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Happy Birthdaaaaay to you......Happy Birthdaaaaaaay to youuuuuu....Happy Birthday, dear Ceeee-Eeeeeeee......Haaaappy Birrrrrthdaaaaay to youuuuuuuu!

Hope you're having a good night, babe AND that you're partying SAFELY!!  (Sorry, it's the Dad in me.)  I'm delighted that you like the song--I think you'll like the "better mix" more-so.  Sorry about that lousy version you got but glad you could look through the mixing error (still don't know how I managed it--headphones mistake I think) and appreciate the sincerity behind it.  How does one capture the feeling of Springtime and Hope and Renewal and Love in music?  Not easily, obviously *laughs!*  I'm honored to have you for a friend and glad that you enjoyed the gift.  Hopefully, you were a little surprised, even though I had hinted at it enough I guess....

Anyway.....

Happy Birthday, C.!  And many happy returns!

Love,

--Jaxon

P.S.  Got another promsing Pioneer for you....
Current Location:
United States, Wisconsin, Madison
Current Mood:
Feelin' mellllllow....
Current Music:
Old Timey Radio
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Oh, Well Hello!  Didn't see you over there!

Provided there are no untoward ("This is not toward!") surprises tomorrow when I test the disc on various players (i.e., sounds half-way decent), then I can finally say I'm done recording my latest song, an effort that's only taken longer than I can accurately recall but well over a year, likely way more from the very first time I played the riff.  This is not an indication of how wonderful a song it is, but rather a picture of my bumbling inability to write words and melodies, then arrange it, record it and mix it.  As C. has said:  "What're you going to do once you're done?!"  Well, take a night or two off, that's for sure!  Get some sleep, maybe, too!  *laughs*  Naaaaa, nothing THAT crazy.....*laughs*

Truly, though, it's not officially done until it's made the rounds of my various players to check to see if the sound is on mark.  Plus, I think I'll have my Listeners give it a spin to make sure everything's working (besides the arrangement, melody, and singing, which Sunny shot down last week--thanks, babe!)  C.'s probably given up on ever hearing it.  Hang in there!  Any day now!  I mean it this time.  Really.  Really really!


 I think it's going to be all right though, having come up with the idea tonight to mix the song through a RADIO SPEAKER.  That seemed to give a good overall shape to the sound and only required some stereo field alterations and a few sound level adjustments.  The last 2 /1/2 hours have been spent on minor tweaks--tiny flaws that would probably go unnoticed by anyone except The Proud Father.  I left all the HUGE FLAWS in for the general audience.  Don't worry--plenty to go around for everyone!

Anyway--just had to deliver my good news!

Cheers!

--Jaxon

P.S.  Hey, Juli!  Might catch Bounding Main at Port's Maritime Fest but it'll be tricky with the timing. We're gonna be travelling right around when they're going to be there but that's the CLOSEST venue to our pad.....so, yeah, one day you might get a tap on the shoulder and a "It's me!"  If not at a concert, Sunny and The Kid might be talked into a Renaissance Faire--you work Bristol, right?
Current Location:
Where else---porchin' it, man!
Current Mood:
accomplished
Current Music:
93--Master 36c
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What in the world?!  Ol' Jaxon's up and posting during daylight hours?  It canna be true!!

Oh, Hi There!  How are ya'?  Welcome to the Matinee Edition of What Can Ya' Do? !

I'm here, Juli, I'm here!  Haven't withered up and blown away....yet. *smiles!*  As hinted at in a previous post or two,  I've been working pretty much exclusively on a song for the last several months, which makes it sound like it should be some real hot snot.  Unfortunately, though, the time spent working on it has been due to the rather amorphous nature of the song itself, its shape-shifting arrangement and the hell of trying to make a recording sparkle like a Geoff Emerick production.  (Okay, so it's a tremendously FUN hell but, still....)  Lots of Time Spent does not necessarily equal Stellar Song.  This means that I've routinely been up 'til between 1:30 and 4:00 almost every night and surviving on 4-5 hours of sleep a night, except weekends when I'm basically asleep for hours during the day.  Siestas over lunch-hour at work have helped, too, but there's only so much catnaps can do.  It's The Kid's fault: she claims she needs the "mixing computer" (the one that's powered by a TurboJet engine) to work on something stupid and pointless, like, oh, what did she call it again, Homework?  "Bah!" sez I, "Homework, schmomework!"  But she feels a compelling need (Where does she get this OCD trait from?  Must be her Mother) to have all ONE HUNDRED PERCENTS in her classes....that damn 97 is driving her crazy....diligence in schoolwork must skip a generation or something....

