Hey my Darling,
I wanted to let you know that I am having a computer problem over at Pearl's. It began this morn, when I turned it on, I got a screen that read "a disc read error occured - press control alt delete to re-start". Well, I tried that and of course it didn't work, so when I got home I Googled it, and it looks, from what people report, like it's a tricky problem to fix. Part of the problem, for me, is that the online help, from computer forums, is all in technical language that I don't understand. "Fragmenting" a hard drive, etc. So, I am looking for "abc" type instructions, like "just tell me what buttons to press, and what order to press 'em in". About a year ago, I got a similar screen - a blue screen with some message on it - that wouldn't go away, and I was eventually able to figure out and fix that one, but it was trial and error and took me a couple weeks. I don't wanna be without Pearl's computer for that long, because I am at her place for many hours a day, and I receive many posts from you during those hours. So, I will do my best to fix the problem, as fast as I can. I wish you were here, you computer genius, you! :) But, I did surprise myself last time, with my non-technical ability to figure it out, just by sheer lunkheadedness, haha.
If it persists, I suppose I could just buy a second Chromebook and use it over there. I don't wanna be unplugging, transporting, and re-plugging the one I have here at home, cause that's how these things break or wear out faster. But if need be I will buy a second one, they're only 200 bucks.
Well, I will keep you updated on the situation, and of course it only affects my computering during my Pearl hours, and only until I can solve the problem. In the meantime, I will talk to you, and see your posts, from home, and will make every effort to respond asap to anything and everything. I am gonna pick Pearl up from church in a few minutes, and I will write more from home, this afternoon, before I head back to Pearl's at 4:30.
I hope you are having an awesome day. I Love You!! :):)
2pm : My Girl, that is an exceptionally beautiful piano piece. Oh my goodness! I didn't even know you were working on anything, and here you surprise me with such an articulate, evocative composition. "Proud" and "Impressed" are two words that come immediately to mind. I will be back in a bit, before I leave for 4:30 Pearl's, but right now I am gonna go listen to your other new one and the re-recording of "The Hours".
Right now you could knock me over with a feather..........
2:20pm : Wow........."Dance With Me" is lovely, Elizabeth. Such a delicate melody, and it takes me back to last Summer, when you sent me a clip of an early recording to ask about tempo and melodic repetition. I remember how you wanted it to be just right. You wanted every note articulated "just so", to bring out the proper mood.
Your playing sounds wonderful. Melodies and counterpoints can now be heard in "The Hours" that weren't as apparent before. Your tempoes (tempi?) are more certain. I remember commenting, last year, that once you got inside your compositions, and "played them until you owned them", that you would be able to fully express what you heard in your head.
My goodness, Elizabeth. I remember saying, maybe last Fall, that I would love to hear you compose a series of Nocturnes. This was probably around the time I was posting a Nocturne every night........
My first comment to you ever, I think, was on Youtube. I think I said something like "That's major composing talent, Elizabeth", in reference to "The Hours". Well, I'll say it again. I always said that it's all about the song, the composition, and where a song takes hold is in the soul.
You have the ability to bring it out, Elizabeth. Those songs are simply beautiful. Here is a question : can I share "Across The Sea" on Facebook? I would just normally automatically do it, but because of the nature of our communication, etc., (and I remember so-called Star Wars "dark side" references last Fall, and also possible heat because of "The Electric Kiss"), I wouldn't want to cause any problems. I don't see how there could be, not from me sharing your song, and anyway, people see me hitting the "like" button all the time on your photos and such.........but, if you read this in the next hour or so, and you don't want me to share (if you think it isn't a good idea), try to let me know.
Otherwise, I wanna share it! :)
I will check in again before I go to Pearl's. I am so, so, proud of you, Elizabeth. I said early on that you are an Artist. That is more than simply being a musician, and you have shown that today.
4:05pm : Okay, Artistic Lady, I have to head to Pearl's in a minute, and once there, I will not have computer access until I get home from Agalloch tonight, which will be very late, and probably like 4am your time. So, I am gonna go ahead and share your song. I tell ya, there is something about the days of these Agalloch concerts - they always seem to bring wonderful surprises. So, I will talk to you when I get home, even though you'll be sound asleep. What a great day this is!
I Love You, my Angel. Thanks for the beautiful music! :):)
2am : I'm back! It was quite a show, as expected. Agalloch played 90 minutes, a full 45 minutes less than last time, but it was a very intense set. I was in the exact same spot as last time, against the stage in front of John. Worm Ouroborous were really good. I'd call them Hypno-Rock cause their music puts you in a trance. There was also another opener named Helen Money who did some really far out things with a cello and sound effects.
I am glad I got back as early as I did; I had visions of a 3am return time, because I had to drop Grimsley off too (he came with me), but now I can get at least 4 hours sleep. So, my Darling, this was an auspicious day! It was wonderful to hear your music - I can hear your soul inside your songs. I will see you in the morn, but it will be at 9:30 my time until I can fix the computer problem at Pearl's. But I will check in the moment I get home at about 9:45. Then, because Mondays have no special appointments, I can just rest and hang out here at the apartment for the morning and early afternoon. So I will see you then!
Thank you Lord for this day. What a great day it has been.
I Love You, Elizabeth. I know you are dreaming sweet dreams right now. :):) xoxoxoxo
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
I Love My Angel (concerts)
Happy Saturday Evening, Sweet Baby! I loved that picture this morning, boy did it ever get my day off to a wonderful start. :) It was a busy day, lots of shopping on my own (my sister didn't come over cause it was roasting hot), and then cleaning the pad. But now I can relax and enjoy the evening, and as soon as the sun goes down I will go for my walk. I saw your friend's interview while I was at Pearl's. He is Hannah's boyfriend? After all this time I have a better idea of who's who. :) He sounds like a pretty accomplished guy, and good on him for liking classical music.
Mostly what I was doing all day, though, was thinking of you. There is such a great feeling between us these days, Elizabeth, and I am so happy. I mean, there has always been a great feeling, but lately it has been extra special. I know you can feel it too! :):)
I will be back in a while.
