So here we are, a Tuesday, late in the morning, Tuesday being the day that I usually like to have a new Interesting & Factual Tale ready to go up. Unfortunately, I haven’t thought much at all about what that Tale should be. Consequently, I sit here and ramble on whilst I think on’t.

So far today, I’ve made the bed, vacuumed, washed dishes from yesterday, cleaned the bathroom, thought about cleaning the kitchen, watched 20 minutes of Price Is Right, put away some clothes that were laying around, and watched the outside temperature rise, very slowly, to the point now where I think I could go outside on the fire escape/balcony-ish area and have a smoke on my new pipe that came in the mail yesterday.

Now, make no mistake, I’m not looking to start a mean tobaccy habit here, but I thought it would be fun to smoke a big ol’ pipe time to time. It’s totally a style thing. I’m a big geek boy.

What else, what else? Haven’t played sheepshead ONCE online since I’ve been back here for the spring semester… came close once or twice, but never got all the way there. Hoping to remedy that tonight… if you wanna play and I haven’t gotten in touch with you, it means I didn’t know you were available, so let me know when is good for ya.

So I got the mail yesterday, and there was an envelope for me, it held my monthly credit card statement. It looked like it had been through the ringer, so I think I’ll use my own envelope to send that badboy in this month. Take a look at this thing.

I went to Leaf & Bean downtown to see Chris Cunningham play on Sunday evening, even though it was frickin cold as hell outside. It was pretty good. I’ve seen better shows, but I was still entertained.

I got all psyched up yesterday to “present” the discussion of this book I had to read to Monday’s class, and then we talked such a long time about all the other stuff we read, we didn’t have time. So all that preparation for nothin’. I’ll just have to do it next week instead I guess.

I decided I’m getting rid of the short-lived “mobile.the80srewind.net” site, cuz really, it’s kinda lame. I mean, just make some time to stop by, y’know? This is not to mention that there are days you really need pictures to make the blog effective, and, well… yeah it was stupid.

It’s really warmed up now, to -1 degree Fahrenheit, so I think I’m gonna go give this pipe a shot now.

Oh, and I DID think of something to write a Tale about, so check that out, too.

Howdy… Not a lot of time, but thought I would drop a quick word on this Monday afternoon… Lemme tell ya something about reading dry, boring, academic books: it sucks even more the second time around. I had to read a book today for class that we already read in a different class last semester as well, and while this allowed my reading to be a bit less thorough, it was just as boring. Next week we get to read new stuff, so… well, actually, is that any better? Eh.

Hey, I’ve had inquiries as to when the list of Saddest Songs Ever Written is going to be up on the site, and it should be Wednesday or Thursday. I may put it off until the latter so as to give Thursday something special all its own. A nice gesture, I think. In the meantime, you can still let me know what YOU think the Saddest Song Ever Written is.

Back to my book re-view now…

Nice to have powered speakers in my room once again. You may have seen the box w/ the speakers in yesterday’s video.

Yeah, so now I get to listen to my mp3’s more of the time… y’know, it just makes sense to. This is the thing about digital music: in the early days of Napster (and even before that) when downloading music from the Internet first started to be all the rage, I never really got into it. Even after I had my own computer and capabilities to participate in the piracy, I only would use said ability to maybe download a song that I couldn’t get out of my head (see Dave Clark Five’s “Five O’Clock? World”) or a new one that I found particularly catchy (see Alien Ant Farm’s “Smooth Criminal”).

Well, my opinion of digital tuneage has swung considerably. I’ve had it with CD’s, man. All the storage space required for these discs that can only hold about 74 minutes of music? What’s that? And the handling of the discs, the opening and closing of drawers, the getting up, the sitting down, I’ve had it. I want a digital jukebox: everything on the computer, all I have to do is pick the tunes from Windows Explorer, load ’em into Winamp, that’s it. And if I wanna load up a playlist that’ll go all day, I can do it.

I know what you’re saying!! “Why don’t you just rip all your CD’s then, hoser?” Ah, yes, if it were that simple. But are you aware that I own some 300-350 CD’s? Who the hell wants to take all the time to rip those damn things? Not me, my friend, not me. I need to hire some lacky that’ll do it for me for virtually no money. In fact, for absolutely no money, just a couple beers. But where will I find such a lacky? There’s the rub.

And here is a wacky thing: while I don’t like handling CD’s, or changing them, or whatever, I still enjoy having them and shopping for them. Like, say you could circumvent buying CD’s altogether, just download them from a label’s website or what have you, I wouldn’t want to do that. I like going to the record store. I like flipping through the jewel cases. I like browsing through the collection that I keep in two large books.

I am a crazy, sick bastard.

Take a look at the Interesting & Factual Tale on the bill for today, written by friend and colleague Ryan Wordell, whose half-naked self is pictured on the main Tales page.

