Vibiant

Let’s see if I got this right;  we have a full week of seemingly endless “mid-air incidents”, wherre planes left and right are landing in airports that aren’t supposed to land at under the watchful eyes of air force fighter planes from a veritable League of Nations of nations, utterly ruining any semblence of scheduling fidelity that was left to this post 9-11 air travel world, the media naturally managed to whip the pubilc opinion into a frenzy about the state of danger in the air, and today we get a plane crash of the good-old-fashioned, bad weather/bad judgment. 

I’m not making light of the deaths of innocent civilians, that would be crass, and truth be told, air travel is much safer than driving in a car, or even walking down the stairs.  It’s all too easy to get caught up in issues less important than air safety.  Like using nail polish whilst on the plane.  Or sharing a cell phone. 

I really, really REALLY want to board a plane for a long, cross-country flight and just start throwing tennis balls.  Just fill the largest possible carryon and go nuts. 

One of the advantages of doing the Ryan Report on a radio station as opposed to this newer, and far snazzier, medium, is the lack of audience participation.  The lack of guest hosts, the preponderance of my misspelled words rrather thsan my poorly-pronounced verbiage, intro music, commercials, and so on, essentially the compleat accoutrements of such a radio showe.  Yes yes, I could be making audioblogs, because clearly I have so much time to devote to this as it is. 

THe Ryan Report was an event, in a literal sense.  It also wansn’t real, in a somewhat more figurative swense.  It sounded lihe a call in talk show, it probably smelled like a call in talk show, were you to actually smell i., but in reality, it was a soap opera.  Everything was scripted.  Breiffly, I had delusions of Groundlings-Grandeur, and rapidly discovered I couldn’t ads lib worth a damn.  I can sound perfectly convinvcing, even rattling a stack of papers in front of me, but for the forseeable future, I need the crutch.  Hell, I like the crutch, the production trick we used allowed us to have a much larger sounding cast than was actually there, add dream sequneces, and report frosm low earth orbit and Philedelphia, not that I’m implying that those two places are remotely similar, but you make the call.   

It says something when my closest friends think that I am out of town when I’m actually putting my studio back together again.  It just takes so damn long.  With the new rack I had new space, and a place to put another patch bay [which I needed] and some new to me, or rather, used procerssors [which I wanted].  A new, flatscreen monitor for Audiocomputer also meant that space could be saved, so it actually takes up less space than before.  For some reason, I’m using fewer cables than before, which doesn’t make sense, since I have more gear. 

Either way, it’s no small thing to reassemble.  First, the gear has to go in, prioritizing what goes where, so the pieces I use the most are the closest to my hands.  Then the power cables have to be run, the high drain devices get priority, the less-draw items get the power strips.  Everything has to keep from being knotten up when the racks go back into their respective places.  Finally, the signal cables have to go all the places thst they have to go, not get knotted up, and not get crossed connections.  It never quite goes perfectly, I had a signal wire crossed up on one of the VCR’s [sampling means a lot of recording, so. . . . ] but as far as I can tell, everything is now labelled properly, and troubleshot, er. . .  troubleshooted, and so on, which  leads to my next project:

Catalogging my synethesia, for example.

I’m starting small, first numbers, then the alphabet, and the colors that they. . . contain. 

 If you don’t know what synethesia is, I strongly encourage you to patronize your local library and pick up a copy of The Man Who Could Taste Shapes.

Here is one, or rather “1″:

The color is close as I could get, given that my computer only has 16 million colors in it.