I Love You So.
10:50pm : Right now, Bucky Badger is in Arizona, and he must be melting in that badger suit. As hot as it is here, Arizona is often a little hotter. I've got big points on you guys again, so go UW! UCLA was always my team as a kid, in the days when I was a sports fanatic. When I was about 9 or 10, we had a newspaper subscription to the L.A.Times, and for some reason I saved every copy of the sports section for an entire calendar year. I remained a big sports fan all through my teens and twenties. In my thirties, my enthusiasm waned a bit as my artistic interests took complete hold. Nowdays, I still follow most sports, though casually more than fanatically. When I was ten, it was my life. Sports and music. And building model hotrods, too. Hotrods were custom cars; you probably knew that. ;) When I was a kid, I had a lot of different hobbies.
Tomorrow is the Agalloch show, so I am excited for that. Aesop's other band, Worm Ouroboros, is gonna open. They are interesting, if a bit weird, maybe because of the vocals. Not as song oriented, but a good opener nonetheless. One of my favorite memories will always be from last year, on the night I was at "The Exorcist" play in Westwood, and you were at the Agalloch concert in Chicago, and we were sending messages back and forth, just as both shows were about to begin. Getting to know you was an electric feeling, I will never forget it.
Next weekend will be Alcest for you, which will be incredible as well. Then I will see them on October 3rd, so we will share the experience, if slightly delayed.
I am hoping tomorrow night's show will feature no moshing. Last time I got lucky, as the crowd was made up of mostly goth types and Mexican Metal Heads, both usually content to watch a show with arms folded, staring at the band. I am of a similar stance, though I do lose myself in the music, and tend to tap a toe up and down, or sway a bit. But no headbanging or moshing, please. There is music being played. Civilized behavior is always appreciated, to those who are capable of it.
I used to go to shows.......my goodness.......shows like Judas Priest in Long Beach, or even further back, Black Sabbath in a hellhole called San Bernardino. Both are far away from the Valley, and when you got to these venues, you would swear that the people in attendance must have crawled out from under a rock to attend. These were Boondocks People, under the influence of God Knows What, and attending a heavy metal concert in their venues was a test in endurance, if not survival.
At any rate, I am looking forward to the show, and tomorrow I will write earlier, in the afternoon, and then check in to say hi when I get home, which will be probably about 2am my time!
We are gonna have a good week, my Darling. The last week of Summer, as we transition into Fall.
All of our daily adventures, I love them all.
Sweet Dreams, I Love You and will see you in the morning as always. :):)
Mostly what I was doing all day, though, was thinking of you. There is such a great feeling between us these days, Elizabeth, and I am so happy. I mean, there has always been a great feeling, but lately it has been extra special. I know you can feel it too! :):)
I will be back in a while.
I Love You So.
10:50pm : Right now, Bucky Badger is in Arizona, and he must be melting in that badger suit. As hot as it is here, Arizona is often a little hotter. I've got big points on you guys again, so go UW! UCLA was always my team as a kid, in the days when I was a sports fanatic. When I was about 9 or 10, we had a newspaper subscription to the L.A.Times, and for some reason I saved every copy of the sports section for an entire calendar year. I remained a big sports fan all through my teens and twenties. In my thirties, my enthusiasm waned a bit as my artistic interests took complete hold. Nowdays, I still follow most sports, though casually more than fanatically. When I was ten, it was my life. Sports and music. And building model hotrods, too. Hotrods were custom cars; you probably knew that. ;) When I was a kid, I had a lot of different hobbies.
Tomorrow is the Agalloch show, so I am excited for that. Aesop's other band, Worm Ouroboros, is gonna open. They are interesting, if a bit weird, maybe because of the vocals. Not as song oriented, but a good opener nonetheless. One of my favorite memories will always be from last year, on the night I was at "The Exorcist" play in Westwood, and you were at the Agalloch concert in Chicago, and we were sending messages back and forth, just as both shows were about to begin. Getting to know you was an electric feeling, I will never forget it.
Next weekend will be Alcest for you, which will be incredible as well. Then I will see them on October 3rd, so we will share the experience, if slightly delayed.
I am hoping tomorrow night's show will feature no moshing. Last time I got lucky, as the crowd was made up of mostly goth types and Mexican Metal Heads, both usually content to watch a show with arms folded, staring at the band. I am of a similar stance, though I do lose myself in the music, and tend to tap a toe up and down, or sway a bit. But no headbanging or moshing, please. There is music being played. Civilized behavior is always appreciated, to those who are capable of it.
I used to go to shows.......my goodness.......shows like Judas Priest in Long Beach, or even further back, Black Sabbath in a hellhole called San Bernardino. Both are far away from the Valley, and when you got to these venues, you would swear that the people in attendance must have crawled out from under a rock to attend. These were Boondocks People, under the influence of God Knows What, and attending a heavy metal concert in their venues was a test in endurance, if not survival.
At any rate, I am looking forward to the show, and tomorrow I will write earlier, in the afternoon, and then check in to say hi when I get home, which will be probably about 2am my time!
We are gonna have a good week, my Darling. The last week of Summer, as we transition into Fall.
All of our daily adventures, I love them all.
Sweet Dreams, I Love You and will see you in the morning as always. :):)
Friday, September 13, 2013
The Garden (more added)
Hey there Badger Girl! You are a funny lady, I was cracking up this morning. :) It should also be noted that your brother retains his usual high level of smart-assery as well. Funny runs in the family. We have a mascot at CSUN, nowhere near as famous as Bucky Badger or Tommy Trojan because in sports, CSUN is a Division 2 school. And, we don't even have a foorball team anymore, not since about 1993. But we are pretty good in basketball, and that's where you will usually find Matty Matador, in the gym during basketball season. Other than that, you never see him anywhere. If you don't like school spirit, you'd love CSUN, lol.
