I made this song a while ago. It was one of three songs I made while working on a third album. I abandoned the project after a couple of days and this is the only one worth listening too. That being said, I like it. Yes, I know it's repetitive, but come on, it's two minutes and thirty six seconds. Just sit back, relax, make sure you got some bass, and enjoy.
http://alias-seven.bandcamp.com/track/grey
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Levi T Ball
Levi had his first T-Ball practice today. I have to admit I was a little nervous, I just didn't know what to expect.
We found our way to the little guy field and made it just in time for the kick-off parent meeting. Come to find out, Levi is one of four new guys. All the other kids played last season, and some played the season before that. Gulp. Levi and I played catch once. I filled out an order form for his new Red Sox Jersey, what size (small), the name for the back, "Parry", and what number. After some deliberation we went for 17.
Coach then rattled off some stats about the percentage of high school senior baseball players who go on to play in the NCAA, then the percentage of college seniors who go on to play in the Major Leagues. Point being, we're just here to have fun. They don't even keep score, and he said he'd be happy to teach them how to run the bases the right way. That made me feel a bit better but, I wasn't so sure. Some of these kids looked serious. Like Tessa. She was one of the third year vets. She'd run around and flip kid's caps off their head (but not Levi, he didn't have a hat. Just his Spiderman shades).
Coach formed two groups, and it quickly became apparent he divided the veterans from the rookies. The vets went work on grounders with assistant coach Mike, and Levi trotted off with the rookies to practice throwing a tennis ball in a straight line. Come to find out, that's tricky. I think even coach was a little confused about how to correct Levi's wild sidearm spinny toss.
When it was finally the rookies' turn to work on grounders I was proud to see Levi stop the ball in the dirt, but then he tried to throw it to first with his glove hand... That's ok; coach showed him what to do.
After that Levi came over to where I was sitting for a water break. "Did you see that Dad? I was awesome!"
Batting practice was next. Levi dug in the dirt with a stick for about ten minutes while he waited for his turn. "Who's next?" Coach Mike said. I reminded Levi that he was the only one who hadn't gone yet. He walked over to the tee, grabbed a (metal) bat and put on an enormous helmet. Long story short, coach Mike is amazing because within a time span of five minutes, Levi went from not knowing which side of the bat to hold to blasting humdingers off the tee. Now we just need to get him to remember all that by himself during the big game. Gulp.
One more practice run around the bases, another water break or two, and it was time to learn the... cheer? "Hands in the middle everybody" (Levi wandered off and a kind team dad nudged him back towards the huddle). "One, Two, Three - REDSOX!"
I asked Levi if he had a good time, and he said "Yeah!". And from that moment, he chattered incessantly until we got back to the house. About Star Wars.
We found our way to the little guy field and made it just in time for the kick-off parent meeting. Come to find out, Levi is one of four new guys. All the other kids played last season, and some played the season before that. Gulp. Levi and I played catch once. I filled out an order form for his new Red Sox Jersey, what size (small), the name for the back, "Parry", and what number. After some deliberation we went for 17.
Coach then rattled off some stats about the percentage of high school senior baseball players who go on to play in the NCAA, then the percentage of college seniors who go on to play in the Major Leagues. Point being, we're just here to have fun. They don't even keep score, and he said he'd be happy to teach them how to run the bases the right way. That made me feel a bit better but, I wasn't so sure. Some of these kids looked serious. Like Tessa. She was one of the third year vets. She'd run around and flip kid's caps off their head (but not Levi, he didn't have a hat. Just his Spiderman shades).
Coach formed two groups, and it quickly became apparent he divided the veterans from the rookies. The vets went work on grounders with assistant coach Mike, and Levi trotted off with the rookies to practice throwing a tennis ball in a straight line. Come to find out, that's tricky. I think even coach was a little confused about how to correct Levi's wild sidearm spinny toss.
When it was finally the rookies' turn to work on grounders I was proud to see Levi stop the ball in the dirt, but then he tried to throw it to first with his glove hand... That's ok; coach showed him what to do.
After that Levi came over to where I was sitting for a water break. "Did you see that Dad? I was awesome!"
Batting practice was next. Levi dug in the dirt with a stick for about ten minutes while he waited for his turn. "Who's next?" Coach Mike said. I reminded Levi that he was the only one who hadn't gone yet. He walked over to the tee, grabbed a (metal) bat and put on an enormous helmet. Long story short, coach Mike is amazing because within a time span of five minutes, Levi went from not knowing which side of the bat to hold to blasting humdingers off the tee. Now we just need to get him to remember all that by himself during the big game. Gulp.
One more practice run around the bases, another water break or two, and it was time to learn the... cheer? "Hands in the middle everybody" (Levi wandered off and a kind team dad nudged him back towards the huddle). "One, Two, Three - REDSOX!"
I asked Levi if he had a good time, and he said "Yeah!". And from that moment, he chattered incessantly until we got back to the house. About Star Wars.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Why
Levi: My friend kept asking me why today. Every time I'd say, 'just because'. 'Why are you asking why?' Then he'd say 'why?'
Mom: Sounds like you.
Levi: Why?
Mom: Sounds like you.
Levi: Why?
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Summertime
I grilled out twice this weekend. It is a simple joy: food on fire, the sounds of nature, and a cool beverage. But now... it's back in front of the computer screen for simulations of space-age warfare.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Starcraft Post Two
Nearly three months later I finally get promoted.
Here's where I stand:
From terrible to very bad. Oh Yeah. Here's the thing though... I'm extremely proud of my accomplishment. All my friends who play Starcraft will laugh, but it was tough for me to get out of the bronze league. I was just so, so, bad. I had to improve so much and I had to learn to battle "ladder anxiety". I had to learn how to get better at the game. I watched replays, read strategies online, barraged my friends with questions, watched professional games, and above all just played a lot of Starcraft. In fact, I've put more hours into this game than most any other, and I'm just getting started.
Here's where I stand:
From terrible to very bad. Oh Yeah. Here's the thing though... I'm extremely proud of my accomplishment. All my friends who play Starcraft will laugh, but it was tough for me to get out of the bronze league. I was just so, so, bad. I had to improve so much and I had to learn to battle "ladder anxiety". I had to learn how to get better at the game. I watched replays, read strategies online, barraged my friends with questions, watched professional games, and above all just played a lot of Starcraft. In fact, I've put more hours into this game than most any other, and I'm just getting started.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Meet Cam
The Monte Carlo died. We knew the day was coming but it surprised us nonetheless. Leah drove me around for about two days before she decided she couldn't take it anymore. So, we did a little research, checked over the budget, and bought this fine 2010 Toyota Camry. Leah gets the new car and I get to eat peanut butter sandwiches for the next three years.
Monday, July 16, 2012
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