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moving soon

We’ve rented a new place! It’s a gigantic house, with two floors plus a basement. Nine foot ceilings! It’s in pretty ratty shape, but it’s over 130 years old, so there ya go.

Of course, being a very old house means that there are probably no more than ten power outlets in the entire place. We’ll just have to stock up on power strips and try not to overdo any one outlet.

And the landlord is sooooo friendly. I certainly don’t expect anything extra from him just because we get along… it’s just so nice to actually have an interesting and friendly person as your landlord. I once worked a corporate job where the ironic in-house motto was “easy to do business with,” and this nice man seems to embody just that. And his wife is an artist! She works with oils, and does Manet Impressionism!

So, if anyone wants to help us fix the place up and move, let me know. I can’t promise reasonable reciprocation, but if you like beers or i can do anything for you, we’ll work something out.

It’s huge. I cannot state this enough. Gargantuan. Nice area, too.

And pets? Way, way allowed. Very cool.

Unfortunately, we are stuck paying rent where we’re at until mid-July. Oh well. It’ll be a little tougher for the few couple of months, but we’ll be okay. I plan on starting moving over to the new place as soon as possible, though.

I can’t wait to start recording regularly and working on guitars. I plan on eventually making it a sort of hobby business. Eventually, i want to start turning out my own custom guitars.

Also, i did get my PC back from the shop… but it still has restart/power-down issues. I can live with it. At least i can work on it without it going all wonky in the middle of anything at any time.

And… the 1-month mensiversary of my grandfather’s exit was yesterday. Foul, foul day it was. I am still heartbroken, natch.

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And Now, the Real Work Begins

The races are over, and it looks like Democrats won all over the place, including quite a few governorships. That’s great, but let’s not get lazy over it. There is a lot of foulness to undo, and that’s going to take a lot of work.

Democrats, don’t break your arms patting yourselves on the back. And Republicans: think about what your party has done to deserve such remorseless spite.

I propose we start right away, to:

  1. Get out men and women the hell out of Iraq (after quickly tidying up as best we can)
  2. Try to repair damaged relations across the globe
  3. Ban religion from government
  4. Ban religion from public schools (get ID, aka Creationism, out of the classroom!)
  5. Funding science, esp. stem-cell research
  6. Amending the Constitution to clarify and equalize gay rights by law forever
  7. Take down that damn wall across the southern border
  8. Make the United States a place of Free Thought
  9. Ban spying programs focusing on U.S. citizens
  10. Encourage skeptical inquiry
  11. Start welcoming immigrants again

Personally, I’m very relieved to know that the many long years of iron-fisted Republican rule (Governor, Senate, and House) are over for people in my neck of the woods!

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The Northwest Ordinance

The Northwest Ordinance is a band from Dayton, OH. The Northwest Ordinance is also, in a roundabout sort of way, how I came to live in the slavery-prohibited state of Ohio.

I work with Chris Karnes, their lead singer and one-half of their guitar regiment. A splendidly nicer and more down-to-earth fellow you could not ever hope to meet. Yet, when he takes the stage, he becomes a possessed man, hell-bent on spreading the fire-and-brimstone Word of Rock to all within a six-mile radius (the approximate blast radius of their amplifiers). Jumping and skittering, leaping and zig-zagging around, he appears to be some kind of messianic epileptic. I’ve never seen more energy put out by a four-cylinder punk-rawk band in all my life.

Check them out at Canal Street Tavern in glorious downtown Dayton (1 Nov 2006):
[googlevideo]-2765128894187042447[/googlevideo] “Trouble”

[googlevideo]-4672745740412193341[/googlevideo] (no idea what this one’s called but it’s hella entertaining, with masterful tambourine stylings by “Ross,” a kooky bearded dude from the audience!)

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Body by Xmas

My friend Mike, who’s a fantastic drummer and gifted in so many ways it’s not even funny, filmed this hilarious video. Check it out:

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projects

Some projects I am currently involved with/have volunteered for:

I’ve asked not to be paid for any of this, although it’s going to be pretty overwhelming to work all this into a rapidly shrinking allotment of free time. Resume fodder is enough for me for now, and I certainly can’t charge friends for services.

