Violin Lesions

Progress on another of my goals has begun! I've been teaching myself how to play the violin. Not the most normal thing, I get it, but I realized it is something I really do enjoy the hell out of.I bought the violin as a little present to me last Xmas. I've always enjoyed classical music but violin most especially. On my luchbreak in December I walked down to the local Luthier*(violin maker) and asked about buying one. One of his runs in the $20,000 range. It should go without saying that the one pictured above is not one of his. However, he did have some that were made by a student of his that were in my price range. Presto chango I have a violin.



I bought an electronic tuner so that I could tune the damn thing.

I tried online tuners but I cannot seem to match the sounds coming out of the speaker to the ones coming out of the violin. This thing is awesome. It tells me exactly when things are matched up. I did this and worked my way down the neck of the violin marking the finger placement points with strips of the sticky parts of Post Its(see picture of violin). It worked at first but as you play the post its slide too much so I just marked the neck with a pencil. Fuck it.

I tried learning classical songs but the music is pretty complicated and I haven't learned how to read it yet. So every note was like deciphering a code and I still didn't know if I was doing it right. The blog I like to read http://coldantlerfarm.blogspot.com had a competition for readers to learn the fiddle on thier own so I thought that maybe playing old mountain fiddle songs would be easier. It is. Plus the book the author recommended uses tabliture (music for dummies) so I can play without relying on my uncertain translations of musical notes on paper to musical notes on the violin. Pretty sweet.

Now I can play two songs: Momma's little baby likes shortnin' bread, and Who's going to town. Shortnin' bread is my fav. but when you only know two your options are limited. I'm working on more.

*His name is Phillip Injeian and he is on of the most cocky self loving braggarts I've ever met. Normally over the top cocky and arrogant is a trait I like in people. But this guy doesn't ever stop...ever.....ever.

Man Vs. Programming code

I've been thinking of making a website for the last couple months. It's a pretty cool idea but there are a few problems.

1. I know absolutely nothing about how to make a website, make a database, or synchronize them together

2. The idea is possibly illegal (according to some people but I think they are just pussies)

3. It costs money and I have none

To solve problem #1 I've been trying to learn HTML and it is about as exciting as ....well learning a programming language. To make matters worse it keeps getting more and more complicated because there are other "languages" to learn in order to make a webpage look good and not like an electronic cave painting.As you can see from the diagram above I don't know shit and I'm sure as I reach the end of any of the paths of computer programming wisdom another 4 things will pop up and the rabbit hole will continue.

So when faced with something like this I do what I always do and try to find a way to cheat. I went to a website that looks simmilar to the one I want to make and I coppied every bit of code from thier site. Problem was I still need to change that code to make it look how I want. Of course that means I need to figure out what all the fucking gibberish means! Long story short, I've been spending my nights trying to decode programming languages. And yep you guessed it...I'm not getting laid, and finding Star Wars more interesting.* My master plan to become a total iPhone using computer nerd /hermit is almost complete.

Problem #2. The less said the better but in comparisson to some of the things I've done to make money this has got to be the better option.

Problem #3 Being that it could have legal repercussions I need to form some sort of coporation or LLC to distance myself(at least financially) from liability. This costs some Benji's. State Corporation Filing, Federal Corporation Filing, Trademarks, Ficticious Names to say the least. Then I have to set up a separate corporate bank account and on and on.

Also as a tie in to Problem #1, I'm going to have to hire someone to make this fucking thing if I ever want it to appear. Where are those kids that can live on only 40 cents a day when you need them? Oh yeah, they died.

*Just kidding about the last part....Star Wars is still fucking lame.

Gym Killer Blog

Ok since my last post 3 weeks ago some things have happened.

1. I now have an iPhone. I'm embarrased to say that. I suppose it's because I hear people(read Nerds) gush about how awesome it is and I want to punch them. It's as irritating as if they were to profess thier love for the new PentiumVII processor and it's awesome power*.



To be honest, I want the iPhone to put its dick in me. I love it that much. I'm officially a nerd bottom. Good news is it has a camera and video so I'll be updating the blog with real pictures and videos. Assuming I remember I can do these things when stuff happens. I'll practice now:

As you can se nothing was just happening but I tried to put on a dumb face anyway.

2. I started taking the classes to get my Real Estate License. The first class was yesterday. It was actually really interesting. I think I'll enjoy going. Plus if I can do it part time and put some extra cash in my pocket that never hurts either.

3. I don't think I've mentioned anything past listing in in my "Goals" post but I'm trying to learn the violin. I'll make this a separate post (hopefully soon) to explain the details.

4. Some dude went crazy and killed a bunch of people in a gym near here. Ok not so noteworthy bad but he had a blog and I read it .

You can too: http://www.nypost.com/seven/08052009/news/nationalnews/full_text_of_gym_killers_blog_183111.htm.

Scary part is he didn't sound like a bad guy(besides that whole killing thing). He just seemed depressed and didn't have anyone to help get him back on track. Not that I would have volunteered.

I noticed while reading his stuff that I was just feeling more and more sorry for him and I started feeling depressed. WOW what a black hole of hope! He sucked the life out of me after he was dead! Fuck that guy. After reading the blog and thinking about how I felt I realized no matter what kind of pep talk someone gave him or if he had the best wing man in the world this guy was going down one way or another**.

I do give the guy props though for naming everyone in his life he hated and giving all the details (including addressed and phone numbers) LOL. That was a nice little "Fuck You" from the grave. I'm glad I don't go to a gym. I can't imagine how shitty it would be to die for being somewhere I didn't want to be in the first place. I'm picturing it now:

Gurgle Gurgle

Should've just watched family guy on the couch tonight

Gurgle Gurgle

Fuck Mens Health

Gurg..............

*I despise the use of the word powerful to describe inanimate objects. You might as well call it "Big Magic". A computer processor won't do shit unless someone programs it to do something. While I'm digressing, I also hate the use of the word product to describe invesment options that firms offer. It's not a fucking product! If anything you should call the return from the investment the product. Vehicle is a little more accurate. As in it takes your money from one place (0% interest) to somwhere else (6% interest). But interest rates are not actual places. If you have to use metaphor to describe what's happening to you're money "Big Magic" works just fine. It's all imaginary anyway.

**This is probably just my way of justifying not wanting or being willing to help him out. Why feel bad myself when I can just write him off as a lost cause. Apparently this is a mental process he was missing. If only he realized that all the girls that rejected him were obviously lesbos. It sounds pretty crude I admit, but when looking at the results of internalizing your negative feelings, calling unknowing strangers names seems much more civilized than shooting them. Skiddoooo!