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Tonight:

Drums: Watching drum videos and practicing on my little pad kit pretending like I know what I’m doing. My broken leg is proving to be a major bummer (right leg, can’t bass drum at all.) Substituting my left foot… it sounds so funky

Bass: Trying to piece together some bass lines from the new Parallax II by BTBAM, which is proving to be quite a challenge…. much harder than Colors and Misdirect. I have a decent little 3 minute chunk of “Extremophile Elite”, but no where near ready to even show off to my friends. I LOVE 4:53 - 6:45ish, soo good. A few minutes later, revisiting the “Walk ing in to a certain state of …” from the EP fits so well.

I love just sitting here dissecting music. 

My main goal for 2013 is to put together a cover video - we’ll see how that goes, Dan Briggs is ridiculous.

Programming: More work on getting through the Lynda.com Java tutorials. Starting a new language is always so strange.

Food: Made some delicious oatmeal (brown sugar, cinnamon added yum), strawberries, blueberries, vanilla greek yogurt.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJDH4ISFPk4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKz04cs660E

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EF8GhC-T_Mo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FnXMy9DXvgw

deadpaint:

Lucas Cranach the Elder, Judith with the Head of Holofernes

Can’t sleep bike ride. #church #spokane #architecture #cross #solomission (Taken with Instagram)

A doodle from 2007 by me.

Hook hand lizards breathing fire into eternity

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

When I was 4. I had a bad dream about Terminator because my mom was working late at Carl’s Jr. that night and my dad let me stay up and watch it. The dream felt like the end of the world. Everything was on fire and no one was home. I ran outside and went next door to the neighbors, that’s when I saw the first Terminator kind of just roving around their house. I got scared and ran back home and the Terminators were in my house. At first I thought they were rolling around on wheels but then I realized they were floating just a couple feet off the ground. They were Terminator ghosts. I ran toward my room dodging them and right before I reached safety one grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up, choking me. I yelled and told it to put me down but all I heard in reply was the echo of my own voice through it’s semi-hollow metal body. My first memory was a bad dream about ghost terminators.

(Source: cobraheart-daiquiri)

A jam a day keeps the demons at bay. Improvised and free, the way it should be.

My first day with the guitar… slowly starting to learn ‘On Impulse’ by Animals as Leaders. Check the real song out, it’s beautifully written.