Tori Amos 05.05.98 disc 2

05.21.98

So it's another first "public" reading for a bit of my poetry. Composed long ago, in the earlier months of 97 I think...
Lovely depiction of when *not* to assume the composer is the speaker...ok, so i'm exploring the poem for you...if you like it enough to care you'll think about it and my doing it for you defeats the purpose, doesn't it...

Still having problems with the compression’s' artifacts...but the voice gets through and it's now there...put my deposit down on the room in Eureka today, talked with the woman living there/renting this other room...very down to earth woman around 50ish I'd guess from her history...haven't met the SO yet...there for august at least...we'll see how the rental sit looks in arcata and then decide if/where i live for the schol term...

Liz isn't moving out/in with Mike afterall...gonna keep the empty room and foot it herself over summer...help from parents and extra work...wonder if maybe she didn't think it would work living with mike...

Beautifull Sunset thie evening...very reddish sun and the most scintillating backdrop...

i caved on another pack of ASNC it goes not so good on that front...i am but a weak mortal...last pack al summer...that's the 'smokers promise' I've made...yeah, sure. But i'll try...

Haven't talked to E about Spank or chess in the last two days...looked up words in the dictionary w/ Greg...going through the literal history and family of 'penultimate'...very enlightening endeavor actually...tracing the background of the meaning...the second to last, ultimate meaning not the best, but the last of a series, the conclusion, the "man is the final product of the evolutionary ladder and is thus the ultimate creation" fallacy...whos to say the last is always the 'best'...yet ya know "there's no time like the present, to get ripped apart....i got this burning desire coming straight from my heart..."Mudhoney/Rollins band/PJ...so the last, or perhaps see it thus, the present is the last of my time intervals...is the ultimate, the present tense is ultimate...yum. blather onward...

i think i can maybe get away with 22khz recording...but i can't convert to .wav at anything over 8bit or it's too big...have to try later tonight...maybe now......i wanted to put 'shell' spoken up... No clue what to do about old digitizations...can't save them anywhere unless I compacted them and that's a bitch...takes two 1.4 mb disks for 'defective'...yeah yeah, there i go complaining...it's just that, once i post a sound, it may not be there long, and will most likely never reappear...due to the desire to put something new up...

I decided I would leave the nedstat counter up. I do have some ego I admit. I check it after major posts...like this audio bit, as of last check at 10PM tonight, no one had accessed the page nor listened to the new file...shit, just putting it there is my entertainment...i only wonder if any of you find listening to it entertainment or time well spent...Much easier to archive such stuff on paper, spoken aloud as the opportunity presents itself IRL. does my voice cause jitters out there? sometimes it'd be nice to know just what kind of impact if any this part of me creates, or doesn't create...have gotten some new domains coming through lately, and I wonder what led them to the page at times. Just what search engine or link out there on someone else's page led them here...to see the internet traffic so to speak, to know who is going where or gone where or may be going out there...out there is such a nebulous term, but it's nebulous ground, for sure...

So what happens to this journal without times of reflection or serious introspection...try the recent entries to see...feels stale here, or it just me? What here have I written that i'd like to actually read someday? Where's the drama man ;) no drama, a time of quiet desperation will suit me for a time, thank you...11:09PM