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Oh Angst! Oh Trauma! Oh Glacier!
Mar. 7th, 2006 12:05 pmEvery day is another bite of pie here in what I am calling My Glacier Period. Pretty, pristine, (presently) cold and slow moving. One good part about getting old is being able to accomplish bigger things rather than just talking about accomplishing them. The big theoretical hurdle in achieving this is realizing that neat projects are usually an incredible amount of work.
Like when I make a music podcast with album art and chapters. This requires scrubbing through the track, making chapter marks and finding whatever artwork or photograph I want to share. Of course the whole process of selecting the music I make rather Goldbergian.. at least in my head. I think I'm making a ebb and flow of similar sounds at times... but all of them have to be really good. This can mean finding similar contemporary artists and I'm trying to allow everything to happen by chance. There are also other things I'm thinking of. I abort four or five mixes for every one I want to share. I do have a backlog right now but no time really to create the format.
So I figure I should get some sort of reward. Not for the podcast, I'm doing a 180 here. Some time in January my journal turned five years old. I've never changed my name or deleted myself for a second. Where's my motherfuckin' tiara?!
At the moment, before I start my inevitable ascension to a-list blogger status, I am waiting on having more time and more computing power. The pennies are adding up, the debt is melting away quickly and the glacier is inching slowly to the mainland. Maybe I can hit a few boats on the way?
Like when I make a music podcast with album art and chapters. This requires scrubbing through the track, making chapter marks and finding whatever artwork or photograph I want to share. Of course the whole process of selecting the music I make rather Goldbergian.. at least in my head. I think I'm making a ebb and flow of similar sounds at times... but all of them have to be really good. This can mean finding similar contemporary artists and I'm trying to allow everything to happen by chance. There are also other things I'm thinking of. I abort four or five mixes for every one I want to share. I do have a backlog right now but no time really to create the format.
So I figure I should get some sort of reward. Not for the podcast, I'm doing a 180 here. Some time in January my journal turned five years old. I've never changed my name or deleted myself for a second. Where's my motherfuckin' tiara?!
At the moment, before I start my inevitable ascension to a-list blogger status, I am waiting on having more time and more computing power. The pennies are adding up, the debt is melting away quickly and the glacier is inching slowly to the mainland. Maybe I can hit a few boats on the way?