Anyway.....so, it's a good thing that I'm a Nightowl at heart.  I've been doing the recording portion during the early evening hours when Sunny and Kato are still prowlling around and then mixing the results 'til the wee hours.  The Good News is that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  Admittedly, it's felt more like digging a HOLE than a tunnel, per se,  but as of yesterday afternoon, the recording part of the song is complete!  (Oh, boy, I've jinxed myself now for sure!)  What's left is to pursue the elusive (there's that phrase again, C.!) combination of sounds/effects to make the song really shine in its mastered state.  The Mastering portion is something that I know jusssst enough about to be considerably dangerous but not remotely skilled at.  I haven't pulled a Second Arrangement on the track yet but the MultitrackStudio software is pretty forgiving that way: not like in those days of yore when Magnetic Tape could take away weeks worth of work with just one mispushed (nice word, Jaxon!) bootahn!  I once wiped out a lovely piano solo that way......it still hurts.....

The thing is this: ordinarily I'd master a version that was "good enough" for me to listen to but I'm hoping to make a gift of this song so, even if the music, lyrics and arrangement completely suck, I want it to sound it's very best in clearly showing off its utter suckiness.  As I told C. the other day: it's like a fingerpainting over which a 5 y.o. exclaims "Look what I made for you!!"   From the Hopeful side of the tally, C.--that oh-so-lucky person--is the only one to see the lyrics (except for the few excerpts/lines I've sneaked in here) and she didn't seem too violently nauseated by them, so I'll take that as a good sign.  I've been promising to run the tune past her (one of these days, I promise!), you know, to see if it Plays In Peoria but I'm afraid I'm going to run out of time and she'll get to "preview" it after the cat's outta the bag.

Besides being completely obsessed with this purported piece of art (piece of WHAT?), everything's been pretty much status quo around here.  Sunny had a cyst bothering some of her internal plumbing, but the docs said there was no cancer detected and to just let it run its course, which, so far, seems to be a course of Going Away.  Good news!  Kato's been doing theater stuff at school and is still one of THE coolest people I know: funny, grounded, smart-as-hell, nice, good-hearted....just the best!  I'm so glad my wife cheated on me!  (All right, I've been told that that joke has become quite old so let me here and now lay it to rest.  Hell, I think it's funny but.....ya' know....fresh material and all that....)

The unsettling question has been raised by a certain party who knows who they are:  Okay, so when you're done with this (alleged) song of yours, THEN what're you gonna do?  Well, I DO have quite a few other song ideas perking but for now I'm going to get back to writing fiction again (it's been so long, that I'm not sure which end of the typewriter to blow into any more), SO, hopefully this will mean a bit more diligency in posting here, if not for any other reason than to procrastinate....*heh!*  I know that this song has been quite difficult--for a variety of reasons, pragmatic and emotional--but it's time to switch gears for awhile and work in another medium, although with the routine breakery of my New Year's Resolutions (remember those, Jaxon??), that I should not be working in another medium but perhaps another Xtra Large.  *rimshot!*   Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.....errr.....um....*cough*....yes, well, another topic for another day..... 

Anyway, Juli, yes, I'm still alive and kickin'--thanks for asking/caring!  I'll have to catch up on your journal entries to see what you've been up to.  Did you make it to Maggie's Farewell to Tarwathie party?  I saw the pics but didn't see you there in the throng.  What a crowd!  It won't be the same without her.   I hope you and yours have all been well!  Festival season's coming--got that 20 lb. bag of jewels set in some more nice pieces already? *smiles!*

Take care everyone--it's Siesta Time now!

Love~

Jaxon

P.S.  Not sure, but I thought I saw Blue acting all shy around Syl the other day.....


 


Current Location:
Uh....definitely NOT at work, ummm...
Current Mood:
Sleepy, DUH!
Current Music:
Master 30 and counting....
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Yes, Hooga-Booga.  You may quote me on that....

Oh, Hello there!  I didn't recognize you there for a second, it's been so long! (That's what she sa--....never mind....)

