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You Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'?

So, the haps this weekend. It was a crazy weekend and I still only got about 1/3rd of the stuff on my list done this weekend.

The plan Friday was supposed to be to head over to Duane and Maria's for their Halloween get together and then head over to Jeni Levi's place in Powell for the Class of 90 18yr. Reunion (don't ask...it has something to do with Facebook, though).

So, sounds solid. Except for one thing. I had an IMG (International Media Group, a company that I'm part of with 4 other people that does media production of all kinds) meeting on Saturday and I needed to get a test burn DVD done for the media so we could decide if we were going to take on a particular DVD project or not. Basically I wound up working on that until about 11 or so on Friday night (thereby missing both parties).

And it was OK. By the time Friday evening rolled around, I really wasn't up for partying anyway, so I was glad I had something to work on. And from the looks of things, fun was ha…

RRFC: Last Post, I swear

OK. The DVDs came from each of the 4 cities I was at. So, this will (in all likeliehood) be the last post to talk directly about the week at the Rock and Roll Fantasy Camp. I'll probably update this post with the actual videos at some point, but I'm at work and I don't think editing footage (even on my lunch) that isn't work related is such a hot idea. So-during each camp there was a dude going around with a nice Canon (XL2, I think) and was filming us at the camp (with our counselors)...filming different activities...he got close-up shots of us playing both during the camp and the concerts. It was rad. I felt like a celebutard. So, I get the package in the mail and I'm expecting some high production value (Based on the taking of the footage and the fact that they are charging $50/ea for these things). And I got a mailer...it had 4 slim-line jewel cases (like the kind you get a Office Max 50 for $10) wrapped in a brochure for the camp. Not even some bub…

MyndeFug

First off, to my Facebook peeps, thank you. You know who you are. Secondly-things are going pretty well. This past weekend Dad and I went on our quarterly 'guys only' road trip to Kentucky. There were a few objectives for the trip. Most I knew about, one I didn't until yesterday. The main objective was to hit Durbin, KY and get some homemade apple butter and watch how Sorghum (or SARGUM, if you're older than 50 and from Kentucky or Southern Ohio) is made from cane to syrup (when we went last year, they were just finishing up for the day so we didn't get to see the process). I have pictures and video of that portion of the trip, so I'll be posting those later. We also went out to the family farm. We found out that the guy who bought it wound up selling it.  We also found that the farmhouse burned to the ground (this happened the week I was at RRFC), taking my great aunt's secret stash of cash (of which were sure there were thousands) with it and …

I was shown my own personal matrix today

You take the blue pill and the story ends.
You wake in your bed and you believe whatever you want to believe.

You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland,  and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.



Have you ever had this foundation that you've based several areas of your life on....a construct that you just took at face value as the natural order of things...only to have it completely presented to you in a way that was nothing at all like you had been living (for the past 30+ years)?
All I can say is that I can't go into the details. I promised that I wouldn't. Not for a long while. And that's ok. I don't know that I could tell anyone right now.

All I can really say about it is this....I've had something happen to me today that is very VERY eerily parallel to what happened to Keanu Reeves in the Matrix.
I took the fucking red pill today boys and girls.
And I'm really not sure how far down the rabbit hole goes. I know the entrance to the rabbit hole was sho…

Meme?

I haven't done a frickin' meme since the LJ days. But since I can't really write what's actually on my mind right now, I'll play along. 
This one come from mr. Stew.
46 ODD things about you! If you opened this, FILL IT OUT! Learn

46 things about your friends, and let them learn 46 things about you!
Remember send it back to the person who sent it to you

1. Do you like blue cheese?
Not even on  someone else's plate.

2. Have you ever smoked heroin?
No, but I inhaled burning tires once and lost 4 hours.

3. Do you own a gun?
Not since I've had kids.

4. What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?
I've never been to Sonic. Thanks for rubbing it in!
5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
Not since I embraced my girth.
6. What do you think of hot dogs?
They're so damn awesome, someone should write a song about them...or at least their delivery method.
7. Favorite Christmas movie? It's A Wonderful Life. Look at me! I'm givin' out wings!!
13. What is on…

