Wednesday, July 16, 2008

  • Soon will come, soon will last. Wait.

    Ten and 2/3 points to the first person to identify the title without cheating.

    I was loading up a television episode on the computer to watch before turning in for the night.  My mouth was getting restless, so I found a sucker for it- one of those See's Candy big rectangular ones.  I just grabbed a sucker and put it in my mouth (that's the only way to have suckers).  I mean, with a 40-minute episode, I'd get through it no problem.

    Problem.

    The episode had started loading correctly, but then the website went down.  I had just gotten a good start on the sucker, and you know how horribly sticky it gets when you try to save it... yeah, I know, wax paper or something... but it's not the same.

    So now I'm sitting here doing nothing but trying to finish this huge See's Candy chocolate sucker.  It's lovely, but it's a lot of work to eat quickly without breaking your teeth off.

    ...I know, life's rough, eh?  :)

Monday, July 14, 2008

  • Pit-bull headaches


    Ever heard the stories about how pit bulls have locking jaws? It's pretty scary. It is said that once they latch on, they can hang on forever if they want to. This is part of why pit bulls have a reputation of being safety hazards and are so greatly desired in dogfights.

    Today I had such a headache. It sunk its teeth in and didn't let go. At first it was fierce. After a while, the fight was over, the headache had won, and yet it hung on. I was frustrated. I had missed an entire day at work, I had accomplished nothing useful, and I had not been able to sleep to kill dead time.

    As of right now, I would say I'm about 90% over this headache. According to wikipedia, the "locking jaw" stories have no scientific support. Let's hope my cranial assailant will also soon withdraw its pointy porcelains after this unfortunate episode.


    Completely unrelated topic: I just started a list to help me organize my thoughts. No, I won't tell you what it contains, but I expected to end today with about 12-15 entries, and so far I have 47.

    Guess I have more thoughts than I thought!
     

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

  • D-F-Bb-C-F-A

    EDIT: Never mind.  Not going.  Oh well, I will survive!


    That's right, ladies and gents, I'm gonna see Wicked tomorrow- for the first time ever!  With my beautiful girlfriend!

    I know, I shouldn't just GIVE it away with hints like the obvious polychordal voicing of a second-inversion IV9/IV, a signature sound of Schwartz's.  Perhaps less so than Williams' C(add9#11)  or his  I∆4/2... but still characteristic of his own style.

    Is it bad that I have other examples? 

Monday, July 07, 2008

  • Moral of the Story? I'm awesome.


    Yes, that's right, I'm awesome.

    How, you ask?  Well, I got an email just before going to bed on Sunday night from an old contact asking for a transcription.  He needed it by Thursday and asked if I could do it.  I wrote back saying "Yes", "What exactly do you need", and "How much are you paying me", even though I pretty much knew the answers.  It's always good to get it in writing.

    Anyway, I decided to do a bit before going to bed, so I pulled the mp3 into logic, saw it was a 6-minute song, and then quickly made a tempo map to line up the midi with the audio.  I was about to turn in when I thought, "I'll just put in a couple notes, because that's the fun part."  After putting in all the notes (don't worry, I only had to transcribe the vocals), I realized I had forgotten to stop.  Strangely enough, only an hour and a half had elapsed.  I saved the file and went to bed.

    Today I got home from work and thought, "I should really work on that song so I can get it to him extra early.  Then I'll look really good."  So after downloading and watching a feature-length film online, a few YouTube videos and making/eating dinner, I got started.  After an hour, I took a break and talked to Charmaine for a while.  Before hanging up, I predicted I had an hour left of solid work before I finished.  Half an hour later, I had sent off the completed chart.

    Three hours total!  Yes, I do believe I'm awesome.  Why?  Because I managed to get the job done quickly, accurately, and without stress or food delay/deprivation.


    Let's see, what's going on this week?  I might be going to see some kinda smash-hit musical (though I need to get invited first), I'm going to Mary's birthday party, I'm running sound at a wedding (on my church's brand-new soundboard), I'm playing keys at church, and Charmaine might just be joining me there.  Yippee!


