Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Editors Must Die
Normally, I let little things slide when the Herald Journal publishes my articles. Commonly, all personality ( and intelligence) tends to be edited out of my pieces until it's but a frail skeleton of what I intended. Half the time, my ideas get across regardless.
They do this for various reasons, space being the primary one. I get that. I don't like it one bit, but I get that.
However, when I make comparison's to someone's music, it is NOT okay to change the names being compared.
This week, I discussed how the term singer-songwriter has become synonymous with solely acoustic guitar and now acoustic pop from artists like Jewel (older stuff), John Mayer, and Josh Kelly in a brief introduction to display why Sufjan Stevens is amazing and what sets him apart as an artist.
For some unknown reason, my editor though it okay to change Josh Kelly to Ryan Adams, who is not at all the kind of musician I was discussing.
This bullshit infuriates me. It changes my ideas on the page and misrepresents my analysis and opinion about the music of those discussed.
If there's a bubonic plague outbreak at the Herald Journal offices today...wasn't me.
They do this for various reasons, space being the primary one. I get that. I don't like it one bit, but I get that.
However, when I make comparison's to someone's music, it is NOT okay to change the names being compared.
This week, I discussed how the term singer-songwriter has become synonymous with solely acoustic guitar and now acoustic pop from artists like Jewel (older stuff), John Mayer, and Josh Kelly in a brief introduction to display why Sufjan Stevens is amazing and what sets him apart as an artist.
For some unknown reason, my editor though it okay to change Josh Kelly to Ryan Adams, who is not at all the kind of musician I was discussing.
This bullshit infuriates me. It changes my ideas on the page and misrepresents my analysis and opinion about the music of those discussed.
If there's a bubonic plague outbreak at the Herald Journal offices today...wasn't me.
Good Morning, Internets
Studying this picture makes me lol The kid's face is priceless. It just screams "nom nom nom"
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Plans.
I'm currently in the process of getting my shit together, which. oddly, doesn't carry the same connotations as it would for most people. I am not recovering from some debilitating addiction nor am I trying to get out of some life of crime or fallen virtues. No, I'm quite literally just..getting my shit together. Getting things organized, lined-up, trying to do things that are actually within my power to make me, well, happier, I suppose.
For example, I'm doing some renovating of sorts in my apartment. Trying to cut and toss out boxes and the like that have been lying around since the move, actually go about decorating the place and making it easier to move around. Most of this won't really be completed probably until I return from Seattle. Just to make it a bit more..homey..and Mylesesque. It's neither at the moment, a fact I find distressing.
Also, getting serious in my attempts to leave the office. I'm trying my best to get a full time position at Barnes and Noble, which I think would be lovely and absolutely perfect for me. The office just isn't an environment I personally, creatively, emotionally, or mentally thrive in. If anything, it feels like it has a more detrimental, isolating effect on me, which appears to have grown in the more recent months.
I've done the 9-5. Actually, it's 8:30-5:30, and I abhor the daily grind. I used to appreciate the weekends off and set times, but this was back when I was in school when my schedule was a bit more limited and it made much more sense to be appreciating those things. Now that school no longer strangleholds me into that time frame, the weekend doesn't really mean all that much to be nor does the need for any sort of normal schedule. I can't thrive on that. I'm a night person, and the going to work at 8 every day is killer. With Barnes, I'd at least (in theory and hope) have a bit more variety. So here's hoping on that front.
Currently spinning The Photo Album by Death Cab For Cutie. Well, alternating between The Photo Album and Plans. The Photo Album still remains my favorite DCFC album, although Plans comes in at a very close second. The album's amazingly strong, with a grand sampling of b-sides (particularly "Jealousy Rides With Me" and the resurrection of their stellar cover of "Wold, Shut Your Mouth," one of my favorite DCFC tracks) , but sort of flats out at the end, with "What Sara Said" running too long and sort of spilling into the last two tracks as well. It just sort of wanders, a bit lost, which is a pity because it's enormously strong (stronger than Transatlanticism in my opinion ) until then. But The Photo Album = love...from front to back. Plans does has amazing insert designs and the wonderful Directions project though. I am on the edge of my seat for Narrow Stairs, which drops in may. I can't wait to see where they go from here.
Romantic life is...well...as vacuous as ever. But I'm sort of used to or complacent with the fact that people continue to disappoint me in that department. Right now, I find myself in the odd position of not being too concerned. Though, it's just the mood. It can turn as easily as the wind.
Because, of course, "they say if you’re not lonely alone...boy, there is something wrong." - Nada Surf
Which reminds me: Go out and buy Lucky buy Nada Surf. Now.