The Haps as of Late

So...the updates haven't been as frequent as I normally try for. I could blame it on this or that, but the truth is most of the time I don't feel like I have anything interesting enough to warrnant subjecting anyone else to it. So it mostly rattles around in my head. I'm in a weird situation that I would never have imagined 20 years ago. Next week is a 'mini-reunion' of folks from my graduating class at Westerville South. I only found out about it because of the people that starting popping back in my life again on Facebook (which I only set up a profile on because we were going to be using it for Fantasy Football, but didn't). So anyway. It's weird. And if any of you peeps from over in Facebook land are reading this, it's gonna sound weird and maybe bad, but it's not meant to. It's just something that struck me as odd, that's all. So, the oddness is this. Many of the people on that list are people that would not have hung around …

A message from Sammy

Huh? Oh...that's right. Today IS a special day!....it's Tommy's Birthday.



Maybe he'll take me for a special walk for my..er..his birthday.

Hmmm. I guess he went out shopping with those giftcards and dough he got for his B-Day. Oh well, maybe he'll walk me tomorrow.
Happy Birthday Tommy Love, Sammy.

Homecoming Cometh

So, it's no secret that I'm not dealing with this new milestone very well. But it's ok. I'm not totally freaking out or anything. Just more reflection and introspection.  I mean, my baby girl isn't a baby anymore.
Here she is modeling the dress and shoes and necklace and new doo from Kenneth's (Nancy treated).




I haven't seen a smile like that from her in a long time. It was definitely enough to let me know things were gonna be OK.

Object Oriented Programming

In programming, there's this thing called Object-Oriented Programming. As I understand it, you have objects (which are actually portions of code) and instead of rewritng the code later on, you just call the object and it runs the code you already programmed.

I think I'm wired that way. Object Oriented. Only the objects I'm oreinted toward are gadgets. Things that I think I need, but that don't really need (only I don't figure that part out until later, even though Nancy has it figured out from the start).

Take the Nokia N800 and the Bluetooth keyboard I got to go with it (you can google it, it's very cool). And I convinced myself that I needed it because it was portable and I could take it on trips and not have to take my laptop.

What a crock.

I've had it for 2 months. All I use it for now is playing Mahjong on the crapper. Crude, I know, but sometimes the truth stinks. And the truth of this is...I took this thing on a trip with me to Rock Camp...and the whole …

Wha?

I just spent the last 2 hours dress shopping with my daughter. For?
Homecoming.

That's right. She's a freshman this year and decided she wanted to go to homecoming. And, this is really the first "dress dress" we've gotten in a long time. So we were both a little rusty.

Now, Homecoming is this Saturday (Thursday, Friday, Saturday-yep. That's the one).

So, we decided to go with a basic black dress that we'll get more than one night's use out of. And by 'we' I mean Jen, and the two sales girls in the Penny's dress department that helped immensely (one a senior in high school, the other a junior in college-they swarmed in to help, just like that scene in the Ms. Congeniality...you know the one, where the other contestants swoop in to make Sandra Bullock all hot. It was kind of like that. Only there were 2 of them, and this is my daughter, so get your minds right, you pervs). I'd thank them personally but I don't know their names. But they …

Hot Dog

So..you know those people that dress their pets up in Halloween costumes? Yeah, the ones that other people make fun of.





Well, tonight, we have met the enemy...and they are us.




As if the pictures weren't humiliating enough. Video proof of Sammy's owners' silliness.
Yeah. It's OK. I'm not sure I understand what just happened either.

Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt

The studio 're-org' is done (see Darrin, you got all worried for nothing). I didn't really move anything around (much). It was more of a straighten things up so that they'd be more usable when I sat down to edit, compose, write, dream...whatever.


