Fun With Covers

This, indeed, is something special: a song that I recorded and mixed all by myself. However, the song isn't mine; it's "Such Great Heights" by The Postal Service. But, to my credit, I threw in a ukelele. And I used a cardboard box as a kick drum. In any case, I hope you enjoy this.

"The List" (for Pride Month)

June is LGBTQMIQRAPCZ Pride Month. (I made four of those letters up. I'll give you fifty points if you can guess which ones.) In honor, I've decided that I want to share something special. A while ago, I wrote a short story of my experience in coming out. Particularly, coming out to my church. It's quite the story, a story of awkwardness, animosity, and Godwin's Law. I hope you enjoy reading it.

(Note: This story was written at a period in my life when I lost faith in finding a truly accepting church and thus never went. I found one eventually, though. Hooray for Pocatello!)

(Note Also: This story is seven pages long, so I'm posting it as a PDF.)

The List

"What Have You Been Up To Lately?"

I'm so glad you asked, no one. I've been up to this:

A considerable amount of this. It's a grand old, money-making, blogspot neglecting time.

Also, this:

The Magical End of School Piano Anthology

It's all over! The school year has ended and my vacation has arrived, and now I don't know what to do with myself!

In celebration, I have compiled here all of my piano compositions that were assigned to me in my last semester of Music Theory. They were really quite a bit of fun to create. Here they are for whoever wants them.

And Now, a Short Scene...

One of many from a movie titled The College Experience, a dull, miserably lengthy comedy.

FADE IN:

INT. APARTMENT KITCHEN. 7:00 A.M.

JOHN is groggily making himself breakfast. A PAN of leftover Hamburger Helper sits on the stove top, presumably left there by ROOMMATE #2 the night before, as that is a habit of his. A partially eaten BANANA lies on the kitchen counter in its peel, though JOHN does not know who left it there. It's really, really GROSS. Enter ROOMMATE #1.

                               JOHN

Hey, do you know whose banana that is?

                       ROOMMATE #1

What?

                              JOHN

That banana. (Motions toward BANANA)

                       ROOMMATE #1

(Looks) Oh, yeah. That's mine.

                             JOHN

That's... kinda gross.

                      ROOMMATE #1

(Jovial, worry-free) It's still good! I can still eat it! (Laughs)

JOHN has no response to this. After pulling something out of the FRIDGE, ROOMMATE #1 exits, leaving the BANANA where it lays. Completely mortified, JOHN takes his breakfast away from the counter and tries to ignore his surroundings entirely, shifting his focus instead towards moving into a SINGLE-ROOM APARTMENT after his lease is up. Still, JOHN finds that his bagel has suddenly become a tad less appetizing.

FADE OUT.

So I realized...

...that I'm not at all sure what exactly it is I'm doing with this blog. I guess that, when I started it, I expected to be more productive than I am in terms of creative endeavors. I guess I thought school wouldn't get too much in the way of that, which is hilarious. I guess I thought I'd be able to post more of my crocheted things here, but most of those are awfully mundane. (Striped scarves, anyone? No?) Really, I had a clearer idea of what I didn't want this blog to be. That is, I didn't want it to be about my life. Here's what you need to know about my life: it's boring, but that's ok, because I spend it with fantastic people. I'll spare you details. (Also, I didn't want it to be pretentious and self-indulgent, but I mentioned that already.)

Anyways, here are the lyrics to a song that I finished writing recently, which I guess is something I should post here. It's slightly romantic, slightly philosophical, and very, very silly.

The 30-Day Photo Challenge: CONQUERED

"Day 31 - A picture of yourself"

So... What now?

The 30-Day Photo Challenge: Day 30

"A picture of someone you miss"

This is Engine. Engine was my family's first dog. We got her in 2001 when our neighbors were moving out and didn't know what to do with her. We took her, and she became instantly beloved by our family. She was two years old then. As evidenced by this picture, she didn't age all that gracefully, becoming overweight and indolent, plagued with joint problems. As she became ever older, her health continued to deteriorate. Eventually, she became completely, helplessly immobile. It was at then, after 10 years, that the family decided to have her euthanized. It happened about a week ago. Alas, I was away at college and I was not able to see her in her final days. Though I know it would break my heart to see her suffer that way, I wish I could have seen her off. Such is life. If you're reading this, I'm sure (or at least I hope) you know what a pet can mean to a person, especially a pet that stays with them for so long as she did. So please don't think me absurd when I wish for the poor creature to rest in peace. I dearly hope that she enjoyed her life, and that she felt all of the love that we gave her. She will be sorely missed.

The 30-Day Photo Challenge: Day 29

"A picture that can always make you smile"

This one.

(Yes, I missed yet another day. No, I'm not going to play catch-up, because this is the end and I need to MAKE it COUNT or whatever.)

The 30-Day Photo Challenge: Day 28

"A picture of something you're afraid of"

As fascinating as wild animals may be, I find many of them to be overwhelmingly terrifying. I'm even starting to shiver looking at that ram...