Thanks for the good times, Jim

Last night I went bowling with Luke, Michelle, Michelle's boyfriend Aaron, and a couple of Aaron's friends. I was surprised that I was capable of organizing something like that -- usually I'm not the one who orchestrates get-together plans -- but I managed to pull the right strings and everything. I guess that's the expression I'm looking for.

I started out pretty bad, but I sort of improved over the course of the night, even getting a strike once or twice. I was using a ball that had the name "Jim" engraved on it. Luke used it too, though he didn't like the fact that Jim had such small fingers. And during the games, I ordered a bunch of french fries that we all (but mostly I) ate.

It turned out that when Luke had suggested going bowling, he was kidding. But, as he put it, he should kid about doing fun things more often.

Speaking of things I mentioned yesterday, I've working more on getting my digital multitrack recorder to work. I downloaded a firmware update for it today and reformatted the hard drive. So I needed to record something to test it out. I didn't want to record something I'd spend three hours on just to have the file become corrupted, so I hastily improvised a bluesy number on my Epiphone Dot. To my surprise, I managed to record the song, mix it down, convert it to a WAV file, export that to the computer, and convert it to an MP3 without any serious problems. Finally, you can find out how good or bad I am at the guitar by listening to "Four Guitar Blues."

Marla Olmstead (Flash, sound) is a critically acclaimed artist. And she's, like, five years old. Do you feel accomplished now?

Just to warn you, the following link is pretty disgusting. In fact, it might make you want to become a vegetarian. No, it's not a slaughterhouse gallery, but rather, a really huge burger. A burger with 100 patties and 100 slices of cheese, to be exact. Apparently you can order a burger with any number of patties at In-N-Out Burger, which must be only out west because I've never seen one.

One year ago: "So that was our plan: to observe the sun through blank CDs. Kids, don't try this at home!"
Two years ago: "I went out into the hallway and kicked the girl who sits next to me in English class in the head."