Nah

[Karl Henning]

To salvage, and not to savage? 

[aleazk]

Wow... first time in my life I won over the airline! 

I missed my flight because I didn't arrive to the airport at time due to some *personal issues that required my presence at home* (cof cof... someone was playing the piano and forgot to check the clock... cof cof.)

So, I was expecting to be forced to pay some juicy penalty... but I was informed that, since the original flight was delayed, the airline gives free changes of flights in these cases... thus, I have a new flight now in a few hours and it was free... and they don't know that I was changing it because I arrived ridiculously late rather than due to some supposed incovenient caused by the delay of the original flight 

[Karl Henning]

Wow... first time in my life I won over the airline! 

I missed my flight because I didn't arrive to the airport at time due to some *personal issues that required my presence at home* (cof cof... someone was playing the piano and forgot to check the clock... cof cof.)

So, I was expecting to be forced to pay some juicy penalty... but I was informed that, since the original flight was delayed, the airline gives free changes of flights in these cases... thus, I have a new flight now in a few hours and it was free... and they don't know that I was changing it because I arrived ridiculously late rather than due to some supposed incovenient caused by the delay of the original flight 

I love hearing stories like this.

[Karl Henning]

I walked to the library at lunchtime, to return three DVDs and check out a fourth which they had "on hold" for me.  The branch I can walk to is in the North End, which is Boston's equivalent of "Little Italy."  I saw a seafood ristorante / oyster bar I don't remember ever seeing before, with a typo in the name of the establishment, a misspelling which few of the many tourists to Boston might mark.  The place is called AquaPazza, and just when I was enjoying the name "Crazywater," I realized that it was missing the c in acqua.

Nothing to be done about it now, so cool was maintained.

[Parsifal]

I walked to the library at lunchtime, to return three DVDs and check out a fourth which they had "on hold" for me.  The branch I can walk to is in the North End, which is Boston's equivalent of "Little Italy."  I saw a seafood ristorante / oyster bar I don't remember ever seeing before, with a typo in the name of the establishment, a misspelling which few of the many tourists to Boston might mark.  The place is called AquaPazza, and just when I was enjoying the name "Crazywater," I realized that it was missing the c in acqua.

Nothing to be done about it now, so cool was maintained.

If you try to accuse them of a misspelling they can deflect your accusation by claiming

1) They were referring to the English word aqua
2) They were referring to the Latin word aqua
3) They were referring to the archaic spelling of the Italian word acqua
4) A name cannot be "misspelled" by the entity it refers to, you get to spell your name however you please.

Just sayin'

[Karl Henning]

If you try to accuse them of a misspelling they can deflect your accusation by claiming

1) They were referring to the English word aqua
2) They were referring to the Latin word aqua
3) They were referring to the archaic spelling of the Italian word acqua
4) A name cannot be "misspelled" by the entity it refers to, you get to spell your name however you please.

Just sayin'

All you say is true.  Another reason to just . . . maintain.

[Parsifal]

Someone stole our baby carriage. What the ...! 

[Parsifal]

Baby wasn't in it...

[Karl Henning]

Baby wasn't in it...

Well, that's good!

[drogulus]

    I went to Buffalo recently like I do every year to embed with the natives. These people have strange habits. They visit each other, I mean someone will just come over to sit and talk about all kinds of stuff about people they know and who died and who has a fatal disease and which high school class so and so was in and how she moved back and got married to this guy who doesn't work and is probably drinking himself to death. I sit there and take it all in and don't say very much, not because I don't know who they are talking about, though more often than not I don't, but because this kind of communication has no overlap with anything I know how to do.

[Karl Henning]

I'm getting more and more serious about wanting to take on films/movies as a career instead of music. Keep in mind I'm not talking about really high-budget, hollywood stuff  I'm interested in taking to what they are terming "Indie" films now days.

Starting with a batch of short films, I'm gonna start getting in contact with some film students and general film producers around here and start with helping with other's films firstly 

I have several short film scripts (in addition to all those fully-fledged, long form film scripts) in the works, that I'm using limitations as my basis of inspiration. See where I can take it, everything starting off with practical concerns.


I want to get a soundstage of sorts for my first "serious" short film, which I'll make after I actually...you know.....do some less-serious stuff first (to show I have the knack and ain't thinking outta my ass) 

Good luck!