Well, it was an awesome morning. I headed over to Chatsworth, which is just a ten minute drive away, and I found The Garden Of The Gods park, just west of Stoney Point. You know how, with a lot of the places I've been visiting, I've remarked that I haven't been there in 40 or 45 years? Well, with The Garden, I hadn't even heard of it until yesterday, when I saw some guy's post on FB, from the San Fernando Valley Relics page. There were a lot of movie ranches back in the 1920s all the way up to about the 1980s. One thing is that they put a freeway through the area (there's those freeways again!), but the main thing is that they just stopped making Westerns for the most part. And, they oughta start again! I know it's probably more of a Guy Thing, but I love Westerns! Sometimes I get in the mood and I watch a bunch of 'em. :) One of the more famous movie ranches became notorious in the 1970s, and of course I am talking about Spahn Ranch. That is where the Manson Family lived for a long time, and during the commision of their crimes. The ranch had fallen on hard times, no one was making movies there anymore, and The Manson Family just started squatting there and took it over, and the owner was old and didn't care. Spahn Ranch is right next to The Garden Of The Gods, only it's not Spahn Ranch anymore. The Ranch burned down in the 1970s during the Manson Family trials, and has long since been replaced by a church.
But my trip to The Garden Of The Gods was awesome. The rocks there are majestic; the photos don't fully do them justice. I also went to an incredible park called Chatsworth Park North. There is a more famous park called Chatsworth Park South, very beautiful, but it has been closed for years because there used to be a rocket test site in the hills behind it, and over the years that site leaked toxic chemicals into the soil, so they have for years been trying to clean it up. It's where they tested all the NASA Space Rockets, and in the 1960s, you could here them roaring at night from miles away. I used to go to Chatsworth Park South all the time up until they closed it about 5 years ago, but I'd forgotten all about Chatsworth Park North. It was only by going to Garden Of The Gods that I saw a sign pointing to it, and so I went there and remembered it from my YMCA camping days as a kid. There are groves of oak trees there that are just magical, and in both places, the only person there was me. So it was quiet and extra special.
My little trips have all been inspired by you and my Dad, so "thanks Elizabeth, thanks Dad"! They have really been enriching to me, and I can't wait to do more, and revisit the ones I've already been to. :)
I hope your day has been awesome, and that your weekend is off to a good start.
I Love, Love, Love ! You, my Darling. You are the Absolute Best. Many trips and adventures for us lie ahead.
I am gonna go for my walk and will be back at the usual time. :):)
10:55pm : We are having an Indian Summer, where the heat begins late in the season and lingers into the night. I love nighttime when it's warm and I like to imagine the nighttime vibe in and amongst the sites I've been visiting, the ghosts that take over when the sun goes down. We have an interesting geology here in the Valley, where you have all these ancient rock formations at the west end, in Chatsworth, but then the rest of the mountains that surround us all look normal. Then to the north, on the other side of our mountains in what is called the Antelope Valley, we have dry lake beds, which is what they built Edwards Air Force Base upon. And that base and all the dry lake beds are surrounded by the Mojave Desert, with it's stunted Joshua Trees. It makes you wonder what kind of forces shaped the landscape, and it's the kind of stuff I find fascinating, and like to soak up a vibe from such places when I am in that environment.
I think some of it has to do with tremendous forces of water, and there is no doubt that this region was underwater a long time ago. It's interesting to see the huge rocks strewn about, and to wonder how they got there, and then to wonder why they stop at a certain point, and why the mountains change to a "normal" form at a certain point, and why there is a delineation.
It is also interesting, and you may find this so as an artist, the way in which landscape - especially certain aspects - seems to call to you and draw you in. Why does landscape call to you? I think it is memory. No kidding. I couldn't say if it is past life memory, or genetic memory, or simply a shared consciousness with humanity past and present. But I think if I was gonna get specific, I would say that certain, definite aspects of terrain call to you to try to tell you something from the long distant past. To try to get you to remember or make sense of glimpses in your brain, and in your emotions, that are buried, but that can reveal, upon contemplation, some measure of an answer as to why that terrain makes you feel something so strongly in the first place. I don't believe in Darwinism, which is non-spiritual and reduces life forms to random, competitive biology, and while that theory does have some small merits, having to do with genetic transformation, it is by-and-large worthless.
Humanity came from an energy, a spirit, and a memory. Part of that memory is long distant, and it is the reason we can feel deep seated glimpses when the air is a certain temperature and has a certain motion, or when we visit a place with a phenominal geological layout, and feel a connection beyond articulation.
It is interesting to think about, but more than that, it is just interesting to let yourself feel the minute details of information conveyed by the elements (weather mostly) and the landscape, to see what draws you in, and why it does so.
That's all I know for today. Now let's have an awesome weekend!
I Love You, Elizabeth. Sweet Dreams..... xoxoxoxo :):)
Well, it was an awesome morning. I headed over to Chatsworth, which is just a ten minute drive away, and I found The Garden Of The Gods park, just west of Stoney Point. You know how, with a lot of the places I've been visiting, I've remarked that I haven't been there in 40 or 45 years? Well, with The Garden, I hadn't even heard of it until yesterday, when I saw some guy's post on FB, from the San Fernando Valley Relics page. There were a lot of movie ranches back in the 1920s all the way up to about the 1980s. One thing is that they put a freeway through the area (there's those freeways again!), but the main thing is that they just stopped making Westerns for the most part. And, they oughta start again! I know it's probably more of a Guy Thing, but I love Westerns! Sometimes I get in the mood and I watch a bunch of 'em. :) One of the more famous movie ranches became notorious in the 1970s, and of course I am talking about Spahn Ranch. That is where the Manson Family lived for a long time, and during the commision of their crimes. The ranch had fallen on hard times, no one was making movies there anymore, and The Manson Family just started squatting there and took it over, and the owner was old and didn't care. Spahn Ranch is right next to The Garden Of The Gods, only it's not Spahn Ranch anymore. The Ranch burned down in the 1970s during the Manson Family trials, and has long since been replaced by a church.