Oh, oh! I almost forgot! Good responses initially to the call for your Saddest Song(s) Ever Written, thanks much. Keep ’em coming, (if you haven’t offered one already) and I’ll have a list up probably this time next week.

Had a busy few days here, and we’ll certainly hit on those topics in today’s update. First, though, the revelations:
1. I could open a small office supply store with the wealth of notebook paper and pens that I own.
2. I could provide towels to a 10-room motel with all the towels and washcloths I own.
3. I could open a soup kitchen with all the cooking equipment I own.

I got up at 5 AM yesterday to go to my local Wally-Wal-Mart? (wow, my computer knows how to spell Wal-Mart) to meet Dave Mohrman and my truckload o’ goods from Wisconsin. Got some much-needed help in bringing everything back to the apartment from my friend Ben. We dropped the stuff off, then I bought him breakfast, came back here around 8:30 and proceeded to unpack/reorganize the crib for the next 15 hours. Boy, is it ever nice to have this stuff again, though. I’m particularly fond of all the cooking equipment (I can have waffles for breakie or dinner whenever I want) and my desk chair. Oh, how I’ve missed my chair… (link points to a chair that is approximately the one I have, not quite exactly.)

So yeah, yesterday I was just workin’ on the house pretty much all day. I also gave the beer bottles that I do have a bath in preparation for the bottling process, which will go down on Saturday. I made a shopping trip in the morning as well, so I guess I didn’t spend quite 15 hours in the unpacking, it was closer to 13.5, since I drove to Belgrade for the few remaining beer bottling supplies I needed (some siphon tube, bottle-filler wand-thingy) and stopped at Home Depot on the way back for a bit o’ lumber (something that I’m quite ashamed of and will never do again — from now on, if I want decent lumber, I go to a lumber yard) and a can of clear spray lacquer.

I did some laundry for the first time in this apt on a day other than Sunday when I washed the towels Mom & Dad sent. I almost forgot about the last load completely, but remembered during the last commercial break of Smallville.

The return of my chair to this bedroom has complicated the sitting process somewhat. Now there is some climbing over the bed involved. It’s either that or push the chair completely out of the bedroom every time I get up.

Monday was kinda busy as I had reading and writing to do for my class this evening, and between doing that and all my procrastinatory activities, I filled up the day reeeeeeeeal fast. Additionally, I took a ride with Ewan & Meredith to Target, and, ummm, damn where else did we go?? Oh: it was Staples. Yeah. See, a steamer got spilled on their keyboard and they needed a new one. Check this out: they’ve got a volume control on the keyboard. I thought that was pretty sweet. Mine is pretty basic; the only thing I was looking for when I bought it was the single-row “Enter” key. If you’ve ever had the type with the big enter key, you know what a pain in the ass that can be, especially if you’re used to one with the narrower version.

You will take not with this here keyboard that the Enter key takes up just one row of the keyboard. It allows the keys above it (“|/” and “Backspace”) to be on separate rows. You get a keyboard like this one, and if you type a LOT (like I or most other web-dependent Americans) you get used to the layout and, even if you don’t practice textbook perfect typing technique, you use most of your fingers and you stop looking at the keyboard. Well, if you suddenly get to using one like pictured at left here (which retails for 10 dollars and whose manufacturer doesn’t even have a website)

it’ll mess up your whole system. If you squint you can see the massive enter key on this board, but look above at the Memorex to dig what I getting at: with the big enter key, the space devoted on the Memorex to the “|/”-key is enveloped by Enter, and they divide the area of the “backspace” key between backspace and “|/”. If you’ve grown accustomed to the normal-sized backspace, and man, you gotta switch over to a mega-Enter keyboard, suddenly you’re typing and you need to backspace, and you get this instead, “\\\…”

Well, that’s all I’ve got to say about that. Check this out: there is actually a video posted in a timely manner this week, on a Wednesday. Here you get a sampling of the shambles I found my apartment in with all the boxes yesterday, and there’s a brief tour of the goods that arrived.

‘Til tomorrow or so then, take it easy.

Wow, I can’t believe it’s only 10:30.

I was originally planning to save a review of Daredevil for Sunday, but then I just happened upon this week’s Onion, and Keith Phipps basically stole the opportunity from me.

You wanna read the review I would’ve made of this movie, follow the linkage.

Yes, here we are, a third birthday in less than two weeks! Raymond Chris Lorch, turnin’ the big 2-4 this very day. Please click here and send him a birthday beer: lorchrc at hotmail dot com.

Well, since the last time I was here, I had my first visitor from WI stop out to see me, also my first overnight guest since Dad left Johnstone Hall back in August. Mark Knuetson was on his way his way to Seattle with his mother, Chris, and it was a nice visit. We went out to dinner at Montana Ale Works, which is in a building that I think we all agreed had once been… something else. Either some sort of warehouse or a train station or something. I looked for a picture of it, but couldn’t find one, so… eh.

