being that person that animated that thing
AnGry gn0mE: lolol
ter1byte: lol - you can totally write MADE A DICK on your resume
ter1byte: was a pretty good story though
AnGry gn0mE: hahaha made a dick
ter1byte: loved the part where inkface said "I'm not stuck in here with you, you're stuck in here with ME" - total badassery


Same topic, different person (ChurchPunkMom)

ter1byte: I just watched Zoolander for the first time like right now
ter1byte: it wasn't even a real penis!
ajnkjsmom: no, it wasn't
ajnkjsmom: but zohan is hilarious
ter1byte: heh
ajnkjsmom: it seems the only movies they put any dick in is comedy.. and it's generally just outrageous
ajnkjsmom: semi-pro was another one
ter1byte: yeah
ter1byte: it was nice to see some serious dick
ajnkjsmom: and harold and kumar 2
ter1byte: hahaha
ajnkjsmom: lol.. serious dick
ter1byte: :-D
ter1byte: do you want me to change your AIM name - I'm putting up part of this conversation
ter1byte: on blog
ter1byte: I don't even care anymore
ajnkjsmom: nah.. go for it ;-)
ter1byte: ok
ajnkjsmom: i talk about boobs enough.. people may as well know i talk about penis too, so they don't think i'm a esbo
ajnkjsmom: lesbo
ajnkjsmom: dang.. can't type
ter1byte: ha
ter1byte: you are totally bi
ajnkjsmom: LOL
ter1byte: ok I put up my blog
ajnkjsmom: you wish ;-)
ter1byte: no YOU wish
ter1byte: that's how I know you're bi
ter1byte: because only bi women like me
ter1byte: lol
ajnkjsmom: LOL

Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

A joke:

An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard.

I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.

He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head;
he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the
hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.

The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.

This continued off and on for several weeks.

Curious I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is

and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'

The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar:

'He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 - he's trying to catch up on his sleep.

Can I come with him tomorrow?'

I Want to Go to Japan

Translation of the kitchen scene @ 5:15:

Kitchen staffer with glasses: “What’s this? There’s a camera going around.”

Other lady off camera: “What’s wrong?”

3rd lady: (LAUGHING) “Hey- it’s okay, it’s on a blue plate!”

Lady off camera: “The customer’s inside? Whose is this?”

Lady holding plate: “There’s a camera here someone may have forgotten!”

Lady in glasses: “Yeah, that’s it, they’ve forgotten it.”

Older lady in background: “Put it back- it’s a mistake!”

Lady: (WALKING WITH PLATE) “We’re in trouble.”

She rings the bell, and the sushi chefs come to the window.

Lady: “This was going around and taking video…”

Chef: “Ah, this, it’s probably a customer’s. Umm, it’s a foreigner.”

Lady: “They put it on here?”

Chef: “Yeah, they tried putting it out, to take a video. Of the, er, of the scenery.”

Plate goes round, back to girls.

Sushi Chef: (TO GIRLS) “Oh, it came back, didn’t it?

(taken from April Winchell's blog

Alright...since someone actually cares...

I'll throw some abstract references to my daily grind in here from time to time.
I've just become more interested in writing songs again....something I haven't had the energy to do in a long time. I have recently rekindled my love for music - both writing and listening - and I am really excited about it.

So excited, actually, that I'm getting down on myself because I want to do it so much that I am less interested in my daily responsibilities, family, etc. Not that I mean to neglect them or even wish to push them all away, but I think I've got a new obsession with it because it is surprisingly really good...at least I am optimistic that with the right collaborative effort, my stuff might actually be completed and enjoyed by others. Something I always dreamed about but started to think was just out of reach for so long.

I feel guilty. Guilty for wanting to do this thing for myself and wanting to get away from my family. I love my family, but I've got an obsession that's not only exciting me but making me miserable....but the misery, you see, is what's inspiring me....my lyrics, my music, my ideas....didn't I fucking say misery makes you write well? Same shit applies today, only now it's music instead of trying to write a fucking novel.

Yet another thing I can't stand about myself: indecision.
One day I'm gonna be a pastry chef.
Another day I'm gonna be an author.
Next day I'm a fucking musician again.
And over and over and over.

The only thing any of my career or hobby desires have in common is creative design.
Not the hokey "religion" but me wanted to imagine something new and make it manifest into the lives of other people. Whatever it is that I create, it must be useful or utilitarian. When I made sculptures, they have to also serve a function besides just existing. I write music because I want to not only express myself but I want very much for whoever hears it to be able to relate or be moved by it. When I write fiction, I want the reader to escape with me and enjoy my words. When I write in my blog, I'm hoping someone reads it and gives a shit about whatever crap I am talking about that day - maybe just to entertain.

All I know is, I'm tired of feeling that every pleasure in life has to come with a helping of guilt.
A night out with friends = don't be home late, get a babysitter, whatever.
Shopping - Why did you buy that? We don't need that. We are on a budget.
Hair and make up - same shit

I just....I don't know. Writing is free in more than one way. It doesn't cost anything to do and I can do any fucking thing I want in a story or some prose. In this way, a work of fiction would be the most guilt-free, besides the fact that it would probably require some alone time. With music, I have to leave the house when the lyrics are done....it requires collaboration because I just never really learned any one instrument well enough besides my voice to do it all alone. Therefore, I have to go out and away to be in the company of those who are not my family. Which is all fine and good....but....I find myself not wanting to come back. I could work on this shit until I passed out. But that's just me. And it is this reason that I feel guilt. I'm tired of feeling guilty.

Isn't there some pleasure a mother and wife can have that doesn't sour the sweet?
I'm gonna go cry now.