    Movie reviews:
    Get Smart - Excellent!
    Wall-E - Cute.  And I use that word sparingly, so please understand my full meaning.
    Prince Caspian - Ok, but nothing to write home about.  Harry Gregson-Williams needs to suck up his pride and use big drums in the battle scenes like everyone else.  There's a reason everyone writes with big drums, and it's a good one.  Be a sellout!  Jump on the bandwagon!  Use your artistry in HOW you use the big drums, but PLEASE, give us some drive!  (ok, I'm done)
    The Happening - Interesting, even riveting in places, but a letdown in the end.
    Citizen Kane - Never seen it, why do you ask?
    Hancock - Fairly entertaining, a few LOLs, but also some pretty sizeable turnoffs.
    Italian Job - I know, I'm behind, I just now saw it.  It was good, but Ocean's 11 was more interesting.
    V for Vendetta - Also a first (not counting half-watching at a party).  Very cool stuff, disturbing, and I love Tchaikovsky, so this one wins 4 out of 5 chocolate dipped pretzels from my inner critic.
    Léon the Professional - Speaking of disturbing!  Very well-made, full of interesting characters, discomfort, and an ending worth all the "should I really keep watching this?" moments.


Tuesday, July 01, 2008

  • Watched two movies last night online- both were first-times for me.  My reviews in a nutshell:
    1. Kung Fu Panda- Fun, clean, predictable, but still enjoyable.  The crane sounds like Tobias Fünke.
    2. Die Hard (1)- good action flick, strong language, dated but not unbearable, implausible but awesome.

    In closing, WATCH THE VIDEO on my last post.  Spontaneous comedic duet!

Thursday, June 26, 2008

  • Us, Them, She, Wii, It, and Him.

    First off, I'm publicly declaring in the Xangaverse that I am in love with a wonderful, beautiful girl.  No jokes this time like with the Aloe Vera or the Jaguar.  This time is the real deal.  I'm not afraid to say it, and I pray that I get to say it for a very long time.

    On a totally opposite end of the spectrum, I heard at work today that a coworker in the Eiro project trailer just lost her husband to a heart attack.  It was pretty rough on a lot of the folks I work with, though I don't really know this lady.  Some other unfortunate misinformation was distributed that made it even more difficult for a while.  Sometimes life and death just don't seem to make sense.

    Next, my roommate brought home a Nintendo Wii this week.  He's been playing it a lot.  I spent about 2 hours one day playing and haven't touched it since... but it's fun, and the sport games I can actually play ok!

    Today I had dinner with my sister.  We talked about stuff.  A good deal of stuff.  I'm glad to finally have caught up with her- she's often on the go, so this was good.

    Tomorrow, I am going to see Wall-E with Charmaine.  I love Pixar movies.  I'm curious to see if it feels slow during the non-dialogue segments... after all, it's a robot.  2001: A Space Odyssey, anyone?

    And lastly, APU has its Annual Day of Prayer tomorrow.  Every staff and faculty member on campus is supposed to meet for a day of prayer and refocusing on Christ and the year before us.  I don't object to prayer, corporate worship, or even setting an entire day aside to do so.  I just wish it wasn't a Friday!  Fridays are my single day back in the office- a chance to catch up (somewhat) on office stuff.  I treasure Fridays for that reason, because it's like that rush you get when spring cleaning- weekly.  Work has been stressful and full of responsibility lately, and Friday is the day to sort out the dirty laundry you've been throwing in the corner all week... even if all you do is throw it in the right basket.  At this point, it looks like I'm putting everything aside and letting God teach me to listen again.  Last year, He taught me that sometimes listening to Him means also noticing the air escaping from your tire, so you might as well spend your solitary devotional time at the shop getting a patch.  I'm praying this year's lesson won't be quite as expensive.

    Ok, that paragraph got long.  I guess that shows how well I come alive when I'm complaining.  Yippee!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Thursday, June 12, 2008

  • Let me sum up.

    I just received a report that some of you are dying to know what is up in the life of the sc0tlas.  First, I hold a special place in my heart for you folks, though I admit to being a mite concerned for you.

    There's been so much going on, it's hard to get it all out, so rather than really digging deep and processing (as two of you may remember I have only ever promised this, but never followed through), I'll give you quick snippets of stuff.

    1. Yes, I still have a girlfriend.  She liked that poem I posted.  So much that she left California for 10 days with her family.  Ok, it was on a vacation that they started planning way before she knew I existed.  They went to Hawai'i, and apparently it was a great trip.  We spoke on the phone a fairly good amount of time.  I have more to say about Charmaine, but I will space it out so as to not induce nausea in the single and bitter.

    2. My room is clean.  Also, organized.  This includes sheet music, bills/other paperwork, and CDs.  For all of this to occur simultaneously is about as miraculous as room-cleaning gets.  Now, for the rest of the apartment!