Yes, well, as idle speculation has supposed, I've been quite busy making myself crazy with attempting to write and record a song.  So far, I have about 5 and a half minutes of what sounds like a female Russian shot-putter warbling nonspecifically out of key.  While holding a manhole cover.  And with a bad sinus condition.  Nope, not happy at all.  (Me, not the Russian shot-putter, although I doubt she'd be happy either.)  Can I just NOT SING ANY MORE?  Is that it?  Or am I still learning the song?  Every take seems to have a problem with it.  I've tried splicing together takes with some luck but there's always something that's not quite right.  It's been quite frustrating......And, I KNOW that if I don't fix the problems NOW, that later on, let's say a year or so from now, when I'm listening to my efforts, that botched phrase or late chord, or slightly flat harmony will drive me crazy....it will....

Hooga-Booga.  This is some strange phrase that popped into my mouth while recording a few nights ago.  I discovered that if I'm singing before I actually start the verses, that I come in less abruptly/harshly so I now have 8 or 9 versions of this song that start with me chanting "Hooga-Booga, Hooga-Booga, Hooga-Booga...."  I may leave it in as it is currently the best part of the song......

So, I've been ignoring just about everything/everyone lately just to work on this song.  I'm starting to feel like I'm wrestling a bear; a big brown bear who's growling in my face and snapping his jaws while we lock arms and dance grunting around the room.  (Perhaps that's the weird, bass spectrum thumping I heard under the acoustic guitar track the other day?!?!)  The thing is this......I've put waaaaay too many hours into this not to finish it.  What scares me (besides the bear; well, not scares, really, but causes consternation) is that the song is not worth all the trouble.....although I'll be first to admit that I've lost any ability to judge it any longer.  The only thing I can tell is/are flat notes, take after take after take.....after take....after take....please, no....after take.....No, stop, really......after take, after take.....I don't want to write this song any more!....Please!.....after take....after take....after take...AIIIIEEEE!!!!

I was actually hoping to give this as a present but I honestly doubt this will ever see the outside of my iPod.  Not unless it shapes up more than it has.  I mean....it's like THIS FUCKING CLOSE to being done....all I need are the vocal tracks and a dash of electric guitar maybe....that's ALL.....it's not that hard so why am I having so many problems with it?!??!  Auuuughhh!!!!  Why can't I SING THIS??  Have I always been this bad and no one's told me??  Good lord, what a thought......yikes! 

I do thank you for allowing me to vent a bit......now, excuse me while I submerge again.....I'll be back with updates if anything good ever comes from these altogether-too-late night sessions.....

Hooga-Booga~

Your Lovin' Jaxon 

P.S.  Did I see you at the mixer, drinking Five and Dimes?
Current Location:
Way back yonder.....
Current Mood:
discontent discontent
Current Music:
MUSIC? MUSIC?? I'LL GIVE YOU MUSIC, @#$%^& !!!
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Hey, hi, sorry to interrupt but did you guys see my sanity around here?

Oh, hey, Hi, how're ya'?  Man, it feels like weeks since I posted last.....and I miss you!

Well, I've been busy working on some music.  This damn thing, this, this purported song, I've been working on, has been driving me crazy.  In the past week or so, it's gone through major changes, literally HUNDREDS of voices and harmony part takes, changes in lyrics and arrangements and now I've reverted back, essentially, to the original arrangement and lyrics.  (Ha!  Playing jokes on myself again, am I?  What a rogue!)  Seriously, I was on the verge of tears on Wednesday night after another somewhat fruitless session; it's been so frustrating!  BUT, what I'd forgotten is that sometimes I'm not writing the song, sometimes I'm merely learning it, a very strange and mysterious part of the creative process that happens to me occasionally (okay, well, probably more often than I'm aware.)  This has been one of those cases....