Mark and I that night went to Hasting’s, then to Barnes & Noble. I bought two things, both per Mark’s advice. The first, at Hasting’s was a movie: Sexy Beast, starring Ben Kingsley. I paid six dollars for a used copy, and on our way out of the store, I said to Mark that just about any movie is worth six dollars. Six dollars, I said, was one bad decision at the box office. Even if I think the movie sucks ass (and I’ve been assured I won’t) it was six dollars. I mean, I’ve got six dollars, I might as well just throw it in the street.

The second thing I bought was a book, Mark told me he read it last summer. And while certain mutual acquaintances of ours would rather see Mark reading screenplays in his wealth of spare time, I’m glad he read House of Leaves, or there’s no chance I ever would’ve picked it up. I’ve only just begun to read it, but already I can tell I’ll enjoy it. I like to read contemporary, progressive fiction, because I figure it can only help my own writing to see what’s on the cutting edge of literature.

Speaking of which, we also talked some about Blender, the only short story I’ve ever finished, and it was helpful to get another person’s input. That always helps with writing. The draft that I have posted right now I hope to replace with a new one some time in the near future, as the conversation brought my long-term intentions for that work back to mind.

I’ve decided just now that it would be fun to put up a single mp3 selection from the “what I listened to” CD along with the site updates. Since I have the space.

Well, I suppose I oughta save some of what I’ve got to say for tomorrow. Later today I’ve got to pick up some cheap hoops-playin shoes, ’cause I’m going to toss the rock with my friend from class, Ben. I’ve also gotta get primed up for Daredevil, and make sure I’ve got all I need to have to actually get the beer-makin done tomorrow. That whole situation actually is going to work out well, since I would’ve been gone to LA when it had been up for a month, had I made the beer last weekend. Anyway.

You should also take some time to give a read to the latest Interesting & Factual Tale, which, if nothing else, I had a good time writing.

Massive apologies for the Video That Wasn’t over the weekend… I totally forgot to take the camera when I went to the beer store, and then there were circumstances that led to me not having time to even make the beer, and then Sunday was full of things that had to get done prior to Monday, and, well… *sighs* here we are right now.

Good news is that a “filler” sort of video is here for you, and seeing as last week was a total disappointment, this week there shall be two (this being the first).

Tomorrow, Mark Knuetson is supposed to stop by on his way to Seattle. He’s going there to live with a cousin and her husband for awhile as he looks for a job (then hopefully) a place of his own. The way I understand it, he’s hopin for good things, but, if after a month, it’s looking bleak, he goes back home to Monroe. Not a bad plan. I’m just really excited to be getting my first visitor from back home out in Boze-ville.

Speaking of which, I may or may not have some Keifers out this way for the spring break season… Eric is taking off during Christine’s break from school, and they hope to be visiting the University of Oregon, one of the schools Eric is considering for graduate work. I talked to them back on Friday, and he got one acceptance so far — to U-Conn?, which is PDC (stand for pretty damn cool).

Speaking of the weekend and Pretty Damn Cool, Marquette beat #15 Wake Forest on Sunday, improving their season record to 17-3, and moving up to 11th in both major polls. Awesome. I find it easy to justify my loyalty to MU over WI’s other D-1 program given that my older sis Jen is a Marquette alum and I lived for a spell in MKE, and never in Madison.

On a related topic, Jen’s birthday was today, I called twice, but got the message both times… I assume that she was sleeping the first time and at work the second, so, no big deal. I sent a card. She’s 26 now, and it would be just fine for you to send a belated beer to jenjedi at yahoo dot com.

In other Jen-ish news, she finally got her commission over the weekend as well. Thanks to Joe M for sending a picture. And way to go, Sis.

Sticking with that “Falsehood” theme, my PDA led me astray for the first time this weekend regarding movie showtimes. It said that About Schmidt would be playing at the Rialto, and it was a stone-faced lie. I was unpleased.

You want more unpleasantness from the weekend? Oh, I can dig some up. The reason that I didn’t have time to make the beer on Saturday is that I became consumed with a city-wide quest for a case of beer in returnable bottles. I need these, of course, to bottle the product I will be brewing myself. After checking in every grocery and liquor store with the Bozeman city limits (and this is a spread-out town, lemme tell ya), I returned home in failure and looked up the phone numbers for the local beer distributors. Turns out that none of the nations leading brewers (Miller, Budweiser, Coors) distribute returnables ANYWHERE IN THE GREAT STATE OF MONTANA. Holy man, I told Ed that I was floored. So after communicating the reality of my fruitless search to the Wolff family, they agreed to take me to Costco (which is the MT version of Sam’s Club for those of you reading from home) to get some wholesale-priced local beers in re-cappable bottles.