    3. Before Charmaine left for Hawai'i, I gave her a monkey that related to a weird dream that I had once.  I told her it was a reminder that though she would be gone, she would be in my dreams (all together now: "Awwwwwwwww.....").  Though hopefully the dreams with her would be not as weird as the monkey one.  Anyway, she named the monkey Vines Narquod.  Vines was the name on his little ear-tag, and Narquod is a reference to the dream.

    4. I am working on this crazy-involved process at work.  We're implementing a new info system that affects every member of the APU community.  It will completely change my job once up and running.  For now, I have people back at the office covering my usual responsibilities while I am working in a special project office on the other campus for MONTHS, configuring this system for the university's needs.  It's amazing just how much work it takes to do something like this.  The process is supposed to be finished by preregistration in for Fall 2009, which means March 2009.  Eighteen month process, and we're right in the thick of it.  So pray for us, if you think of it.

    5. Charmaine brought back a ukulele for me!  It wasn't exactly a professional one, but as I am a 100% beginner, it was perfect.  I've since modified it a bit by filing down the nut and the bridge so the strings lie closer to the fingerboard.  This helps tuning a lot, and I'm beginning to be able to play songs on it!

    6. I eat salad for lunch much of the time now.  The eating establishments on West Campus are decent, but the food mart has an option for whatever-you-can-fit-in-the-box-from-the-salad-bar as your main course, plus two sides and a drink for a single meal on your card.  They have been doing well at having a good selection for a little salad bar!  So, I put plenty of stuff in the box, add half the dressing, close the lid and shake to "toss" the salad.  Open, shovel in, enjoy!  Repeat as necessary.

    7. Another post-Hawai'i gift to me was a photo album of Vines Narquod, the dream monkey, getting into mischief in various places throughout Maui.  It was very funny, and there was even the occasional picture of her, which didn't hurt matters at all!

    8. Remember the computer system implementation project I told you about?  This transition is called "Project Eiro".  Eiro is a greek term meaning 'to connect, to bring together'.  Working closely with other departments for a year and a half definitely helps with the connectedness.  Anyway, I'm really growing to appreciate some of the other folks I work with in the Eiro trailer.  They are great, intelligent folks who also crack me up.  Most of them are also data people, so we understand each other well.  You should see our Eiro trailer quote list- it's about 4 1/2 pages already.

    9. I'm sleepy, it's past my bedtime, and thus I am going to sleep.  Goodnight!
     
     

Thursday, May 22, 2008

  • Pray for SCChapman and family

    I remember it vividly.  One lazy evening after school, sitting on the grass in front of my friend's house, she said, "Hey, I want to play something for you" and brought out a tape of Steven Curtis Chapman's latest album (The Great Adventure).  I was hooked instantly.  His music was honest, fun, well crafted, funny in places, and right in line with what I believed.  Overnight, SCC became my favorite musician, and I would spend years collecting every album he ever made.  This love lasted well into my college years, and while lately I haven't followed his music as closely, I still consider him one of the most influential musicians/role models in my life.  (Not to mention he's won 5 Grammys and 54 Dove awards!)

    Many of you have heard the following news already, but for the one of you that do not read Daniel's blog, I wanted to ask you to join in prayer for his family.  The Chapmans have long been a close-knit family: Steven and Mary Beth, their biological children Emily, Caleb and Will Franklin, and the adopted Shaohannah, Stevey Joy and Maria.

    On 5/21/08, Maria, the youngest child (5 years old), was accidentally struck by a car in the driveway of the Chapman home.  The car was being driven by one of Maria's older brothers.  Maria was rushed to the hospital, where she died from the injuries sustained in the accident.

    Original story

    Can you imagine the devastation the parents must feel?  The siblings?  The brother behind the wheel?  Please take a minute and pray for these folks.  They have long been faithful servants, and something like this just doesn't seem to make any sense.

    Steven wrote this nine years ago, yet it speaks to today's news just as powerfully:


    "With Hope"
    by Steven Curtis Chapman

    This is not at all
    How
    we thought it was supposed to be
    We had so many plans for you
    We had so many dreams
    And now you've gone away
    And left us with the memories of your smile
    And nothing we can say
    And nothing we can do
    Can take away the pain
    The pain of losing you, but ...