But my trip to The Garden Of The Gods was awesome. The rocks there are majestic; the photos don't fully do them justice. I also went to an incredible park called Chatsworth Park North. There is a more famous park called Chatsworth Park South, very beautiful, but it has been closed for years because there used to be a rocket test site in the hills behind it, and over the years that site leaked toxic chemicals into the soil, so they have for years been trying to clean it up. It's where they tested all the NASA Space Rockets, and in the 1960s, you could here them roaring at night from miles away. I used to go to Chatsworth Park South all the time up until they closed it about 5 years ago, but I'd forgotten all about Chatsworth Park North. It was only by going to Garden Of The Gods that I saw a sign pointing to it, and so I went there and remembered it from my YMCA camping days as a kid. There are groves of oak trees there that are just magical, and in both places, the only person there was me. So it was quiet and extra special.
My little trips have all been inspired by you and my Dad, so "thanks Elizabeth, thanks Dad"! They have really been enriching to me, and I can't wait to do more, and revisit the ones I've already been to. :)
I hope your day has been awesome, and that your weekend is off to a good start.
I Love, Love, Love ! You, my Darling. You are the Absolute Best. Many trips and adventures for us lie ahead.
I am gonna go for my walk and will be back at the usual time. :):)
10:55pm : We are having an Indian Summer, where the heat begins late in the season and lingers into the night. I love nighttime when it's warm and I like to imagine the nighttime vibe in and amongst the sites I've been visiting, the ghosts that take over when the sun goes down. We have an interesting geology here in the Valley, where you have all these ancient rock formations at the west end, in Chatsworth, but then the rest of the mountains that surround us all look normal. Then to the north, on the other side of our mountains in what is called the Antelope Valley, we have dry lake beds, which is what they built Edwards Air Force Base upon. And that base and all the dry lake beds are surrounded by the Mojave Desert, with it's stunted Joshua Trees. It makes you wonder what kind of forces shaped the landscape, and it's the kind of stuff I find fascinating, and like to soak up a vibe from such places when I am in that environment.
I think some of it has to do with tremendous forces of water, and there is no doubt that this region was underwater a long time ago. It's interesting to see the huge rocks strewn about, and to wonder how they got there, and then to wonder why they stop at a certain point, and why the mountains change to a "normal" form at a certain point, and why there is a delineation.
It is also interesting, and you may find this so as an artist, the way in which landscape - especially certain aspects - seems to call to you and draw you in. Why does landscape call to you? I think it is memory. No kidding. I couldn't say if it is past life memory, or genetic memory, or simply a shared consciousness with humanity past and present. But I think if I was gonna get specific, I would say that certain, definite aspects of terrain call to you to try to tell you something from the long distant past. To try to get you to remember or make sense of glimpses in your brain, and in your emotions, that are buried, but that can reveal, upon contemplation, some measure of an answer as to why that terrain makes you feel something so strongly in the first place. I don't believe in Darwinism, which is non-spiritual and reduces life forms to random, competitive biology, and while that theory does have some small merits, having to do with genetic transformation, it is by-and-large worthless.
Humanity came from an energy, a spirit, and a memory. Part of that memory is long distant, and it is the reason we can feel deep seated glimpses when the air is a certain temperature and has a certain motion, or when we visit a place with a phenominal geological layout, and feel a connection beyond articulation.
It is interesting to think about, but more than that, it is just interesting to let yourself feel the minute details of information conveyed by the elements (weather mostly) and the landscape, to see what draws you in, and why it does so.
That's all I know for today. Now let's have an awesome weekend!
I Love You, Elizabeth. Sweet Dreams..... xoxoxoxo :):)
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Movie (love added)
My Angel,
Yeah, that Fassbinder clip doesn't reveal much, but I thought it was funny just because it has a guy singing a Spaghetti Western-type theme song in German. Wacky Germans, right? Fassbinder has turned out to be pretty straightforward so far, however. I thought his movies were gonna be really far out, maybe a little stiff and pretentious, but so far they have been great. So I am looking forward to this one as well.
I hope you are having a great day. Again, I really loved that piece last night. Tonight I will be back from the movie around the usual time, about 9:45, 10 at the latest. All my love until then, and then.........all my love. :):)
11pm : I'm a few minutes late cause I had to finish my walk. Well, that was one outlandish film. Waaay camp, like a garish combination of Rocky Horror Picture Show & Blazing Saddles, but directed by a German artiste. A camp classic for sure, yet still arthouse. And oh yeah, just so you don't think I've lost my hearing, I discovered, when the movie started, that the opening sequence was sung in English, not German as previously reported. When I posted that clip, I was listening on my tinny little Chromebook speaker.
Are you settling into the new semester okay? And is linguistics still your major? I imagine it is, cause it's a big deal to change majors (said the guy who didn't finish high school, lol). I never asked last year, but I am guessing you are in at least one music class, perhaps a vocal studies class of some sort. I like your school mascot, and I should report that I have been betting big points on UW in my Yahoo College Football Pick 'Em that I play with my brother. I will stick with you guys all the way.........until you get to the Rose Bowl, of course!
This time, this school year, I am with you all the way and I am here to support you in all the hard work and study you are doing. More than that, I support you in every aspect of life, and to use a word I used early on, last Summer, I am your reinforcement for your life, as you choose it. I support you as an Artist, in all things, at all times. I know your heart, and it is Beautiful.
Tomorrow morning I may try to drive up to an old movie location in Chatsworth, close by, called the Iverson Ranch. The ranch itself is no longer in existence, but a part of it has been preserved as a park, which I just discovered on FB. So I will see what I can see. And I will talk to you in the morn.
I Love You, my Baby. Sleep well and sweet dreams. xoxoxoxo :):)
Yeah, that Fassbinder clip doesn't reveal much, but I thought it was funny just because it has a guy singing a Spaghetti Western-type theme song in German. Wacky Germans, right? Fassbinder has turned out to be pretty straightforward so far, however. I thought his movies were gonna be really far out, maybe a little stiff and pretentious, but so far they have been great. So I am looking forward to this one as well.