I've basically known the melody since I wrote the chord progression around a year and a half ago. At the time, I didn't think I was capable of writing any singable lyrics for it.  I actually tried to write lyrics for a couple at work but, for very obvious reasons to me now, I couldn't write anything that rang true.  I finally shelved the idea and put the song away--didn't even listen to it ONCE--for about a YEAR, until all manner of the words had left my brain.  That's how stuck I was.  (And perhaps a bit selfish, too.  Deep down, I actually wanted to give the song to only HALF the couple. *smiles!*)

After a year went by, I happened upon the guitar riff and felt it might be time to try another whack at writing lyrics.  The words, as always, needed to be written and rewritten and REWRITTEN so, at least that much wasn't too unexpected: often, the phrasing of a line on paper can sound different when you actually sing it, what with the logistics of tongue twisters and sibilance/hardness of some words versus others.  BUT, because I was having trouble singing the melody and lyrics, I mistakenly thought that there were some major problems with the structure and words, so I began altering them.  That's where the frustration started to sink into the pit of my stomach.  The refrain actually migrated to a completely different key(!), which, though it sounded pretty good--a bit "Who-ish" perhaps--just didn't sit with the rest of the melody, which I also started futzing with.  When I scrapped my new ideas and decided to see what I could "rescue" from my previous efforts--I'd been working on it so long by this time that I couldn't just shelve it again--suddenly it started to show promise.  Lyrics started to fall into place as I sang them over and over and over and fucking over, trying to get that winning take and the melody, certainly challenging to someone like me with a "Land of a Thousand Dances" voice, started to smooth itself out.  It just struck me last night *foont!* that all along I had been merely learning the song, that the writing of it had been done for weeks, probably longer............duh, Jaxon, DUH......

Oh--part of the problem, too, has been recording my voice.  The mics I have are fairly sensitive and my voice has been coming out a bit shrill (yikes!) here and there in all my heart-felt expressiveness (i.e., too damn loud).  Oh, yes, simply perfect for a LOVE SONG.  Oy.....

Finally, tonight, I grabbed the "play mics" in our basement that I let The Kid and her pals use through some beater guitar amps, and sure as hell, the 25 year old Audio-Technicas sounded fantastic, capturing the voice in the close-up manner I had been trying to achieve without studio voo-dooery.....

So, it's closer than ever to completion now, having really taken shape in the last day or two and my enthusiasm for the piece has increased GREATLY since I finally figured out how the damn thing goes.....a bit of percussion on it today went a long way, too.  The words have been fairly difficult though, because I've had someone in mind while writing it and there's always the problem of assessing just what is "good enough" for someone you love. ......the answer: Nothing.....*smiles!*  Yeah, so it's an instrumental now and.....*laughs!*......just kidding.....

Anyway.....going to go mix what I've got to check the sound for further recording efforts tomorrow......so, let me go kick Kato off the computer......

--JR

P.S.  I swear, I'm not writing anything except really simple rock/blues numbers from here on out.....even C. will be able to play 'em!
P.P.S.  Sorry for the scattered sounding nature of this missive.....my brain's pretty fried right now....
P.P.P.S.  I LOVE the pic--you are so adorable!

 
Current Location:
Waaay back on the porch....
Current Mood:
Somewhat satisfied
Current Music:
You really think I can stand to listen to music right now????
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Testing, testing.......is this on?  Hellohello?  *tap-tap-tap*  AH--there we go---back on!


Well, HELLO!  How are ya'?  I gotta tell ya'--Green is really a great color on you.....

Wow--I'm ERASING tonight, Ladies and Gentlemen!  *laughs!*  Some people can type 35 wpm, I can erase all that and then some!  You wouldn't believe what just got stricken from the record!  I really make myself laugh sometimes!

People should NOT drink and blog...

HEY--there you are!  We've been bounced off the interweb for the last couple days!  The only explanation I got from any of the Charter reps I spoke to was that there was a "Local Network Outage" and that there was a rather non-specific fix time (one agent said 2 hours, another, THE NEXT DAY, said 7 or 8 hours but that it would be fixed with continuing "intermittent outages."  What the fnck?!  So far though, after having Charter ping my modem, it seems to be working all right.  Sorta.  Couple connection failures. The speed, though, crap, is around 15 mbps d/l time; really fast, at least for us.  I'm guessing part of it is that other people on our node haven't fired back up yet and so we're getting a heaping bowlful of signal.  I've rather regarded the internet as a toy first and a reference library second but I had no idea how much I've grown accustomed to checking the email and news and weird news and entertainment news and baseball news and then screwing around like watching the We Five on YouTube singing You Were On My Mind, and then finding a version of Venus by Shocking Blue from both the 60s and the TWO-THOUSANDS when the lead singer was likely on death's door and looked horrible and sounded like life had not been kind to her in any part of her recent history.....I keep forgetting: You cannot UNSEE things......anyway, yes, I was talking about the Interweb.....I've always thought that I would miss it about as much as Cable Televsion (not at all) but now that it's been out for a couple days, I've seen how I've come to rely on it more than I thought....