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Issues

Having CSS issues with IE (even IE7). Still trying to figure out why. So far, Big Urgent Wish works absolutely perfectly in Firefox and Opera, but in IE7 there’s irrational whitespace to the right (about the width of one of the sidebars), causing a horizontal scrollbar, while IE6 isn’t applying the opacity filter to the center div or footer (a width issue is my first guess on that one).

Once I get these issues ironed out, I’ll upload the thing and see what happens then.

[UPDATE] Just got back from Grog‘s (picking up CDs to review for the Chickenfish Speaks) and groceries. To make a crap day off crappier, on the way there, the “low tire pressure” light came on. Fearing an impending flat, I bolted, stopping at the gas station to pay 50 cents for three minutes of standing in the wind and rain, wishing I had a tire gauge and a flashlight. One tire was missing a stem cap, so that’s probably all it was, since all of the tires seemed reasonably inflated to me.

Did anyone see Bush’s press conference today? Scary, creepy, and pathetic. I’ll blog more about that later.

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OregonDistrict.com

Goddammit. I was so totally going to do this very thing! OregonDistrict.com – a social networking site for the Gem City! Has a ton of potential. Register and find me.

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The ChickenFish Speaks forum

I should also mention that The ChickenFish Speaks has a forum. Register and post! The ChickenFish could easily be the beacon, at least locally, for cultural/A&E news and views, rivalling the Dayton City Paper for absolute, total control over the hearts and minds of hipsters and wannabes in the Miami Valley.

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writing reviews and code

I think I’m getting carpal tunnel syndrome. Nevertheless, I’ve been doing a lot of typing lately. I just submitted my first batch of CD reviews for the Chickenfish Speaks, a terrific local entertainment zine run by Grog, the former bass player for local rock legends the ¡Oxymorons!.

Big Urgent Wish 3.0
Also, I’m still hard at work on Big Urgent Wish 3.0, my first real WordPress theme. (My current theme is based largely on the Ice theme.) It’s coming along nicely. I’ve completed the first of three subthemes. But first, a To Do: separate stylesheets into color/layout (possibly separating these further), font size, and font type (serif or sans-serif). Then I need to clean up what I’ve got and then I can finally start to work on the other two subthemes.

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Small World

What if, for a full twelve months after moving somewhere and getting a new phone number, you’d been getting calls for the previous owner of your new number, one Mr. Theodore O’Connell*, from various sources, at a varying frequency, sometimes on a daily basis?

But wait!

What if, almost exactly one year later, you run to the video store for some movies and, failing to already have an account at the nearest regional franchise, you open one up, thereby giving your phone number to a guy who then says, “no way, you’re kidding, right?! That actually used to be my phone number a few years ago,” who then goes on to answer in a surprised affirmative when your significant other laughs and, jokingly, asks if his name is Theodore O’Connell?

I’d laugh my freakin’ ass clean off, that’s what if.

Small world indeed.

*name changed to protect the subject’s privacy 

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The Roi of Clubs!

Elbo’s is under new, IMPROVED management! In fact,

  1. the name has changed to The Roi
  2. no previous staff will be working there
  3. no meatheads at the door
  4. Craig is a musician
  5. Libby went to my alma mater

$www$.myspace.com/roiofclubs

This is the greatest news to hit the Dayton music scene since Bob Pollard started screwing around with Radio Shack microphones.

UPDATE, 15 Sept 2006: Sadly, there will be no Roi of Clubs. Not entirely sure what happened.

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Mark Hild

An old friend of mine named Mark Hild grew up with Muscular Dystrophy. Word on the playground was that he probably wouldn’t live to graduate from high school. I knew him back when it barely took two hands to count my age.

On Tuesday, he went into cardiac arrest and suffered some really serious brain damage. His brain stem could no longer function enough to keep him alive. Last i heard, he was to be taken off his ventilator this afternoon. So, right now, he’s probably gone.