    We can cry with hope
    We can say goodbye with hope
    'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no
    And we can grieve with hope
    'Cause we believe with hope
    There's a place where we'll see your face again
    We'll see your face again

    And never have I known
    Anything so hard to understand
    And never have I questioned more
    The wisdom of God's plan
    But through the cloud of tears
    I see the Father's smile and say well done
    And I imagine you
    Where you wanted most to be
    Seeing all your dreams come true
    'Cause now you're home
    And now you're free, and ...

    (chorus)


    We have this hope as an anchor
    'Cause we believe that everything
    God promised us is true, so ...

    We can cry with hope
    We can say goodbye with hope
    'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no
    And we can grieve with hope
    'Cause we believe with hope
    There's a place by God's grace
    There's a place where we'll see your face again
    We'll see your face again

    So we can cry with hope
    And say goodbye with hope
    We wait with hope
    And we ache with hope
    We hold on with hope
    We let go with hope


Sunday, May 18, 2008

  • Pinano! Pinano!

    Ever seen the Victor Borge sketch where he plays a duet with an Armenian guy and it's funny?



    Well, got ten minutes?  These folks have taken the piano-four-hands concept from funny to (dare I say it?) sexy...



Wednesday, May 14, 2008

  • To quell or confirm those rumors...

    Dear faithful inhabitants of Xangaland (and those in the neighboring country of Facebook),

    So much has happened since we last exchanged words!  First, and certainly not least, I am now officially "in a relationship" with a beautiful girl named Charmaine. My boss sings with her at church and decided to introduce us. And the rest, as they say, is water over the bridge...  

    ... or DO they say?


    Charmaine has been my girlfriend since Sunday, April 27th.  Recently we passed the two week mark (or the "fortnight" mark, if you're into awesome words).  Yippee!

    This weekend I went to Denver for work.  It was great!  While on the flight back, I began to write a message for Charmaine.  In the interest of sharing my literary triumphs, failures and fumbles, I give you... that very poem:
    ------------------

    Sitting in a flying boat
    Some six miles over Arizon',
    Upon my girl I thought I'd dote
    With poetry in lieu of phone.

    Humor was th'initial rope
    Which lasso'd this, my heart once flimsy.
    Countless... wiles? Enchantments? Nope-
    But QUALITIES have since convinced me:

    "Beautiful" may not suffice
    To capture half your smile.
    "Intelligent" is pretty nice-
    You beat it by a mile.

    "Gracious", "Thoughtful", "Gen'rous"-
    These have also come to mind.
    "Sarcastic" (when the time is right)
    But otherwise, you're "Kind".

    You may have noticed that I just
    Did sacrifice the rhyme.
    Might as well kill the meter while I'm at it.

    A girl with talent such as yours
    Can prove quite hard to find,
    Yet modest manner underscores
    The gifts which God assigned.

    Your eyebrows move, each on its own!
    I must say, that's a plus.
    You're cheerful when the wind has blown
    And greatly your hair mussed.

    You've handled well the ghastly shock
    Debunking my "perfection".
    In "Excellence", you're highest stock-
    Conceit below detection.

    Your parents done a real good job
    I'm really glad to know 'em,
    They raised you not to be a slob,
    But they don't fit this poem...

    "Honesty" is where you're at,
    Yet myst'reeeeeeeee you've too.
    Beauty?  Did I mention that?
    I'd best make sure I do.
    Yeah, I think I did.  At least about your smile. 
    But really, you're oozing with the stuff.
    Whew!

    Of the finest gifts that you possess
    All others this exceeds:
    Your love for God is manifest
    In all your words and deeds.

    Increasingly I value you,
    With reasons far from cursory
    And hope this poem may just queue
    A swell Fortnight-iversary!

Sunday, April 27, 2008

  • New, News, Gnus.

    New  -  adj.   Of recent origin, production, purchase, etc.; having but lately come or been brought into being

    New describes a lot of things right now.  New is the video camera that I now own.  New is a computer system that I have been very involved with configuring for APU over the past 6 months and will be for the future year.  New is a growing relationship with a wonderful girl that I met under very unlikely circumstances.  New is my courage to try unfamiliar things.  New is my resolve to put some of my bad habits to rest once and for all.

