And You Were There, And You...
Or whatever Dorothy says at the end.
It's a real place, though for some reason I thought it was RC. (It's Episcopal.) All West Coasters please forgive me for not knowing. I've only barely been west of the Mississippi. But I have been eastward all the way to Prague. I mean, I didn't think it was fictional, just maybe that the real place went by another name. Nevermind. It might be my second favorite Decemberists song. I can play it! Can't sing it though!
Playing With Myself
While I’m here at this thing I’m playing a stupid game (no, not chess—after I ventured into some online tournaments a few years ago I’ve felt kinda burned about the ancient art; people lie about their rating so they can crush people like me, to boost their fragile ego, I suppose?). It’s called “Make a (Deaf and) Dumb Song.” Dumb as in dumb, and dumb as in mute. It’s probably very unacceptable to say Dumb anymore. Verbally challenged? Non-speaking? Who knows? Anyway, I go into GarageBand and put up some loops without having any idea what they will sound like. Then, later I listen to it when I’m out of the session.
No great masterpieces yet.
I think all those monkeys typing will get to War & Peace before I get to a symphony.
Actually I did play some chess. The computer beat me. Of course it did! Unless I dumb it down, it plays at about 2200 or above! That’s like International Master, right below Grandmaster! And I’m maybe 1000 at best (?) That was the provisional rating I got from the internet thing.
Strange internet factor: I can GET mail at the hotel, but can’t send it. I guess I need to finally set up that yahoo or hotmail account.
[There should be a picture here, but my ISP says I got no more space. I'll have to have words with them in the morning.]
Or whatever Dorothy says at the end.
It's a real place, though for some reason I thought it was RC. (It's Episcopal.) All West Coasters please forgive me for not knowing. I've only barely been west of the Mississippi. But I have been eastward all the way to Prague. I mean, I didn't think it was fictional, just maybe that the real place went by another name. Nevermind. It might be my second favorite Decemberists song. I can play it! Can't sing it though!
Playing With Myself
While I’m here at this thing I’m playing a stupid game (no, not chess—after I ventured into some online tournaments a few years ago I’ve felt kinda burned about the ancient art; people lie about their rating so they can crush people like me, to boost their fragile ego, I suppose?). It’s called “Make a (Deaf and) Dumb Song.” Dumb as in dumb, and dumb as in mute. It’s probably very unacceptable to say Dumb anymore. Verbally challenged? Non-speaking? Who knows? Anyway, I go into GarageBand and put up some loops without having any idea what they will sound like. Then, later I listen to it when I’m out of the session.
No great masterpieces yet.
I think all those monkeys typing will get to War & Peace before I get to a symphony.
Actually I did play some chess. The computer beat me. Of course it did! Unless I dumb it down, it plays at about 2200 or above! That’s like International Master, right below Grandmaster! And I’m maybe 1000 at best (?) That was the provisional rating I got from the internet thing.
Strange internet factor: I can GET mail at the hotel, but can’t send it. I guess I need to finally set up that yahoo or hotmail account.
[There should be a picture here, but my ISP says I got no more space. I'll have to have words with them in the morning.]
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