A fond memory of mine is of this goofy greeting we used to do for some reason. I can’t remember why or who started it, but when we were in grade school or junior high, we used to do this big, wide, window-washer wave. Like a “Hiya, Spanky” kind of thing. It was innocent, and pretty retarded, really.

“Hiya, Mark!”

“Hiya, Jeremy!”

…and later, when leaving, more ridiculous Little Rascals waving:

“So long, old pal!”

“So long, old buddy!”

Last time i saw him was in 2002, at an all-classes reunion out at our old high school. He had a breathing tube (a la Christopher Reeve) and was in his powered wheelchair, but was hardly looking like the years had touched him at all, and in fact looked for all the world like a hundred million god damn bucks. We exchanged pleasantries, and i felt sorry that we’d grown up and grown pretty far apart, but it was the greatest thrill to see him again. He was a good guy. A gentleman all the way through. I’ll never forget how happy i was to see him looking so relatively healthy. At that moment, i was thinking, ‘He’s made it this far – look at him! – he’s really going to beat all the odds and live to be an old man just like anyone else!’

I’ve never once said that i wasn’t naive. But he sure did beat a hell of a lot of odds. A hell of a lot of odds. He didn’t lose. Not really. He fucking won. He won better than any of the rest of us ever could have. And – except for a brief stint during high school when he maybe took advantage of his situation a little bit by being a little demanding of his friends, which honestly was really more comical than tragic – never did he ever display any self-pity. Not a hint. Not once; never. He pretty much acted like anybody else. You hardly ever even remembered that he was even in a wheelchair with a terminal disease and a grim overall prognosis. He just didn’t make you feel aware of it at all. He was one of us, through and through. A brother to the core.

And now he’s gone from our lives forever. But not from our memories.

I don’t believe in life after death. I don’t believe in heaven or hell. But i do believe that the collective memories of those who knew you keep your personality – if not your actual consciousness – as alive as a thing could ever really be. Our personalities, each of us, is made from bits and pieces of others’. We live on, in a way, through other people, even gradually filtering our way down generations and into the ages. Through love, we keep a part of our loved ones with us, in our conscious minds, and pass a little bit down to people who never even knew those who inhabit us.

I’ve found it increasingly hard to say goodbye to the living, and especially, to the dead. But it needs to happen, as it always does. Death is inevitable for us all.

Goodbye, Mark. Godspeed.

“So long, old pal!”

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local music

live local music, again

Another fantastic night out at the Stockyard’s Inn. The Razor Ridge Band (currently Holly’s dad Tim, uncle Matt & best friend Sarah – Matt’s wife) played better and more confidently than last time. Sarah and Matt did amazing harmony. Tim sang better and stronger too, and played such a fine and harmonic dobro. My new hero Dennis Rotterman played in a three-piece and they sounded terrific. I actually had three whole entire beers. A great time and many laughs were had.

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KKK kidswear, pt III

My good friend (and Tecumseh Local Schools alumnus), the erudite, highly regarded, intelligent, and witty Kathy Espich (a.k.a. howdypumpkin) has this to say about the local “civil rights” case:

I called Jim Gay the day after I last posted here

The student that was harrassed is alleged to have been harrassed simply by being present while another student wore Klan attire. The student that wore the Klan attire was presenting a book report on a book that was anti-racism and pro-equality. The student did, in fact, don a Klan outfit at a point in a presentation and then removed it prior to ending the presentation. It was to be a demonstration of what certain people in the book looked like – what they wore. There was no active harrassment of anyone. At worst, the student giving the report made a bad call – thinking that it was just going to be a great way to boost their grade. At best, it would have been a non issue.

My question is, who is really the victim here? The student who viewed someone in Klan attire for a few moments? The student who worked hard on a report and went out of their way to give a complete presentation and is now, effectively, being harrassed for it? The mother who saw an opportunity to get at the admin/teachers she had some problem with? The teachers/admin people who will have to justify their actions in allowing a student to do something extra in a report that someone chose to interpret in a negative way? My children, who might now be further limited in their ability to express themselves in school? Or me – as a taxpayer – who is funding this exercise in futility? I’m kind of sick about the whole thing, really.

