Tremoloes wanted

broderic on January 31, 2011

Over the weekend I purchased the Fender Mustang I amp. It is a purely digital piece of music equipment in that it places all effects and amp modeling in one package. I can select many different amp models and modulate their sound very easily. It also comes with software that helps me upload and download other settings. Unfortunately, the POS software relies on Microsoft’s Silverlight which really doesn’t work.

Today’s music break is showing you how to create your own FX from scratch. You just need some ingenuity.

I should shouldn’t I?

broderic on January 31, 2011

Xkcd hits one out of the park. I was thinking about learning to cook again. Made a big go of it when I first moved out of my mom’s, but today, I don’t cook at all. I still have ingredients, spices and such, from several years back. They take up a few inches of my cupboards, and they are going old gracefully. I wonder…

Hawaii Vacation 2010: The Yogurt Incident

broderic on January 31, 2011

Hawaii 2010/Eats Around Town/Before the Yogurt Incident

After writing up the story about Korean grilles and nudie bars, I had to come back to another tale that will be told about this vacation: the yogurt incident. The accompanying picture is minutes before it happened and is part of the incriminating evidence. If you have been reading my Hawaii posts you’ll find this one out of order. Sorry about that, but this story has to be told.

We had to get out of Ko Olina and experience the real Hawaii. We leave the place and go one exit down H1 for something to eat. The Seed, Capitol Swell and I head for ramen. My brother and his family go for kind grinds. We hang out for a bit before we go back.

Capitol Swell initiates the Yogurt Incident. He goes into this “make your own yogurt sundae” place and comes out with a gigantic cup of yogurt. It looks good and I go in for some. I’m quickly followed by my nephew who decides to make his own gigantic yogurt sundae. I take the smaller cup, but pay for both.

At this “make your own yogurt sundae” joint, you are charged by the weight of the sundae. It costs me $13 for the two. You can guess which sundae contributed the most to this bill.

We sit down and eat. Moments later the nephew is done. “The cold hurts my teeth.” He’s only a couple scoops in and he doesn’t want it anymore. That makes me angry. And I berate him about it until he runs away.

He comes back saddened and tries to eat more. His mom packs it up and takes it with us. It remained in the freezer until we left Ko Olina. It was there for the maids to eat or throw away.

Dude still owes me yogurt.

Link of the Day [1.29.11]

broderic on January 29, 2011

Yeah. She’s pretty, and she’s pretty strong. You are watching Ice Road Truckers, right? I think this is the third link that she’s starred in. She’s getting to be ranked up there with the capo di touti capo, Nozomi Sasaki.

http://thelisakelly.com/

Streak

broderic on January 29, 2011

I had a pretty weird dream. And no, there was not the girl in it.

We were in Hawaii and we were going to run a 5K, 10K, half-marathon, or some such running event for charity. I decided to do it naked and dropped trou immediately.

We showed up hours early. I was in my birthday suit with the number bib and asian pointy hat to cover up my modesty. We wait for the rest of the people to show up. No one particularly notices that I am naked. As people start arriving, I begin to get worried about being naked.

What I thought would be only a few dozen runners quickly turns into several hundred. I try to hide. I find places in buildings to squat down and not show my dolphin. Of course, then I end up in some school classroom with a dozen ladies who take no notice of my dolphin. Embarrassing or humiliating?

When the run starts, I’m running the other way. Freud would have a field day.

Hawaii Vacation 2010: Girlie Grille

broderic on January 29, 2011

Hawaii 2010/Yakinuku

Best story from the vacation…

Wednesday night before Thanksgiving we make it into Town, Waikiki, to see the Bob. We’re also hungry, so after he closes up shop at the Mall, we go out in search of food.

“We’re gonna go to that Korean barbeque joint next to the strip club.”

And we’re off. Two cars looking for that Korean joint by the nudie bar. The car I’m in stops at the first Korean joint, nudie bar combo we pass. There’s Yakuza hanging out front. This must be the place! In we go.

“Table for 15.” “Right, away!”

“Water.” “Here you go!”

“What’s this button?” “Summon you waiter!”

Five minutes pass.

“Should we order or should we wait some more.”

“How many Korean joints next to nudie bars are there in Honolulu?” “This HAS GOT to be the place, right?”

*BRRRRIINNNGG*

“Where you guys?” “We’re at the Korean joint next to the nudie bar.”

“No you’re not. We are.” “No. We are.”

Sorry, Yakuza Korean grille, we’re at the wrong place.

We’re in the car and drive one more block over. Here’s the Korean joint next to the strip club. Who knew?

But look at this picture. It says volumes about how happy we were to eat yakinuku.

Apple Kills

broderic on January 28, 2011

Apple will drink your milkshake. They know what to do. And as the link alludes, they know what not to do as well. Apple sets itself apart and makes everyone follow. In an industry of me toos, good for Apple to be original.

– Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Hawaii Vacation 2010: Azusa in Sunshine

broderic on January 28, 2011

*Nya!*~

This winter is for real. There’s several inches on the ground and it looks like more coming our way. Now if this doesn’t make you want to go back to Hawaii, I don’t know what will.

I had brought my Azusa nendoroid with me to help document where we went. I did because, as an otaku, you do stupid things like that. Bring your doll to work day! Anyhow, I didn’t get too many pictures because my sister-in-law kept harassing me about it making me feel very embarrassed. I know that I shouldn’t have been, but what can you say about a grown man carrying a doll around?

Quote of the Day [1.27.11]

broderic on January 27, 2011

“The world is full o’ complainers. An’ the fact is, nothin’ comes with a guarantee. Now I don’t care if you’re the pope of Rome, President of the United States or Man of the Year; somethin’ can all go wrong. Now go on ahead, y’know, complain, tell your problems to your neighbor, ask for help, ‘n watch him fly. Now, in Russia, they got it mapped out so that everyone pulls for everyone else… that’s the theory, anyway. But what I know about is Texas, an’ down here… you’re on your own.”

Detective Visser (M Emmet Walsh), “Blood Simple”