The Slashy is by my desk (with the Line6 and the amp) but the rest of the musical gear is across the room in the corner. Lately Jen's been working on aping the keyboard stylings of her favorite Gothoween group, Nox Arcana, so I set the Roland back up for her to play on . Of course after hearing her first piece "Satanic Puppets," I had to insist on the use of the headphones. (That was not her title, but it's what the wife and me call it when we hear it). So that areay looks a little like this.Some of the books on the top shelf there will probably give way to make room for the four-track. I'm gonna teach Jen to use it so she can start keeping an audio sketchbook (in addition to the hundreds of sketches she …

The Politics of Dancing (around the issue)

So, yesterday I emailed my senator. I sent him my views on the Bailout Bill and asked that he vote against it in its current manifestation. At first I got the automated reply that they received my email...endeavored to personally answer every email blah blah. Here was his very personal reply: ----- Original Message ----- From:Sherrod Brown To:todd@twistedzen.com Sent: Thursday, October 02, 2008 5:38 PM Subject: Reply from Senator Sherrod Brown
Dear Mr. S--

Thank you for expressing your concerns with the problems in the financial sector and how we address them.

A lot of Ohioans, including me, are angry at the thought of bailing out people who made a lot of money making bad business decisions that created problems in neighborhoods across Ohio. I agree that we need to avoid rewarding excessive risk taking. These institutions made unwise decisions, and taxpayers should not be expected to simply cover their losses.

On September 20th, Treasury Secretary Paulson sent a proposal to Cong…

No Room for Henry

Clearly I came into Henry Rollins much too late in life to have any relevance whatsoever.

I picked up "Do I Come Here Often" at Half Price Books Records and Magazines (or HPB for short) for $2.

Clearly I would have gleaned more enjoyment from the 2 Wendy's Doublestacks I could have spent that money on because by page 30, I was done.

This is what people with money did in 1996 before blogs. They journaled. Then they published their journals in the form of an easy to digest and read on the train and look interesting and semi-hip whilst doing it book.

And I'm reading this thing. This book that was written in 1996 when he was in his 30's and he's whining about shit like he's some 19yr old trust fund baby who wonders why the world isn't the way he thinks it should be.

And I just had to give it a big old "WTF, Mate?" I'm missing something. I think what I'm missing is timeliness. If I had started reading/listening/giving two rips about Rollins …

Bye Bye TZP Projects Blog

At one time I thought it was cool to say that I have 7 different blogs. Now it's just a pain in the sitter.

So, I just hit Delete on the TZP Projects Blog. There's a lot that's going on in my life creatively right now (video stuff outside of the church, video stuff inside the church, music...groovy stuff), but to have a completely separate blog now seems weird.

This blog is still the one I turn to most (and the one most of you read...and by you, I mean the 4 people I know for sure actually read this site)-so it only makes sense to post the current happenings in my life (both personal, employee-ical, projectical, etc) here in one place.

I'm gonna kill the other blogs, too. This is gonna be your one-stop shop for all things Todd, TwistedZen, Side One Track One, all that jazz.

Just thought I should warn you.

Bailout Shmailout

Seriously, enough with the bailout talk already. I'm not a Wall Street Investment Firm....I'm ok on house payments....I'm not a gazillionair....it doesn't matter. I hate to say it, but I'd ALMOST prefer to hear all about the Buckeyes and listen to the anchors debate the merits of a 2 quarterback system during an in-conference game against a team that runs primarily the nickel defense (and I HATE it when the local news stations do that shite). You know what effect this whole thing has had on me?  I've had no less than 10 emails from vendors (geeks.com, tigerdirect.com, pcdj, digitaljuice.com) all offer me great deals on product as part of some kind of "Bailout" package. Really? A barebones computer kit for $99 actually has soemthing to do with Wall Street Types making bad on loans they never should have made in the first place? Really? Hmm. Guess I'm not seeing it. And Cut. Ok. We're clear.That was close. Almost went over our allotte…