I hope you are having a great day. Again, I really loved that piece last night. Tonight I will be back from the movie around the usual time, about 9:45, 10 at the latest. All my love until then, and then.........all my love. :):)
11pm : I'm a few minutes late cause I had to finish my walk. Well, that was one outlandish film. Waaay camp, like a garish combination of Rocky Horror Picture Show & Blazing Saddles, but directed by a German artiste. A camp classic for sure, yet still arthouse. And oh yeah, just so you don't think I've lost my hearing, I discovered, when the movie started, that the opening sequence was sung in English, not German as previously reported. When I posted that clip, I was listening on my tinny little Chromebook speaker.
Are you settling into the new semester okay? And is linguistics still your major? I imagine it is, cause it's a big deal to change majors (said the guy who didn't finish high school, lol). I never asked last year, but I am guessing you are in at least one music class, perhaps a vocal studies class of some sort. I like your school mascot, and I should report that I have been betting big points on UW in my Yahoo College Football Pick 'Em that I play with my brother. I will stick with you guys all the way.........until you get to the Rose Bowl, of course!
This time, this school year, I am with you all the way and I am here to support you in all the hard work and study you are doing. More than that, I support you in every aspect of life, and to use a word I used early on, last Summer, I am your reinforcement for your life, as you choose it. I support you as an Artist, in all things, at all times. I know your heart, and it is Beautiful.
Tomorrow morning I may try to drive up to an old movie location in Chatsworth, close by, called the Iverson Ranch. The ranch itself is no longer in existence, but a part of it has been preserved as a park, which I just discovered on FB. So I will see what I can see. And I will talk to you in the morn.
I Love You, my Baby. Sleep well and sweet dreams. xoxoxoxo :):)
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
A Great Day (at home) (Whitacre) (roads)
Good Morning, my Baby,
I am home from Pearl's and have no more errands for the day, she has no church meetings or other appointments, so I will be around. I am thinking about you, as always, and hope you are having a good day. I think it's gonna be a good day all around, so I am sending you good thoughts and energy. You are my everything and I Love You So Much! Here's to a great day. :):)
7pm : I am just getting home, so I am gonna do the usual - walk about eight 'clock, etc. I just saw your chicken wing post, so I've gotta ask (out of curiosity and excitement), have you gotten the master of "Storm" yet? It's gotta be any day now, right? Well, you can surprise me. Now I am gonna eat something too, and I will be back later, probably after my walk. Right now I am home till 8. I Love You. xoxoxoxo
10:30pm - Wow. I have to say right away, that Eric Whitacre song is incredibly beautiful. The melodies, the lyrics, everything. It blew me away just now, so thanks for posting it. I will be back in a few minutes.
10:55pm - Today I was reading a book called "Life After Death" by Damien Echols of West Memphis Three notoriety. I got it from the library, so I put other books I own on hold due to the library time limit. You may have noticed I read a lot, and I have ever since I learned how. I like the way the words go straight from the page into your mind, and that in itself is another interesting topic, ala linguistics : reading information versus hearing information or stories, and how each method of input, one aural and spoken, one visual and written, differs in the way it affects the reception in the brain. But I have always loved books, and my job affords me a lot of short breaks which are great for picking up a book. So today I was reading Damien Echols' book, and I couldn't put it down. I won't get into the details of the West Memphis Three case, you may know them, or not, but they are too grisly and not what the book is about anyway. It's about his life, and it's quite a story. I will finish it in another day or two, and then get back to The Hard Stuff, like Farrell, etc. If I am reading a biography, I can read very fast, but if I am reading something written in professorial language, I have to go a lot slower. But I love, love, love, my stories and my studies.
I was gonna tell you about the parks I visited yesterday. It really was a great morning, because I saw so much in such a short time. At first, I wanted to take a road called The Old Road, just to see where it might lead me. We have a major boulevard in the Valley that runs all the way from the mountains in the north to the mountains in the south. It is called Balboa Boulevard, and it is the only street that does that. It is two miles east of me, so I drove there, then went up Balboa to the top (north), where it goes into the mountains. There you can see the Mulholland Aqueduct, where all the water for the city of L.A. comes over the mountainside. Without that aqueduct, there would be no Los Angeles. It was completed in 1912, and L.A. exploded after that. We had water!
But right in that same area are roads that were in place before the freeways took over. One of them is the Sierra Highway, which I used a couple weeks ago to get to Placerita Canyon. The other is called The Old Road, and it's really just a two lane, old time, ground level version of what the enormous I-5 Freeway became. The Road runs parallel to the freeway. Because it is called The Old Road (i.e. "the highway before the freeway"), I thought it might offer picturesque sights for photographic opportunities, but no such luck. All it did was run alongside the I-5 for several miles. I knew it was time to turn around when I reached a stretch of The Old Road that was newly re-paved.
Wait a minute, I thought. This is The Old Road. How dare you re-pave it!
So, I turned around at that point and headed back to the junction near the aqueduct, where The Road meets the Sierra Highway, and then I headed north again, for just a few miles, and wound up at The Hart Ranch. You probably saw my photo of his house on FB yesterday. I wanted to go there because it was yet another place that, though somewhat close, I hadn't been to in years. The Hart Ranch is about 14 miles from my apartment, but I hadn't been there since 1972. My Dad used to take us regularly. You can dig red clay out of the ground there, which I did as a kid. They also have a barnyard full of animals, and I saw a cow, roosters and pheseants, and a few wild boars and potbellied pigs. Los Angeles, both the county and city, have a wonderful park system, and The Hart Ranch became part of it when William S. Hart, a cowboy movie star (one of the first big stars in the movie business) bequeathed his large ranch property to the county upon his death many decades ago. The mansion/museum was closed when I got there, so I didn't take a tour, but it was awesome once again to see a place, so local but so seemingly far away because it's just beyond the mountains, that I had not visited in 41 years. On the way back, I still had an hour to kill, so I stopped at Los Angeles' biggest city park, O'Melveny Park in Granada Hills, just six miles south of The Hart Ranch. O'Melveny is on the Valley side of the mountains, and I have been there many times, even in recent years. It is interesting how the mountains can hem a Valleyite in. One park on the Valley side, you visit. The other park, not so much.
But I am having an absolute blast on these recent road trips, even if The Old Road turned out to be a bit of a gyp.