Venus by Shocking Blue.  That could be on a favorite songs disc.  But probably not on the one I'm making for C.  You out there?  Man, you are just really fucking amazing, more and more, every second..........I'm so puzzled in many ways about you......

And I'm still just so, well, struck by the note you sent.....I mean, you did send it to the RIGHT PERSON, didn't you?? *smiles!*

Okay, I can tell my mind is definitely far afield tonight so I'm a-gonna saunter off to bed........to dream of a sunny day and laughter and a picnic lunch and music, sweet music......oh, man, can't wait for that day.....

Ah, now I'm erasing before even writing---getting smarter by the moment in my old age....

Good night and I Love You~

--J


Current Location:
Were else? Porchville, USA, Population 1
Current Mood:
Feelings and Reelings
Current Music:
Nope--just the typeity=type=type of the keyboard....
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Ahoy~

I came across these lines by a fellow named Scranton Merriweather, a writer of notoriety, or perhaps a notary who writes, (the record's unclear on the matter) and they so nicely summarize that slippery notion of love, especially as it pertains to people who hold language and writing quite close to their hearts, that I thought I would share it.  Take it away, Scranton:

"I was always quite taken with her but I didn't know it was really Love until I realized one night that she was the woman I imagined I was writing to all these years.  You know how you have a perfect reader in mind to focus your work?  SHE was my imaginary perfect reader come to life and she completely got me like no one else ever had.  How could I not love her when she gave me such freedom?" 

How indeed?  Could you imagine what it would be like to meet Your Reader?  The person who really "gets" your every word?  Someone, to whom you could write as if only you had to understand it?  How could you not fall in love with her (or him)?  What if you really get her writing, too??  THIS is the person you want to be your Valentine....*smiles!*

With hopes that you all find your Perfect Readers and, of course, Love, oh my, yes, from the Heartland,

--Jaxon

P.S.  Thanks for the C.Notes....I keep rereading and smiling and smiling....

Current Location:
This freezin' porch...
Current Mood:
Just really happy....
Current Music:
None--working on love poetry for some odd reason...*smiles!*
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"In all my 30 years as a doctor, I've never seen anything like it......" --  My Colonoscopy Doctor

Huh?  Wha?  How'd you people get here?  Did I already start writing?  Did I already ask you that? ("Yes, several times now.")

Well, heh-heh-heh-loooooo........

Yes, I AM still alove--or even alive--alive is what I meant to type, so here I am, still existing (Did I already start typing?) after my colonoscopy procedure this morning.  Naturally, it had to be a snowy day, which caused ANOTHER patient to be LATE, which in turn had me waiting a fuckin' HOUR on a GURNEY.......or was it a Guernsey?  It felt more like a Guernsey, as far as comfort goes.  Everthing is still rather shrouded in a haze of amnesia....

Everyone at St. Mary's were WONDERFUL, KIND and PROFESSIONAL through and through, even if the prep nurse managed to draw blood while setting up my IV.  I mean, drew blood as in, I Feel Something Running Down My Hand..... but (Ha! there's that funny word again!) everything turned out okay with only a small bruise and some swelling to show for the trouble.

So, after my hour wait, I'm wheeled in to the Operating Theater.  Okay, so it's a small room packed with equipment and dimly lit; warm.  Computer monitors are placed strategically to guide the doctors "magic wand."  He introduces himself and makes adjustments on the equipment.  One nurse is taking vitals, another has The Good Stuff in hand.  "Hi, I'm Stephanie," says Nurse Stephanie.

"Hello, Stephanie."

"I'm so cold," she complains to another nurse, "is the heat on?  I'm so cold, I mean, I'm so hot (ha-ha) but I'm freezing...."  To prove her point, she lays her hands on my arms.....they practically sizzle because I'm nearly roasting myself.  Stephanie tells me that she's about to inject me with something to relax me and that I'll start feeling weird.

She pushes the plunger into my IV............waiting for that arctic/molten cascade.........and.............AND NOTHIN'!  Booo! I have no idea what they used on me but I didn't feel a thing.  And certainly, my brain wasn't starting to spin-dance like a deadhead......

