pocketsnacks

It has been two years since being back in Minnesota, and now I have returned.
I didn’t intent to stay away for so long, but I was broke last Xmas, in the middle of a desperate job hunt and for some other silly reasons, ended up not going home and not spending the holidays with my family for the first time in my life!
I don’t intend to make that a habit.
Quite the opposite. Family is awesome and important and I don’t keep in touch with mine as well as I should.

Ok. And now some photos from my iPhone!
For some reason, the color on them looks a bit washed and makes them seem like some polaroid from the 70’s, but I am cool with that.

Snowy runway:

Plane to plane:

Frozen McKusick Lake:

I recently become one of the sheeple who got his hands on an iPhone.
Within a day or two I was searching for interesting apps, and I Googled “trippy iPhone apps” and the main thing that came up were a few links for RjDj.
It is trippy and it is great and is one of the most inventive uses of the huge waste of time in my pocket that is the iPhone.
I’m not sure I can even describe it very good, but essentially what it does is, using your earbuds w/ the mic on it, it takes in sounds from your surrounding area, and remixes it.
It’s delays it, loops it, pitch bends it, and more.
There are multiple “albums” that all do different things to the sounds.

Personally, I love it. I think it is fun as hell, but it seems to fall into to camps with different people. Some people really dig it, and some people throw off the earbuds in an instant because it just freaks them out. They think it is what “crazy” people must hear.

Whatever. Those people are living in some booring comfy world. Screw em.

Anyhow, if you have an iPhone, at the very least, install the free version.

This evening I took a bus to go and see the “Australian Pink Floyd” at the Fillmore (easily one of my favorite music venues anywhere) but much to my dismay, it was sold out by the time I got there.
I stood around with a bunch of other sad sacks trying to score a ticket. Most guys did, a few resorting to paying an ass load from some scalpers. But not me. After some time, I gave up and hopped back on a bus and headed home.

I got off near union square and stopped and listened to some band on the corner. They were kinda jammy but pretty good.

After it all I ended up buying some new Godzilla slippers.
New? Yeah well I have had another pair for almost, cripes, 15 years? I have worn the hell out of them, mainly at parties, while wearing a whole lizard costume (which everyone assumes is a dinosaur costume). The new ones aren’t as cool, but I had to get them because as I have discovered, these things don’t come around often!