I will keep exploring the area. One day, I hope to have a chance to find the Airplane Graveyard waaaaay out in the desert, which I was taken to when I was nine years old. Dozens of old planes, some ancient, some from WW2, sit rusting out in the middle of the Mojave, with no one watching over them. As I remember it, you just drive out there, and there they are, sitting haunted and alone. So that's another trip I wanna take, but now we are gonna be getting into the longer excursions, out on The Pearblossom Highway. That was where we found the obsidian fields, on the same day we drove to the airplane graveyard.
When I have a chance, and a trusty vehicle, I will really explore the desert.
I want you to come with me.
I would love, love, love, to travel the country with you. Just to drive, mainly on back roads, and see what we could see.
I Love You, Elizabeth, and am grateful every day for you, from the moment you came into my life.
You are my co-Spirit.
Sweet Dreams. xoxoxoxoxo :):)
I am home from Pearl's and have no more errands for the day, she has no church meetings or other appointments, so I will be around. I am thinking about you, as always, and hope you are having a good day. I think it's gonna be a good day all around, so I am sending you good thoughts and energy. You are my everything and I Love You So Much! Here's to a great day. :):)
7pm : I am just getting home, so I am gonna do the usual - walk about eight 'clock, etc. I just saw your chicken wing post, so I've gotta ask (out of curiosity and excitement), have you gotten the master of "Storm" yet? It's gotta be any day now, right? Well, you can surprise me. Now I am gonna eat something too, and I will be back later, probably after my walk. Right now I am home till 8. I Love You. xoxoxoxo
10:30pm - Wow. I have to say right away, that Eric Whitacre song is incredibly beautiful. The melodies, the lyrics, everything. It blew me away just now, so thanks for posting it. I will be back in a few minutes.
10:55pm - Today I was reading a book called "Life After Death" by Damien Echols of West Memphis Three notoriety. I got it from the library, so I put other books I own on hold due to the library time limit. You may have noticed I read a lot, and I have ever since I learned how. I like the way the words go straight from the page into your mind, and that in itself is another interesting topic, ala linguistics : reading information versus hearing information or stories, and how each method of input, one aural and spoken, one visual and written, differs in the way it affects the reception in the brain. But I have always loved books, and my job affords me a lot of short breaks which are great for picking up a book. So today I was reading Damien Echols' book, and I couldn't put it down. I won't get into the details of the West Memphis Three case, you may know them, or not, but they are too grisly and not what the book is about anyway. It's about his life, and it's quite a story. I will finish it in another day or two, and then get back to The Hard Stuff, like Farrell, etc. If I am reading a biography, I can read very fast, but if I am reading something written in professorial language, I have to go a lot slower. But I love, love, love, my stories and my studies.
I was gonna tell you about the parks I visited yesterday. It really was a great morning, because I saw so much in such a short time. At first, I wanted to take a road called The Old Road, just to see where it might lead me. We have a major boulevard in the Valley that runs all the way from the mountains in the north to the mountains in the south. It is called Balboa Boulevard, and it is the only street that does that. It is two miles east of me, so I drove there, then went up Balboa to the top (north), where it goes into the mountains. There you can see the Mulholland Aqueduct, where all the water for the city of L.A. comes over the mountainside. Without that aqueduct, there would be no Los Angeles. It was completed in 1912, and L.A. exploded after that. We had water!
But right in that same area are roads that were in place before the freeways took over. One of them is the Sierra Highway, which I used a couple weeks ago to get to Placerita Canyon. The other is called The Old Road, and it's really just a two lane, old time, ground level version of what the enormous I-5 Freeway became. The Road runs parallel to the freeway. Because it is called The Old Road (i.e. "the highway before the freeway"), I thought it might offer picturesque sights for photographic opportunities, but no such luck. All it did was run alongside the I-5 for several miles. I knew it was time to turn around when I reached a stretch of The Old Road that was newly re-paved.
Wait a minute, I thought. This is The Old Road. How dare you re-pave it!
So, I turned around at that point and headed back to the junction near the aqueduct, where The Road meets the Sierra Highway, and then I headed north again, for just a few miles, and wound up at The Hart Ranch. You probably saw my photo of his house on FB yesterday. I wanted to go there because it was yet another place that, though somewhat close, I hadn't been to in years. The Hart Ranch is about 14 miles from my apartment, but I hadn't been there since 1972. My Dad used to take us regularly. You can dig red clay out of the ground there, which I did as a kid. They also have a barnyard full of animals, and I saw a cow, roosters and pheseants, and a few wild boars and potbellied pigs. Los Angeles, both the county and city, have a wonderful park system, and The Hart Ranch became part of it when William S. Hart, a cowboy movie star (one of the first big stars in the movie business) bequeathed his large ranch property to the county upon his death many decades ago. The mansion/museum was closed when I got there, so I didn't take a tour, but it was awesome once again to see a place, so local but so seemingly far away because it's just beyond the mountains, that I had not visited in 41 years. On the way back, I still had an hour to kill, so I stopped at Los Angeles' biggest city park, O'Melveny Park in Granada Hills, just six miles south of The Hart Ranch. O'Melveny is on the Valley side of the mountains, and I have been there many times, even in recent years. It is interesting how the mountains can hem a Valleyite in. One park on the Valley side, you visit. The other park, not so much.
But I am having an absolute blast on these recent road trips, even if The Old Road turned out to be a bit of a gyp.
I will keep exploring the area. One day, I hope to have a chance to find the Airplane Graveyard waaaaay out in the desert, which I was taken to when I was nine years old. Dozens of old planes, some ancient, some from WW2, sit rusting out in the middle of the Mojave, with no one watching over them. As I remember it, you just drive out there, and there they are, sitting haunted and alone. So that's another trip I wanna take, but now we are gonna be getting into the longer excursions, out on The Pearblossom Highway. That was where we found the obsidian fields, on the same day we drove to the airplane graveyard.
When I have a chance, and a trusty vehicle, I will really explore the desert.
I want you to come with me.
I would love, love, love, to travel the country with you. Just to drive, mainly on back roads, and see what we could see.