Nurse Stephanie asks, "Have you ever done this before?  I need you to roll onto your left side."

"Have I done this before?  Sure.  I've rolled over many times."   The doctor looks up from his work and laughs.  "Haven't heard that one before, have you?"  I know I'm in good hands......

But, suddenly I feel as though I'm levitating off the table.  Everything is getting weird. I can see a monitor with my vital signs, flashing large green numbers, my heart beat skimming a black CRT sea.  I feel a push at my backside.  Again.  Again, but harder.  Harder yet and with pain deep inside me.  "Roll on your stomach...." is the last thing I hear before I wake up in the recovery room, the doctor speaking to Sunny.  He comes over to me and says "In my 30 years, I've NEVER seen a colon like yours.  I almost gave up!  You've got a figure eight and it's crossing back and forth against itself."  He shows me a picture he drew of it for Sunny but I'm in and out.  On the other side of the drawing are eight FULL COLOR PICTURES of MY COLON......oh, man, am I gonna have THE Christmas card this year.......

I recover quickly--let loose several farts of monumental scope and sound and shortly, I'm released--more likely, kicked out.  Hooray!  Too wobbly to walk, I'm wheeled to the car.  Valet service to the curb is a godsend.  (Ah, just remembered something else: Sunny stopped at the grocery on the way home.  I remember Jshtree'ts green Model A mural.)

What do I want to eat?  What are we near, Culvers?  Oh, man, I want a Cardiac Burger and fries, and I want it bad, babe!  We stop there---presumably, I remember eating it when home--and the next thing I know, I'm chugging a coke, nibbling some fries and just carnivoring into the burger....all on top of the "morning pills" that I had waited to take until after the procedure.  When finished, we went outside for a smoke.......

Now, my body was feeling a bit unstable and just a little nauseous but my BRAIN was just dying for a smoke.  So, my brain--fogged in over Heathrow as it was--won out.  About 5 minutes after the smoke, I was hunched over the kitchen sink, going BLEEEUURRRGGGG.......

Fortunately, not much came out, so I got some "nourishment."  (Juli is just cringing right now I'm sure.)  And I ended up stumbling out to, right here, this wonderful porch, where I plopped down on the couch in a position that would be comfortable for probably 90 seconds and passed out for the next TWO HOURS.  When I was finally awakened by The Kid coming home, I COULD BARELY FUCKING MOVE, I was so stiff....(and not the fun kind.)

Had a small bite for dinner and then spent the rest of the night in front of the fire....... asking the same questions over and over.....a complete amnesia case.  (I'm amazed the effect lasted so long.  I'll have to see if I can find out what they nuked me with.)  Of course, I was providing my own "home remedies," this evening, so perhaps the combination is what was turning my memory into bouillabaisse.   I think I thanked Sunny about 40 times before the night was through.  One thing I HAVE to remember, is to send the staff there a Thank You note for their kind care, good humor and great people.....

And In The End........the doctor told me everything looked good (except for having a "very rendundant colon; no polyps."  I think he meant "redundant," but I haven't looked it up yet........his closing words to me, "See you in 10 years."

Music, man, simply music.....

Hope y'all had a good day.....I am going to go crash land for awhile.....

Yours~

--Jaxon

P.S. And, of course,my thanks to C., who once more made me feel like I'm invincible..
 


Current Location:
That Sweet, Sweet Porch...
Current Mood:
groggy RELIEVED!
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Well......I'm just slick as a whistle......

Oh, Hello!!  How wonderful to see you again!  I missed you, too!

Well, the colonoscopy is scheduled for later today and I've gone through the "Preparations" (not the Preparation H's).  I had to drink this stuff called Magnesium Citrate--that was the opening act.  Wow.....I've gotta tell you......this is some vile stuff....it was only 10 oz of liquid to drink (although, in retrospect, I probably should've checked the label more carefully--something this bad tasting can't POSSIBLY go down the gullet!) and I--the guy who can do straight shots of 100+ proof bourbon without blinking an eye, had to really force it down.  It tasted what I imagine Lemony Pledge would taste like if you were to squirt it into your mouth and swallow it.....(don't do that--don't even THINK about doing that!)  I mean, FUCKIN' BLEAGH!!!!!!!  I mean, REALLY FUCKIN' BLEAGH!!!!!!  Really nasty......and THAT was just the warm up....

