Augh. Been running around to interviews today. Woke up, started putting on clothing combination, had to cut a notch in belt because apparently I CAN get skinnier. No biking yet, but soon (my pet).
My tie was amazing.
I'm going to interview the guys who run this mysterious boutique/art gallery on Monday. The interview is for a story, and I am being paid cash money for that story. It came about because I asked my editor, "what's up with that place that always has the secret Black Lips/Deerhunter/King Khan/Liverhearts/No Age shows?" and she said, "I don't know - want to write about them?" I like that sort of editorial decision making process.
The weather has been fantastic today: overcast, with shards of sunlight. Windy, with slips of still. Rainy, but the rain never falls.
It shouldn't have to be restated at this point, but sometimes I think my entire life is tied to the weather around me. I like heat and sunshine; mainly hate everything else. I went to Turkey during one of this decade's hottest summers because I had been in England for three months and I needed the opposite of that. I think Atlanta's weather is changing, and, maybe (hopefully) the silence I've been in all summer is changing as well.
I'm going to spend an hour or so trying to write about this tonight. It's the first time I've ever written about abstract sculpture. I'm pretty excited though. I got a chance to wonder* around Whitespace Gallery taking pictures yesterday. You can see all my best shots here. I don't really understand something unless I've taken pictures of it, which I think is similar to the way that some people don't understand or remember a concept until they've written about it.
Two bands to recommend:
The King Khan and BBQ Show (sort of two bands, but they almost always play together. Currently out of Berlin. They won't tour here until next year.)
Cohen and the Ghost (from New Orleans, Baton Rouge-ish. Lap steel, and violin.)
I'm way more excited about one of the jobs I interviewed for than the other. They're both editing positions, but the one pays really well** and provides medical and dental insurance. Also, is in a vaguely internet related office, which is cool. Anyway, even if I don't get the job, you should probably check it out. Send me an email or reply in the comments if you'd like info.
* This is a typo, but I'm keeping it.
** "Really well" is still less than $40,000 a year. I worked out recently that $26,000 per year could keep me pretty happy (as long as I didn't get sick, have a car***, need to go to the hospital, or have kids). So anything higher than 26k is good, and anything way higher than that is a A Fucking Miracle.
*** As others have pointed out, having a car is a really crazy stupid gamble, especially for young not-rich people living in the city. I tell this to a lot of people. Sometimes I tell it to complete strangers and then offer to build them bicycles. Not sure if that is a Good Habit or a Bad Habit.
TTYL, gonna go watch Olympics.
My tie was amazing.
I'm going to interview the guys who run this mysterious boutique/art gallery on Monday. The interview is for a story, and I am being paid cash money for that story. It came about because I asked my editor, "what's up with that place that always has the secret Black Lips/Deerhunter/King Khan/Liverhearts/No Age shows?" and she said, "I don't know - want to write about them?" I like that sort of editorial decision making process.
The weather has been fantastic today: overcast, with shards of sunlight. Windy, with slips of still. Rainy, but the rain never falls.
It shouldn't have to be restated at this point, but sometimes I think my entire life is tied to the weather around me. I like heat and sunshine; mainly hate everything else. I went to Turkey during one of this decade's hottest summers because I had been in England for three months and I needed the opposite of that. I think Atlanta's weather is changing, and, maybe (hopefully) the silence I've been in all summer is changing as well.
I'm going to spend an hour or so trying to write about this tonight. It's the first time I've ever written about abstract sculpture. I'm pretty excited though. I got a chance to wonder* around Whitespace Gallery taking pictures yesterday. You can see all my best shots here. I don't really understand something unless I've taken pictures of it, which I think is similar to the way that some people don't understand or remember a concept until they've written about it.
Two bands to recommend:
The King Khan and BBQ Show (sort of two bands, but they almost always play together. Currently out of Berlin. They won't tour here until next year.)
Cohen and the Ghost (from New Orleans, Baton Rouge-ish. Lap steel, and violin.)
I'm way more excited about one of the jobs I interviewed for than the other. They're both editing positions, but the one pays really well** and provides medical and dental insurance. Also, is in a vaguely internet related office, which is cool. Anyway, even if I don't get the job, you should probably check it out. Send me an email or reply in the comments if you'd like info.
* This is a typo, but I'm keeping it.
** "Really well" is still less than $40,000 a year. I worked out recently that $26,000 per year could keep me pretty happy (as long as I didn't get sick, have a car***, need to go to the hospital, or have kids). So anything higher than 26k is good, and anything way higher than that is a A Fucking Miracle.
*** As others have pointed out, having a car is a really crazy stupid gamble, especially for young not-rich people living in the city. I tell this to a lot of people. Sometimes I tell it to complete strangers and then offer to build them bicycles. Not sure if that is a Good Habit or a Bad Habit.
TTYL, gonna go watch Olympics.
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