I went through that whole story just so I could say that I found one that I picked up only cuz they had an airplane on the label and it’s really good.
Sorry for the lax attitude about the updates last week, but after I got the desk, I actually found myself sitting at the computer a bit less. This may actually be a good thing, as last semester, I spend virtually every moment I was at home in front of it. Regardless, the good news for those of you who enjoy regular updates is that I have a full week-and-a-half schedule all plotted out, so stop back in the near future.

Right now, I’ve gotta go to bed…

So I was spending a good part of the morning here surfing the web looking at other web hosting companies, etc, and I was checking out what they had back at GeoCities? (and let me tell you this, you gotta pay for more and more stuff on the web all the time) and realizing that, in fact, the deal I have here with these people is pretty good, and what am I lookin around for anyway? They even left my site online and everything during the month of January, when I owed them money and couldn’t pay it cuz I was broke. I realized that my time would be better spent updating the site. Which I should try to do daily, but don’t always succeed.

Speaking of which: There will be a “dual-post” today, as I have a mind to shoot the video early this afternoon, capture it and upload early this evening.

I’m also excited because About Schmidt finally came to town (although we’re still waiting for 25th Hour) and the boys said that it was good, I should take a look.

If you’ve been one of the less fortunate who’s heard my bitchings about the on-again, off-again connection I was getting here in my new apartment (is it still new? how long does it stay new?) then I’m glad to report I’m done bitching, it’s fixed. Turns out I had to upgrade the firmware on my router.

Let’s see, let’s see… I watched Friends last night. Phoebe and Joey were trying to set Ross and Rachel up on really bad dates so that they would realize that they “belong together.” Personally, I don’t think you’re gonna see that happen again until the show is over and done with. But who knows for sure, in light of this news.

Couple other small things: I had my first dropping something in the toilet incident here the other day. The cap from the Tums went ker-sploosh, but I washed it with some nice hot water and dish soap, so I think it should be fine.

Oh, then I was watchin CNN the other day, and Larry King was gonna have Bill Clinton on that evening to talk about… whatever. Lots of stuff, probably. I realized that Bill wants to be Jimmy Carter. Real bad.

Last thing, then I’m going out for beer-makin supplies: the return of the poll!

This is my heading strictly because I’ve waited too damn long since the last update – an error on my part.

So, there was some news over the weekend, and it was very bad. Dave Schrubbe woke me up at 7:30 on a Saturday, and before he said anything, I wondered what the hell I was doing on the phone with him; then he told me. Then I found out. Then I watched CNN for 5 hours until there had been a press conference and the president had spoken, saying that the crew of STS-107 on board the space shuttle Columbia, 16 minutes from touchdown at Kennedy Space Center in Florida, had been lost. The debris from their craft, which burned up on reentry, we came to find out today may have been spread over some 800 miles across the southern United States. I was exhausted and sad by the end of the day, and I felt bad talking to Mom and Dad and Christy on the phone that evening, as I had little to say and not much energy with which to say it.

I felt especially bad because they were celebrating Christy’s birthday before she had to go back to Oshkosh for the new semester. Her b-day is actually today, and now I realize that this update won’t be posted until most of you have either gone to bed lost the opportunity to send her a beer in observation. She’s not old enough to have a beer, anyway. But she’s not a teenager no more!

Well, what happened over the weekend worth mentioning otherwise? I really can’t recall doing much. I cleaned up and did a little shopping. I bought a desk and put it together Saturday evening. Sunday night I shopped for groceries. Yeah, boring weekend.

I did go to a bar with classmate Ben on Friday night to watch basketball. That was fun. Even though the Lakers won. We had some beers, etc.

Oh, and I now realize that my last update was on Thursday during the day. Since that time, I saw two movies: Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, which I enjoyed quite a bit, I thought Clooney did fine work in directoral debut. Last night I went to see Adaptation, which may have been the best movie I’ve ever seen.

Today, among other things, I watched Apollo 13. I was chatting a bit with Wordy at the start of it, and I told him that I still tear up when Neil Armstrong first walks on the Moon every damn time I watch that flick. He says the liftoff does the same for him.

Yeah, we’re weenie-ish that way. You got a problem??

There’s a new I&FT (see, they’re hipper now, with an acronym) so you can check that out at your leisure.

Well, g’night, then. Happy Birthday one more time to Christy; love ya, Kid.

It’s a great idea, isn’t it? You get done what you know will have to be done at some point in the future earlier than it needs to be done, but if you don’t behave in such a way very often, you often forget to go ahead with what you got done ahead of time.

In any case, shot yesterday, and nearly forgotten to be uploaded today, I present the latest video, #1 in the “Rooms of Jason’s Apartment” Series. The room in question: the bathroom. Enjoy. More later/tomorrow.