September 12, 2006
I don't know how some dudes are able to have two girlfriends or have a wife and a mistress, or in some weird cases have two wives/families.
This is my thought as I'm finding it more and more difficult to lead my double-life, 9-5er and DJ.
The DJing has been picking up. Again, DJing is not a job, it doesn't pay the bills, but it's a hobby that I love doing. Work is my bread and butter (as in it allows me to buy bread and butter).
The management becomes difficult when work has me do things on the weekends and when DJing has me doing things on weekdays. Tough call.
Right now I'm gonna roll with them both and make the best out of both. It'll take some effort, but if I can find the rhythm for both, I'll be all good. And on with my double-life...
September 11, 2006
This is my "Where were you during 9/11" story. As the years go on, of course, things get skewed in my mind.
Tuesday, Sept. 11, 2001. I had a 10am class. It was a sociology class that I had skipped a couple times. So, when I woke up that day, I knew I had to go.
I remember waking up before my alarm this day, probably due to the bright sun coming through my blinds. So, while in bed I wanted to turn on the TV, probably to ESPN, to start waking up. I put my hand in the usual remote spots and never found it. Then I knew I had to get out of bed ans search for it. After looking all over, I decided to just start getting ready for the day. So, I took my clothes with me into the bathroom, and as normal, I turned on the radio. The first thing I heard, "Oh my God, there's been another explosion, oh my God." from the female DJ. I thought, OK, time to turn on the TV!
I turned on the TV, NBC, and there were my first images of of the attack. So, I watched for a few minutes and was capitvated by all of it... especially since it involved aviation. Two planes into two towers and my mind still thought it was an accident.
I quickly got dressed for class and got back to the TV. I was watching what was going on in NYC, when they broke in with news that the Pentagon had been hit. It all clicked in my head then, and I got scared, but yet it still felt distant. Nevertheless, I called my parents as quickly as possible. I called home and got no answer. I wasn't worried about them because it seemed like I was calling them for answers.
Getting no answer at home, I got back to the TV. At 10am, I knew I had to go to class, didn't I? So, I left my apt. with my walkman radio playing so I could keep up with it all on the news. You know how you keep hearing that it was a clear blue day in New York, well it was a clear blue day in Ann Arbor too.
I get to class and wait for my friend Kylie to get there too. When she came in there was only about 6 others in the room, no professor yet. She sat down, and only half-jokingly, I asked, "Would you take notes for me? I'm going to go home and watch TV." When she said no, with a fun attitude, I knew she hadn't heard. I told Kylie what I saw and what was going on, and someone's phone rang. Our classmate picked up his phone, and everyone in the class could hear the female screaming. She was in New York. Then I remember she screaming, "There's another explosion, I think a third plane just knocked over the tower!" (Come to find out that was tower 1 falling down)
The professor came in the room, we were expecting him to say something, anything about what was happening. When he didn't, Kylie and I left, went to my apartment and stayed glued to the TV. Time went on, and in the hodge-podge of eveything that was going on, I remember tower 2 collapsing. I rememberour friend Justin and my girlfriend at the time, Jenny, coming over to watch with us. I remember my mom calling me back and the first thing she said was, "Isn't this amazing what's happening." (Obviously she didn't mean 'amazing' in the positive sense) I remember the news speculation, the new video clips, and waiting for what was next. I remember thinking, "There's been so much going on, is it over yet, or is there another attack coming?"
The day wore on and I realized I had to work at the U of M Golf Course that afternoon. So, at 12:30, I called to find out if we were still open and if I had to go in. It was and I did. So, 1:15 came and I had to leave. Kylie, Justin, and Jenny stayed at my place (Which, thinking back seems kind of weird, but also makes a lot of sense... we all needed to be with someone during this time.)
I got to work, and we had a few golfers, but not many. I remember late in the evening a couple of guys coming in to play golf and saying something like, "Thanks for being open, we needed to get away from the news coverage." All I wanted to do was be home.
I remember getting a call at work from my parents. My mom had said she heard on news that gas prices were expected to skyrocket. So, I talked with my two coworkers, Emily and Patrick. We decided we would go fill up our cars one at a time. So, I went and the line to get gas was long. Apparently everyone else heard the same news.
I came back and I heard some news from my friends at the apartment. They said another building fell (Tower 7). I got worried, but they said that it was a structual failure not another attack.
After work, at about 9pm, I went back to my friends at my apartment. We watched for a while and one-by-one they had to check out. It was becoming too much to bear. That night I couldn't sleep. I was still glued to the coverage. Through my head, "Any new details? Any survivors? How will they put these fires out? Would I have class tomorrow? I got to get to sleep!" I remember seeing 4:05am on Sept. 12th. Then I fell asleep.
That's where I was, that's what I was doing.
As I said a few blogs ago, I wasn't directly affected by 9/11. However I think we all were affected by 9/11.
September 06, 2006
Get a grip...
My letter to facebook.com about recent changes that have caused near riots on the site...
Hey guys and gals,
I just wanted to say that I think the new news feed is a great way to see what's going on with your friends. I completely agree with your blog where it states, "stalking isn’t cool; but being able to know what’s going on in your friends’ lives is."
Users of facebook, in my opinion, need to wise up a little and think about it. Don't add people you don't know. Don't update and/or remove information you don't want floating around in facebook-space.
Bottom line, I just wanted to say keep up the good work.
Come on people. All you have to do is be a little smarter with your information and who you claim as a "friend" on this site. This is very similar to what's been going on with myspace.com. People just weren't using it wisely. So, be smart and GET A GRIP!
September 05, 2006
Getting my speakers replaced...
Well shit. I've had my new DJ equipment for about a month now, and Sunday night BOTH of my speakers blew-out! Dammit. That's a good way to ruin a great party. So, I gotta see what I can do to get them replaced by Saturday. Ugh, really it's just more frustrating than anything else... as long I don't have to pay for replacements! Yikes.
OK, done bitching, now some something sweet!
A cool new thing on my myspace page is that I added an mp3 jukebox. I have it set to play all the mixes I've created, and I'll update as I put new mixes together. It's kind of a pain to put together, but I'm really happy with the end result. I especially like it since I can listen to it at work.
Speaking of myspace. I'm getting more and more tired of the superficiality of facebook and myspace. It's nice to add "freinds" and (re)connect with people, but if I add you as a friend at least say Hi. When I add acquaintace-friends on facebook, I like to send a note to say something like, "Hi, we met at blah blah blah... Hope you had fun at the party, etc etc, yadda-yadda." I don't have to send this note, but I want people to remember me. What do I get in return? I'm added as a friend and never hear from that person again. I'm not saying I'm looking for a full-time penpal, but a quick note would be nice. I find the other just leads to awkwardness the next time you see the person.
Back to reality, dammit, getting my speakers replaced.
September 01, 2006
I'll write again soon. No worries.