And, my biggest question is this: at what point would wearing a Klan uniform be quantified as harrassment? Surely, if someone’s in your yard and menacing you while wearing Klan attire, that’s a problem. But, if the child was harrassed simply by being in the presence of someone wearing the outfit in a historic presentation of such, then wouldn’t they be equally harrassed by visiting the Smithsonian or doing a google image search for same, or by viewing the movie “Fried Green Tomatoes“? Where is the line drawn in this case?

(linkage inserted editorially)

Kathy works as a local 911 dispatcher, and knows how grotesquely evil-hearted the media can be, having fielded numerous calls from bloodthirsty reporters looking for the latest deliciously morbid scoop.

If you ask me, and i’m not saying if you did or not, but i’d say Shanee Stevens is just out to make a fast buck. I don’t know the woman, so i can’t say what she’s like, and i’m no big fan of white people, but this case is starting to stink of greed, or at the very least, a gross misunderstanding of events.

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Klanswear in school, part deux

Remember that Civil Rights case involving a local student at Olive Branch Middle School? New information is coming to light. It turns out that the offending party was indeed wearing a Klan outfit… briefly, as one part of a book report on an anti-racism/pro-equality book. The Klan getup was meant to demonstrate what some of the people in the book looked like. The kid may not have used the very finest judgment, but it sure seems now like it’s much ado about nothing. (A fuller report will come later, courtesy of a certain “Deep Throat”, who courageously went in where i dared not to uncover more details.)
Two questions spring to mind:

  1. Why the bother, then? Did something else happen? Or is there some other motive for pursuing this case?
  2. Why is the local media not reporting on this particular information?

We’ll have to wait and see what the answers to these questions may turn out to be….

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live local music

I’ve been getting the music bug. This weekend i had the pleasure of seeing Holly’s dad Tim, uncle Matt, and, er… “aunt” Sarah play a pretty darn good quasi-bluegrass set (including a great cover of Neil Young’s “I Am A Child” – Matt & Sarah sing amazing harmony, and Tim is a tasty dobro player) at the Stockyard’s Inn on Springfield Street in Dayton (which, incidentally, used to be a brothel and still has red velvet wallpaper), but also a fantastic musician named Dennis Rotterman, who is an amazing player and songwriter. I hope to see him around lots more. If you haven’t seen him, you’ve been missing out; and if you have seen him, you probably wonder, like me, why he isn’t, like, famous or something.

In case you’re wondering, i’m not into bluegrass. It’s ok, i guess, but so much of the songs are either religious (yuck!) or sad-assed backward-staring gave-up boo-hoos. There are simply far too many better things to do than cry into a glass of beer in between pretending that you’re filled with something called “the holy spirit”.

my god, it is far too late to be up. i have to be at work in 8 hours! enough for now.

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student wearing Klan attire not found to be harassing (local)

Klanswear ok at Tecumseh Local Schools?

i just sent this letter to District Superintendent Jim Gay:

Mr. Gay,

Hello, i was just reading about the Civil Rights case at Olive Branch and wanted to know more information. Specifically, i would like to know by what methods it was determined that “no harassment took place.” It is very interesting to me that a kid could claim that another kid was wearing a Klan getup on school property, yet nothing found to be deserving of further inquiry. If the other student was not wearing Klan regalia, then what, exactly, were they found to be wearing? And if they were indeed wearing Klanswear, what action was taken, if any, and why was this sort of attire permitted (or was it instead encouraged)?

I understand freedom of expression is a precious and invaluable thing in our society, but likewise is freedom from harassment. I think you’ll agree that wearing a swastika to a synagogue would constitute a similarly grave social blunder, if not also break harassment and/or anti-hate crime laws.

I thank you for your time, and will greatly appreciate your response.

Regards,

x jeremy jarratt, POEE
1990 Senior Class President, Tecumseh High School