I Love You, Elizabeth, and am grateful every day for you, from the moment you came into my life.
You are my co-Spirit.
Sweet Dreams. xoxoxoxoxo :):)
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Song (more added) (worried) (more added again)
My Darling,
I am just getting home. I had a really nice day, went to two parks. While I was at Pearl's, I saw your post of "Think Of Me" from Phantom. Not being familiar with the song, I didn't know the lyrics. Seeing them just now, I must say, I hope everything is okay. I say that because you don't often post songs, and when you have in the past, the message has been quite the opposite.
Well, I sure hope everything is okay. I will be around all night except for my walk.
Keeping my fingers crossed and sending you all my love. :):)
I'll write more later. I'll be here right now until 8pm, then my walk, then back at 9.
I Love You!
7:45 pm : I think I am just gonna stay home for the time being. I must admit, reading those lyrics makes me worry. Please, Elizabeth, if you read this, let me know how things are. I am sorry, I am probably worrying over nothing (and I sure hope that is true) because everything has been great; even just this morning, you posted the funny Justin Beiber thing. But those lyrics this evening, I would not have hit the "like" button had I known what they were. I sure hope you didn't see my "like" of that post and think I agree with the lyrics. God forbid. Anyway, I will stay home for now. I hope you see this blog, and maybe post something so I can rest easy. Thanks.
10:05pm : Just to underline it, I saw your post when I got to Pearl's, and I saw the title. It sounded like a nice title, so I clicked like. Being at Pearl's, I never could have clicked on the song itself without crashing her computer, so I had no idea what the lyrics were. But, like I said, everything has been so wonderful, for so long, that I just figured it was a beautiful song about thinking of the girl you are in love with. I sure hope I have all of this wrong, but those lyrics are so pointed.
I had a fun day, and I wanted to tell you about it, but now all I can do is worry. I mean, just a week or so ago, you posted that picture of a girl's hand with a ring on her finger, and I was over the moon with elation. I am crazy about you, Elizabeth, you are my love, my family and my life. So if something is wrong, would you please tell me? I'd ask you if you are mad at me, except that I cannot possibly imagine a reason. We just had a profoundly wonderful Summer, and even if it seemed short, there is no doubt that we fell so deeply in love and expressed so many wonderful thoughts to each other. So again, I am just failing to understand about that post, so if you are awake, would you please let me know if everything is okay? Cause right now, I am worried, and it's hard for me to worry. It will be hard for me to sleep.
So please, if you read this, let me know how you are feeling. If I have the whole thing wrong, which I fervently hope, then I can just laugh at myself and think of what a dummy I am, and go to sleep as the Happiest Man In The World, which is what I would normally be doing. I sure hope you read this, and thanks.
I Love You With All My Heart. :):)
11:05pm : Well, I guess it is going to be a hard night for me. I don't know what to say, that such a post should come out of the blue like this song has. I wish you would clarify it for me. This is one of those times when I wish we could talk to each other. I have never minded the form of communication we have had since February, because in the hands of you and I, we have developed it on a deeply symbolic and intuitive level, and - I have thought - that we have always understood one another. And beyond that, I have always thought, despite a few miscommunications early on, last Spring, that resulted in some slight misunderstandings as we were getting used to talking this way, that we have really and truly established something, a lasting love. This is not just something I get from computer communication, but from a deep intuitive sense. However, I am not so good on the other end, at trying to understand something like this, which seems to me to have come out of a clear blue sky.
All I know is that I had a Miracle happen in my life in April of last year. Miracles are not something that happen every day. I have been around long enough to know that most people never experience what we have. For you and I to come together in a world of billions of people, and to have everything connect the instant we met..............the only way to describe that is a Miracle.
Miracles are rare, probably exceptionally rare, but they are real .
We should never get so used to the reality of a Miracle that we take it for granted.
Anyhow, I won't go on and on tonight.
I will say again though, that it's hard for me when I don't understand what is going on. I stress out, can't sleep, can't eat. It's not fun. So please understand that. I am more than just words on a page, but a real person, one who loves you more than you can imagine.
I will be awake for another half-hour or so. I hope if you see this tonight you can respond, but if not, maybe you can post something tomorrow morning? I know you have a full day ahead, lots of school and work, but like I say, this post of the song came out of the blue. If our love wasn't real, wasn't soul deep, wasn't the Miracle it is, maybe I wouldn't worry so much about such an unusual post.
But our love is all those things, and so I do worry. I can't help it.
Thanks, Elizabeth. I Love You. xoxoxoxoxo :):)
I am just getting home. I had a really nice day, went to two parks. While I was at Pearl's, I saw your post of "Think Of Me" from Phantom. Not being familiar with the song, I didn't know the lyrics. Seeing them just now, I must say, I hope everything is okay. I say that because you don't often post songs, and when you have in the past, the message has been quite the opposite.
Well, I sure hope everything is okay. I will be around all night except for my walk.
Keeping my fingers crossed and sending you all my love. :):)
I'll write more later. I'll be here right now until 8pm, then my walk, then back at 9.
I Love You!
7:45 pm : I think I am just gonna stay home for the time being. I must admit, reading those lyrics makes me worry. Please, Elizabeth, if you read this, let me know how things are. I am sorry, I am probably worrying over nothing (and I sure hope that is true) because everything has been great; even just this morning, you posted the funny Justin Beiber thing. But those lyrics this evening, I would not have hit the "like" button had I known what they were. I sure hope you didn't see my "like" of that post and think I agree with the lyrics. God forbid. Anyway, I will stay home for now. I hope you see this blog, and maybe post something so I can rest easy. Thanks.
10:05pm : Just to underline it, I saw your post when I got to Pearl's, and I saw the title. It sounded like a nice title, so I clicked like. Being at Pearl's, I never could have clicked on the song itself without crashing her computer, so I had no idea what the lyrics were. But, like I said, everything has been so wonderful, for so long, that I just figured it was a beautiful song about thinking of the girl you are in love with. I sure hope I have all of this wrong, but those lyrics are so pointed.
