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Anticlimactic

1:39am Saturday 1 July 2000

Wende and I watched Patriot Games tonight, which was pretty good, but not astonishing.

Afterward, I drove to KTRU to say HI to Tejus (who hosts the Friday night MK Ultra show), and Vishnu, who spins records on the last Friday of each month.

I got there and the door was locked to the building. Not surprising because it's summer session and not many peoples are on campus.

Called from the outside phone and no one answered.

Called the secret DJ number from the outside phone and no one answered.

Back around to where the station windows overlook the street and hoped someone would just happen to look out and see me.

Threw a couple of little rocks, but didn't hit the window cause I was throwing them softly because I didn't want to break it...

I wondered in what type of trouble I could find myself for throwing rocks at the window... Would the campus police handcuff me? Fine me? Lock me up for the weekend?

Then I found the seed pods of a ______ (*) tree that were perfect! I threw them in succession fairly accurately against the window.

tink!

tink!

tock (concrete)

tink!

tink!

After a couple of volleys, someone looked out, and someone else let me in.

HI to Tejus and HI to Vishnu and then they left.

That's the anticlimactic part. Bluh.

I drove home wondering why I went out there, trying to make myself feel better that I got to see them, that I told them I would probably go out there so I did the right thing, blah blah blah... but the truth is, I just wanted them to like me. I just want to feel cool like I imagine a turntable DJ must feel.

What a load of crap. Turntablism is a learned skill that takes tons of practice and talent and practice practice practice. How can I expect to be cool just by saying HI to such a DJ for 30 seconds every six months??

I waver back and forth between:

1) Learning new skills all the time just because I can

2) Forget turntablism; it's more work than you are willing to do

AND I'm rambling. It's 2:07am. I spent most of the time on this entry looking for the type of tree up by the (*). They're all around my dad's house. I should know it.. I'm thinking Chinese Pear Tree or something. bluh. good night.

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