The Veep is NUTS

Mr. Cheney has completely taken leave of his faculties, as is documented above. The concerns of the vast majority of Americans, he says, are "hogwash." Well, nuts to him. Leave Bush - let's impeach Dick.

Back in business at garageband.com

Seeing as how MySpace is a cesspool of wannabe teen hookers and unsung rap legends, I've been posting tracks again over at Garageband.com, where I can be judged by other bedroom electro-noodlers like myself. I've been getting some good feedback on a few tracks, some that I may actually act on as I try to refine half-assed beats into actual compositions.

I like the process - you post a song, it goes into the hopper with a bunch of other songs, people listen to it and review and rate it relative to other songs. Sometimes their comments are useless; sometimes they're very constructive and helpful. Some people have actually gone so far as to say things like "I don't think most people will like this, but it's really good and you should keep doing it." Which is cool, because that's how I've felt about my own music for a long time.

Well, that was mostly painless...

Migrated to the "new" Blogger, whatever that means. It would seem I'm now deeper into the Googlehole, one more step towards assimilation (resistance is futile, after all).

And now...

It's really very easy to neglect a blog when you're certain no one's reading it - I don't even get spam here! But here we are. 2007. The Democrats have control of the House and Senate. Apple has, at long last, revealed the phone-slash-pda that we've all been waiting for (and I'll never have one as long as it's Cingular). All should be swell. Alas, it is not. I am shot through with a persistent ennui, one that pervades all but my sleep. I'm still trying to work on music, and I've settle into a new job that suits me and that, for once, I'm actually qualified for. My family is awesome - my daughter is blossoming before me into a teenage garage rock bassist who also draws and paints and sings and is nine feet tall and fast and funny. And yet, I feel like I'm on some sort of tipping point, like I'm paused at the top of the first big hill on a roller coaster, and something is about to happen.

Maybe this is the feeling you have before you finally give up and get old.