[Karl Henning]

    I went to Buffalo recently like I do every year to embed with the natives. These people have strange habits. They visit each other, I mean someone will just come over a sit and talk about all kinds of stuff about people they know and who died and who has a fatal disease and which high school class so and so was in and how she moved back and got married to this guy who doesn't work and is probably drinking himself to death. I sit there and take it all in and don't say very much, not because I don't know who they are talking about, though more often than not I don't, but because this kind of communication has no overlap with anything I know how to do.

First of all, viz, your annual mission to the Buffaloids:  that is one of the bravest things I've heard this month.

When I was in Buffalo (oh, I can talk quite calmly about it, now) my first roommate was, what was an occasional misfortune, the sort of personality whom, when on public transportation, any and everyone felt quite at liberty to start talking to, often about topics in which (to speak personally) I should probably have known someone for three or four years before I felt that they would really take an interest. "Do I have a sign on my back that reads, Talk to me!...?" he asked me.

[drogulus]

     

First of all, viz, your annual mission to the Buffaloids:  that is one of the bravest things I've heard this month.

When I was in Buffalo (oh, I can talk quite calmly about it, now) my first roommate was, what was an occasional misfortune, the sort of personality whom, when on public transportation, any and everyone felt quite at liberty to start talking to, often about topics in which (to speak personally) I should probably have known someone for three or four years before I felt that they would really take an interest. "Do I have a sign on my back that reads, Talk to me!...?" he asked me.

     Another thing is they can't read me. No one says so but I get the impression I am supposed to be a stuck up person from Boston. If I walk away to take refuge on a PC, look at email or stocks I don't exactly know how this is perceived, but somehow I'm an oddball. What's he doing over there?

    Part of the problem transcends regional culture. If I talk I'm usually 3 sentences away from an idea, then I get "the look", so I self censor. When I'm home its "yeah, he's like that, don't bother him".

[Parsifal]

I may have just had the greatest, biggest revelation of the year which solves most of my passions, desires and career but I need to contemplate over it for a few more hours.

If so, I will be able to start taking action immediately and it will be another phase in my career   

You think we are interested in the fact that you have had the "greatest, biggest revelation of the year" but we don't need to know that revelation is?

I guess we fill it in with our imagination.  You have been promoted from "assistant to the toilet cleaner" to "assistant toilet cleaner."

[Mahlerian]

I have an acceptance at one graduate program.  Here's hoping for the best for the future!

[NikF]

To salvage, and not to savage? 

Savaging helps no one. Hearts and flowers - that's me. All hearts and flowers.

[Karl Henning]

I may have just had the greatest, biggest revelation of the year which solves most of my passions, desires and career but I need to contemplate over it for a few more hours.

If so, I will be able to start taking action immediately and it will be another phase in my career   

You think we are interested in the fact that you have had the "greatest, biggest revelation of the year" but we don't need to know that revelation is?

I guess we fill it in with our imagination.  You have been promoted from "assistant to the toilet cleaner" to "assistant toilet cleaner."

Is that what in social media they call "Vaguebooking"? 

[Karl Henning]

Savaging helps no one. Hearts and flowers - that's me. All hearts and flowers.

We know it!

[Crudblud]

In the process of searching for a part time job. It now strikes me as hilarious that ten years ago I could get a job in a specialist field (IT) with dubious qualifications just by making a good impression at the interview, but now I can't even find part time work at a shop when I literally live ten minutes on foot from a large-ish area full of shops. After the investors for the game I was composing/writing for disappeared, I decided that, rather than go back to being a freelancer hunting down any crappy soundtrack job I could find, most of which would equate to £100-200 for making up odds and ends on a job someone else had already basically finished, I would get something stable and routine that would allow me to bring in okay money and still have time to get on with the musical work I actually care about...

¡Ayayay, no es bueno!—as they say in the grand stereotypopolises of the western public consciousness.

[Karl Henning]

In the process of searching for a part time job. It now strikes me as hilarious that ten years ago I could get a job in a specialist field (IT) with dubious qualifications just by making a good impression at the interview, but now I can't even find part time work at a shop when I literally live ten minutes on foot from a large-ish area full of shops. After the investors for the game I was composing/writing for disappeared, I decided that, rather than go back to being a freelancer hunting down any crappy soundtrack job I could find, most of which would equate to £100-200 for making up odds and ends on a job someone else had already basically finished, I would get something stable and routine that would allow me to bring in okay money and still have time to get on with the musical work I actually care about...

¡Ayayay, no es bueno!—as they say in the grand stereotypopolises of the western public consciousness.

Quel bummère, vraiment.