    News  -  n.  A report of a recent event; intelligence; information

    My life is also full of news.  My sister was just re-baptized into the Christian Orthodox church.  I went to the service (my second time at her new church), and though it was a little different than most churches I've attended, she's found a place that she seems to be calling home.  This, if you know my sister, is a big deal.  News is that on Thursday I'm playing piano for a show in Monrovia.  I will have no rehearsal- just talking through the score with Robby, whom I am replacing for a single performance.  Other news involves the fires above Monrovia/Arcadia/Sierra Madre.  They were spreading very quickly today, and watching it makes one feel utterly powerless.  News is that on a walk today with the aforementioned girl, we passed a place that looked familiar.  I said, "Huh, that looks like where Jay and Faith live, but I don't remember."  I then spotted a man on the stairs, and said, "Hey, Jay!"  He invited us in, gave us Orangina, and we spent some time talking with him, Faith, and a few of their other guests. 

    Also in news is that my boss, Daniel, is leaving the UG Registrar's Office to pursue a rapidly growing career as an all-around musician.   He told me a few days ago, and I couldn't concentrate on anything else that day, because I realize the impact he has had on me through the years.  Daniel and I are very similar in many ways, and very different in many ways.  We are both musicians specializing in voice, piano, arranging, conducting, and technology.  My first semester at APU I was scared out of my wits, and he was kind enough to help me along in little ways.  He was Al Clifft's student conductor in UCO, something that I always wanted to do.  He was a tech in our music computer lab- one of the few that was well respected by his fellow students.  He accompanied the choirs at Covina High School for a time.  He took music jobs that seemed way over his head, only to find that God was faithful in bringing him things that he was just equipped enough to accomplish.  He took a step of faith and applied for a job in a registrar's office, an unlikely place for a musical talent of his caliber.

    In all these areas, I've followed his lead in a way.  I've had the honor of bringing encouragement to several UCO newbies, I conducted for Al and Rod in UCO for years, I became a music lab tech (much because someone I helped in the lab said, "Wow, you're like the next Daniel Semsen!" and I was honored), I played piano for CHS, I have taken (and survived) gigs outside my alleged skills, and I've now worked in the UG Reg Office for 11 months.

    I've looked up to Daniel for 7 years, despite how mean I am to him most of the time.  When I beat him in the weight-loss competition, when I trounced his record in the crowd-counter speed competition, when I pointed out his spelling errors and laughed at him for the Reply-All email that will go down in history, I did so out of love.  Daniel has inspired me to do well as a student, a working musician, and an administrator.  I continue to secretly look up to him, even though I make fun of him to his face.  Daniel, you will be sorely missed in the quadruple-wide UG Reg trailer, and I pray TONS of blessing on you and your family during your newest chapter of awesomeness.


    Gnu  -  n.  Stocky, oxlike antelopes of the genus Connochaetes, the silver-gray, white-bearded C. taurinus of the eastern African plain and the black, white-tailed C. gnou of central South Africa: recently near extinction, the South African gnu is now protected.  Also called wildebeest.

     


    These are gnus. ^^  They are watching... always watching...

     

Thursday, April 24, 2008

  • Oh, the thinks I can think

    I've had a lot to think about today.  Not that I didn't before, but especially now.

    Also, it seems I'm subbing for a show next week.  Piano/conductor for a day, no rehearsals.  Please turn in your sc0tlas hymnals to #323, entitled "Eeeek!".

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Sunday, April 13, 2008

  • Life sentences

    Sentences are powerful things.  They have the ability to give us the comfort we need, awaken the greatest joys of our lives, invite the sadness that can drive us to the depths, or create the fears that haunt us.  The words of the sentence are not often remembered- most are forgotten before they have been completely uttered.  While sentences of great importance can affect generations far beyond their original audience, others seem to last only as long as a loaf of bread, a snowflake in Azusa, or pogs.  Either way, every sentence has some effect that would not have existed otherwise.

    As I see it, most of us begin learning to classify the consequences of sentences early.  We learn that sometimes things get us what we want, and other times they get us a time-out (or a good ol' fashioned wallop).  As we grow, our refinement of these cause/effect conclusions increases, and we learn to wield the negative powers of our sentences: exactly how to make our parents furious, how to crush the feelings of a vulnerable heart, or how to attract the wrong kind of attention. 

    Many never take the time to learn the sentences that can make positive changes.  Even if we know them, it often takes more courage to open that part of us to let them out.  The thing is, one sentence coming from the right place can break the effects of another sentence that has shackled someone for years.  We neglect to say them because of pride, apathy, or fear.  We forget that the cost to us is far less than the benefit to others.  We forget that while every moment is brief, the choices we make every moment count, and "next time" may not come.  What we do now has an effect for eternity.

    Give people "life sentences".