Next came the GALLON JUG of mix, called something snappy like PEG-1284.......which, by comparison, tasted like slightly salty water....at first.  As I slammed through it (10 oz. every fifteen minutes), it slowly started to leave a taste of candlewax in my mouth.....but, at least it was better than the magnesium citrate....

Try drinking 10 oz. of ANYTHING, every 15 minutes, for a couple hours....

It only took about 2/3 of a gallon to clean me out BUTT good--har-har......

I actually felt worse BEFORE drinking it.  No food all day, feeling a bit woozy and in need of a V8 potassium boost (which I couldn't have--not a clear liquid), I thought I was destined to just float uneasily, queasily, and light-headed until the procedure was finished the next day (later today now).....BUT it turns out that PEG-1284 (or whatever it's called) is packed full of ELECTROLYTES and, damn, I've been feelin' right perky all night.  Hungry, sure, now that I'm completely fucking cleaned out from stem to stern, but still, pretty good for not having eaten anything solid in the last 18 hours....

Okay......to "pass" the time (my, how I make-a myself laugh!), I decided to go the iPod route: Music.  Always a great healer to me.  Listened to Tom Waits' Nighthawks at the DIner (for the laughs and tunes) and then skipped around a bit.  At one point, I was, uh, evacuating and singing while doing so: The Roches, My Sick Mind......I've probably just insured years of psychotherapy for Kid Kato.....

Ah, nuts, should've been listening to George singing All Things Must Pass.....(yuk-yuk-yuk!)

Anyway....part one of the procedure is DONE!  Next is to slug through the snowstorm (they better not cancel this procedure or there's gonna be TROUBLE!) and then comes......>The DRUGS<........

There's nothing quite like pharmaceutical grade anesthetics/painkillers......just something about feeling that cold/burn rush up your arm, the tingling and then, so quickly, the dreamscape of twilight unconsciousness......I really see how people can become junkies.....that's my pay-off for taking care of my health: enjoying a really great rush in a controlled environment.....

Wow--that just sounds terrible but, alas, it's true.  I mean, give me a good pipeful of some strong grass any day--I could never in a million years shoot-up or take painpills for laughs--but these......how can you not like 'em???

Anyway, the worst is over--I believe--so let's hope things continue "smoothly" (ah, stop it, you're killin' me!)......the main question now is: WHAT AM I GONNA GOB DOWN WHEN I'M AWAKE ENOUGH TO HAVE SOMETHING TO EAT??!?!  Pretty sad when a Kentucky Fried Rhino ad had me drooling earlier......

Okay, that's it from this end.....errrrr......welll.......you know......

With Love from the Heartland~

--Jaxon


Current Location:
My back porch HAHAHA!
Current Mood:
Tentative
Current Music:
Nuttin' right now.....
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I'm all geared up from recording.  WHEEE-HAH!!!  The "new" song is coming along nicely, as a TODDLER should....*smiles!*

Oh, sorry, where are my manners?  C'mon in!

As of 2-3-10, my wife and I have been living together TWENTY-NINE YEARS!  (Actually, more: we'd been living together on and off for about a year before.)  So, I've been living with the same person since I was 20 (ooooh, I bet my parents were delighted by their kid shacking up with an older woman....) and in all that time, we've been apart for maybe a total of two weeks, tops. All the other days we've spent together, happy or bickering, but always the very, very best of friends.  She's completely incompatible with me on a few fronts and we've had some doozies of arguments--there were times where I didn't think I'd ever speak to her again--but I think that's what balances us out so nicely, even if we drive each other insane once in a while.  She's also The Best Mom I could've found to hatch and help raiseThe Kid....and it shows....

If you have a best friend like this, you're very lucky!  Go give 'em a big hug 'n' a kiss--they're a precious human to have in your life!  If I had it to do over, I would choose marrying my best friend any day, even for all the pitfalls that friendship can sometimes bring....

So, here's to ya', Sunny J.!  I love you and hope we make it around the sun many more times before it's all over...!

Mmmmwah!

--J

P.S.  J.'s surgery went okay; docs will find out more about how her brain's doing tomorrow.  Yikes!


 


Current Location:
As Usual, the Porch...
Current Mood:
Happy!
Current Music:
Just a mix of what I recorded...
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