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Still Sucking
I haven't found it. But then, it's so tiny and the world is so big, after you've looked in the obvious places, where could you look?
Anyway, a few people have chimed in with some psychic help. A friend of a friend, noted for her previous semi-psychic help at finding things suggested, over the phone to my friend, "Dark green."
Another friend of mine who experiments with remote viewing had this to say:
The ring is in a building with a foundation and side wall of rough-hewn light beige sand blocks. The foundation extends around to a side wall.
In the front are about 4 or 5 stairs that look like railroad ties. They go up to the front porch, or something that has an overhang. The overhang is supported by 2 columns. This is an entrance. All the wood is very dark looking everywhere.
Somewhere, maybe in front, but probably inside, there is dark wood cut at an angle. Take say a 2x2 by something piece of wood, and slice off the ends at a severe angle. so from the side it looks like a parallelogram. There are more than one of these types of pieces of wood. May be a torch, but i don't feel that. May possibly be a staircase made of rough wood.
Inside the building, there's an object that has two nodules to it. Imagine a beanbag chair, folded over onto itself. Only it's not as soft as a beanbag chair, has an elasticity more like dough. It is definitely gray in color. The ring is right near there, under it I believe.
I did go to a Barnes and Noble earlier that day, but that was probably hours before I noticed it was lost. I've found since then that I fiddle with it a lot, noticable now because it isn't there. But this leads me to think that, if it had disappeared, I would have noticed sooner rather than later.
I honestly believe it came off when I removed my gloves after clearing the snow from our driveway. The timing is right and the situation makes sense (the pressure from the glove strips the ring off and tosses it somewhere). Still, I'll call the B&N. But I believe I'll search the garage a little more thoroughly too.
Sucks
I lost my wedding ring.
It turns out that, short of my kids or my wife, there's nothing I could have lost that would have meant more to me.
Powder More Blue
From a Ween FAQ:
Ok, apparently the sample of Ali was supposed to end up on the end of "Powder Blue", but the rights to use it hadn't cleared. A whole bunch got pressed before the mistake was caught, and consequent printings have been with out it. Rumor has it that most of the sampled copies went to Canada, so good luck getting it up there, eh?
That doesn't help. I think I'm screwed.
Powder Blue
I was listening to Ween's 12 Golden Country Greats in the car on the way to work. It's a great album that's really grown on me, I must say.
Anyway, song six, Powder Blue, has a bit where he introduces the band, then says, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Mohamad Ali". Now in the version I've, uh, previously borrowed, there's a sampled quote from Mr. Clay, and then a minute more of song. On this disc, the song simply ends there, which would be clever, except I've heard the original.
What happened?
I can only assume it's some sort of copyright infringement thing, but here's the rub. This isn't the disc I wanted to purchase. As far as I'm concerned, I thought I was purchasing one thing, and ended up purchasing something of less value. Imagine buying the next Harry Potter novel, only to find that pages 350-375 were missing. What would you do?
I want the correct copy of the CD. I'm guessing I won't be able to get that (except maybe used), so I'll settle for my money back.
Let's see where this takes us.
Edit:
Well, it's not as exciting as I hoped. It looks like they might have pressed these shortened versions first, adding the quote once they secured the rights. Sigh. Now I need to find a newer version of the disc.
My Band
Imagine the trouble you'd cause if you released an album under the band name "Various Artists". Man, there'd be some wicked problems.
Right now I'm listening to a collaboration between the Ruins' drummer (and founding member) Tatsuya Yoshida and a pianist named Satoko Fujii. It's like Ruins with piano instead of bass. Ni-i-i-ice.
Obsessive/Compulsive
Here's an example of a biographical piece that I wasn't going to post. But, I'm posting it, as it relates to music and I want to force myself to post more and self-censure less. So here it is:
So, as a Christmas gift to myself, I bought a bunch of CDs, like 50+. But I hadn't bought CDs in a long time and people weren't giving them to me for Xmas or Birthdays, so I treated myself. This is stuff I've been collecting and enjoying on MP3, stuff I really liked, so I wanted to add it to my library.
Anyway, I've been ripping and tagging the files, and I'm finding it hard to squelch the perfectionist in me.
For example, I just listened to a song that had a teeny glitch in it, really just the slighest pop. So, I wanted to go back and re-rip it to make sure the pop was gone.
But why? The CD itself is in good condition. So there's a teeny pop in one tune. Who cares? But it's very hard to ignore.
Similarly, I started capturing more detailed info, like composer, rating, mood and such. But I realized, if my hard-drive dies, I'll have to re-enter all this. And what is it really buying me now? The program I'm using, MediaMonkey, allows you to backup the database, but if you lose everything and have to re-rip, there's no way to "apply" what you've already entered. Unless, I think, the files have exactly the same name.
So, I'm trying to give it up. I enter it if it's obvious, but for some stuff, it's not worth the trouble. Still, I want it there. I want access to that information. Letting that go is tough.
That's obsessive-compulsive, baby.
The Obligatory Self-Referential Blog-Related Musing
You can't tell now, because you're already here, but I have done a little work on the site format. I mean, that's not the most exciting thing, but that's where we're at now. I've updated the background, added a place for articles and other links and so on. This is good stuff, even if it's 'behind-the-scenes' stuff, as it means the blog is moving forward. Even if you can't see it.
Posting has been down for two reasons. First, a new baby has meant no time. This is far worse than I thought it would be. He eats time like a snake eats baby mice, just swallowing it whole. Not that he means to, but that's what babies do. I had really forgotten.
Second, I'm not sure where I want to take this. I mean, nobody's reading now anyway, so it sort of doesn't matter, but I often think of something I might want to post, then say "nahhh."
Should this blog be more personal, somewhat like a diary, or more professional? Should it be chock full of the random musings that seem to haunt all blogs, or should I keep it all relevant, like the first few posts are? And what does 'relevant' even mean?
I think I'm going with the musing thing, as it'll give me a chance to let the blog shape itself. The one caveat with that is that I'll be refering to things as if you already know all about them, though you may not. I'll throw a little background up when I think it's necessary, but I don't want to clutter it with biographical information. It needs to be about life, code and music, so I'll keep it aimed there.
Right now, we'll just work on priming the pump and see what comes of it.
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