I had a fun day, and I wanted to tell you about it, but now all I can do is worry. I mean, just a week or so ago, you posted that picture of a girl's hand with a ring on her finger, and I was over the moon with elation. I am crazy about you, Elizabeth, you are my love, my family and my life. So if something is wrong, would you please tell me? I'd ask you if you are mad at me, except that I cannot possibly imagine a reason. We just had a profoundly wonderful Summer, and even if it seemed short, there is no doubt that we fell so deeply in love and expressed so many wonderful thoughts to each other. So again, I am just failing to understand about that post, so if you are awake, would you please let me know if everything is okay? Cause right now, I am worried, and it's hard for me to worry. It will be hard for me to sleep.
So please, if you read this, let me know how you are feeling. If I have the whole thing wrong, which I fervently hope, then I can just laugh at myself and think of what a dummy I am, and go to sleep as the Happiest Man In The World, which is what I would normally be doing. I sure hope you read this, and thanks.
I Love You With All My Heart. :):)
11:05pm : Well, I guess it is going to be a hard night for me. I don't know what to say, that such a post should come out of the blue like this song has. I wish you would clarify it for me. This is one of those times when I wish we could talk to each other. I have never minded the form of communication we have had since February, because in the hands of you and I, we have developed it on a deeply symbolic and intuitive level, and - I have thought - that we have always understood one another. And beyond that, I have always thought, despite a few miscommunications early on, last Spring, that resulted in some slight misunderstandings as we were getting used to talking this way, that we have really and truly established something, a lasting love. This is not just something I get from computer communication, but from a deep intuitive sense. However, I am not so good on the other end, at trying to understand something like this, which seems to me to have come out of a clear blue sky.
All I know is that I had a Miracle happen in my life in April of last year. Miracles are not something that happen every day. I have been around long enough to know that most people never experience what we have. For you and I to come together in a world of billions of people, and to have everything connect the instant we met..............the only way to describe that is a Miracle.
Miracles are rare, probably exceptionally rare, but they are real .
We should never get so used to the reality of a Miracle that we take it for granted.
Anyhow, I won't go on and on tonight.
I will say again though, that it's hard for me when I don't understand what is going on. I stress out, can't sleep, can't eat. It's not fun. So please understand that. I am more than just words on a page, but a real person, one who loves you more than you can imagine.
I will be awake for another half-hour or so. I hope if you see this tonight you can respond, but if not, maybe you can post something tomorrow morning? I know you have a full day ahead, lots of school and work, but like I say, this post of the song came out of the blue. If our love wasn't real, wasn't soul deep, wasn't the Miracle it is, maybe I wouldn't worry so much about such an unusual post.
But our love is all those things, and so I do worry. I can't help it.
Thanks, Elizabeth. I Love You. xoxoxoxoxo :):)
Monday, September 9, 2013
Monday Night I Love You (a little bit added)
My Beautiful Lady,
I'm just getting home and wanted to tell you I Love You. Sending you many hugs and kisses as well. I got a new book in the mail from Amazon, "Axis Of The World : The Search For The Oldest American Civilization" by a guy named Igor Witkowski, so I am excited to begin reading that. A typical Monday for me, though I did make a trek over to the Oviatt to edit/delete more pictures on my photo card. It's easier to do that over there because the computers are super high powered. My little Chromebook is fast, but slow loading when it comes to photos. Anyhow, a basically ordinary day. How is school going so far? Not too overwhelming I hope. Well, walk time is coming up, so I will be back later this evening.
I Love You! :):)
11pm : I am listening to Tool "10,000 Days". It's one of those albums you have to hear a bunch of times to digest everything that is going on, and then it hits you how great it is. Tool are a weird band, not something I'm in the mood for every night, but they are powerful and unique, and if you ever have a chance to see them live, which I am sure you will, don't miss them. Their live show has sound and visuals that have to be seen to be believed. By the time they tour again, we will see them together. :):)
Tomorrow I may try to take one of my short road trips, if I can find a suitable destination. One place I really wanna get out to is the old Pearblossom Highway. It's about an hour out of the Valley, but it is total desert and has some great "old stuff", like abandonded gas stations and who knows what. But for a shorter trip on a work day, maybe I will try The Old Road, which runs parallel to the I-5 freeway, just to see where it takes me. Other than that, I will just keep up with my studies. I am loving this time we are in, and all the interesting things that are happening. Do your best in school, but keep yourself at the forefront.
That's all I know for tonight. I Love You, Elizabeth! xoxoxoxoxo
I'm just getting home and wanted to tell you I Love You. Sending you many hugs and kisses as well. I got a new book in the mail from Amazon, "Axis Of The World : The Search For The Oldest American Civilization" by a guy named Igor Witkowski, so I am excited to begin reading that. A typical Monday for me, though I did make a trek over to the Oviatt to edit/delete more pictures on my photo card. It's easier to do that over there because the computers are super high powered. My little Chromebook is fast, but slow loading when it comes to photos. Anyhow, a basically ordinary day. How is school going so far? Not too overwhelming I hope. Well, walk time is coming up, so I will be back later this evening.
I Love You! :):)
11pm : I am listening to Tool "10,000 Days". It's one of those albums you have to hear a bunch of times to digest everything that is going on, and then it hits you how great it is. Tool are a weird band, not something I'm in the mood for every night, but they are powerful and unique, and if you ever have a chance to see them live, which I am sure you will, don't miss them. Their live show has sound and visuals that have to be seen to be believed. By the time they tour again, we will see them together. :):)
Tomorrow I may try to take one of my short road trips, if I can find a suitable destination. One place I really wanna get out to is the old Pearblossom Highway. It's about an hour out of the Valley, but it is total desert and has some great "old stuff", like abandonded gas stations and who knows what. But for a shorter trip on a work day, maybe I will try The Old Road, which runs parallel to the I-5 freeway, just to see where it takes me. Other than that, I will just keep up with my studies. I am loving this time we are in, and all the interesting things that are happening. Do your best in school, but keep yourself at the forefront.
That's all I know for tonight. I Love You, Elizabeth! xoxoxoxoxo
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