For example, I'm doing some renovating of sorts in my apartment. Trying to cut and toss out boxes and the like that have been lying around since the move, actually go about decorating the place and making it easier to move around. Most of this won't really be completed probably until I return from Seattle. Just to make it a bit more..homey..and Mylesesque. It's neither at the moment, a fact I find distressing.
Also, getting serious in my attempts to leave the office. I'm trying my best to get a full time position at Barnes and Noble, which I think would be lovely and absolutely perfect for me. The office just isn't an environment I personally, creatively, emotionally, or mentally thrive in. If anything, it feels like it has a more detrimental, isolating effect on me, which appears to have grown in the more recent months.
I've done the 9-5. Actually, it's 8:30-5:30, and I abhor the daily grind. I used to appreciate the weekends off and set times, but this was back when I was in school when my schedule was a bit more limited and it made much more sense to be appreciating those things. Now that school no longer strangleholds me into that time frame, the weekend doesn't really mean all that much to be nor does the need for any sort of normal schedule. I can't thrive on that. I'm a night person, and the going to work at 8 every day is killer. With Barnes, I'd at least (in theory and hope) have a bit more variety. So here's hoping on that front.
Currently spinning The Photo Album by Death Cab For Cutie. Well, alternating between The Photo Album and Plans. The Photo Album still remains my favorite DCFC album, although Plans comes in at a very close second. The album's amazingly strong, with a grand sampling of b-sides (particularly "Jealousy Rides With Me" and the resurrection of their stellar cover of "Wold, Shut Your Mouth," one of my favorite DCFC tracks) , but sort of flats out at the end, with "What Sara Said" running too long and sort of spilling into the last two tracks as well. It just sort of wanders, a bit lost, which is a pity because it's enormously strong (stronger than Transatlanticism in my opinion ) until then. But The Photo Album = love...from front to back. Plans does has amazing insert designs and the wonderful Directions project though. I am on the edge of my seat for Narrow Stairs, which drops in may. I can't wait to see where they go from here.
Romantic life is...well...as vacuous as ever. But I'm sort of used to or complacent with the fact that people continue to disappoint me in that department. Right now, I find myself in the odd position of not being too concerned. Though, it's just the mood. It can turn as easily as the wind.
Because, of course, "they say if you’re not lonely alone...boy, there is something wrong." - Nada Surf
Which reminds me: Go out and buy Lucky buy Nada Surf. Now.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Good Morning, Internets
They forgot to say for how much...
I may have posted this sometime last year..for some reason I think I did. However, it's a) not in my files and b) still funny.
I may have posted this sometime last year..for some reason I think I did. However, it's a) not in my files and b) still funny.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Good Morning, Internets
The face belonging to the kid in the gray jacket with the cell: priceless. More difficult to see in the shrunken blog photo. Either click or hope for the best we're MySpace buddies.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Good Morning, Internets
McPwned
also...
"Happy Valentine’s Day to all. And to those who hate the day, I say this: Valentine’s Day is a Christian corruption of a pagan festival involving werewolves, blood and fucking. So wish people a happy Horny Werewolf Day and see what happens." -Warren Ellis
also...
"Happy Valentine’s Day to all. And to those who hate the day, I say this: Valentine’s Day is a Christian corruption of a pagan festival involving werewolves, blood and fucking. So wish people a happy Horny Werewolf Day and see what happens." -Warren Ellis
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Good Morning, Internets
This morning's enrety comes in video, a break from tradition that I generally try to avoid for this particular morning program I've been doing; however, Ashleigh "Heartbreaker" Lancaster showed this to me yesterday and I thought it too fantastic not to share. Let's do this!
Monday, February 11, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
Good Morning, Internets
They left out "Just kidding! lolz." And I can't help notice the skin pigment of the perpetrator of the crimes....Just sayin...
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Good Mornin, Internets
All I can say, is I'd hate to be the poor bastards who had to clean the bathrooms...
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
Good Morning, Internets
Now, I'm sure this is meant to convey that a station assistant with aide the handicapped in the pumping of their gas. However..that man is simply too thrilled to be pointing that pump at the chap in the wheelchair. Can't wait to see what happen next!
Friday, February 1, 2008
As you may or may not have noticed, I now have a Twitter account. I'm anticipating downloading a tweet-r to better keep up with it so that I don't have to sign onto the page, and I receive text updates whenever someone on my minute list of people I'm following chooses to update for the time being.
Feel free to follow me and if you're not using some form of your name, tell me who you are and I'll follow you as well.
My name on Twitter is: myleswillsaveus.
Feel free to follow me and if you're not using some form of your name, tell me who you are and I'll follow you as well.
My name on Twitter is: myleswillsaveus.
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