May 31st, 2001

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Finally, a night of uninterrupted sleep.

My little brother made it safely back from Israel last night, and it was great to see him. He looks like a new person; he had the time of his life over there, you can tell, and that glow will stay with him for quite some time, I'd bet. He bought a pretty cool hookah, and we partook in some peach tobacco, which was quite nice. Had some pretty far-out conversations, too, which was cool - he got really into the Kaballah, which is this insane mystical shit. It's hard for me to believe that I never told him about Disc Theory until last night. I'm hoping that he'll follow my suggeston and get a copy of "Still Life With Woodpecker" - that should really turn his world upside down.

What book(s) really shattered your reality? And there'll be no poll, since I bombed on several Woody Allen omissions.... I can think of a few in particular that tweaked me pretty good:

1. "On the Road" - yes, it captured the feeling of wanderlust that everybody in college has, but I was really just thrown for a loop by a few passages in particular, which I highlighted and have since forgotten. I remember one was when they were raving about the horn player who had "IT", and shortly afterwards they talk about being in cars when they were kids and imagining that their arms were giant scythes, slicing everything in big whooshes - I used to do the same thing, and it was eerie how similar JK's description of it was...

2. "Infinite Jest" - I'm not gonna rant about this book. I'm not gonna rant about this book. OK, well, look - this book will kick your favorite book's ass, and there's really nothing you can do about it. I remember buying it my junior year of college, and skipping classes for the rest of the week, and finishing it in 7 days, footnotes and all.

3. "Revenge of the Lawn" - while this isn't my favorite Richard Brautigan book, it was the first one I read, and I haven't been the same since.
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from today's New York Times

The Latest Fitness Craze: Play More Video Games

By IAN AUSTEN

Neil Nusbaum has an unusual prescription
for increasing the fitness of children: they
should play more video games. But while they
play, says Mr. Nusbaum, the president of
Hollywood Engineering, they should be
pedaling stationary bicycles that his company
has modified to act as controllers for Sony
PlayStations.

"With this," he said, "we can keep a kid on a
bike for 30 to 40 minutes, sweating and having
a great workout."

The CycleFX Game Rider and Game Rider
Directcontrol, which will be out this summer,
integrate cycling into any PlayStation racing
game, including those with competition
between monster trucks rather than
Lycra-clad athletes. Players change direction
using handlebars fitted with standard
PlayStation control buttons, and their pedaling
rate determines on-screen speed.

The Game Rider ($599) is a full stationary bike that acts as a controller. The
Directcontrol version ($399) is a hardware and software package that fits either
ordinary bicycles or stationary bikes and turns them into game controllers. With either
version, up to two Game Riders can be connected to a PlayStation unit for racing
between human rather than just virtual opponents.

Players will have to be content with getting their on-screen amusement from racing
games alone. "We don't get into baseball or shoot-'em- ups," Mr. Nusbaum said.
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frodo-do-deeyo-do (or, froD'OH)

Various things I've been meaning to write over the last week:

1. Finished part 1 of Lord of the Rings last night, and now I'm totally hooked. And I would like to formally apologize for referring to my "inner snob" (as pointed out by an alert non-LJing reader) when I said that I wasn't really interested in Tolkien. I was a humongous snob, there's nothing "inner" about it.

2. The woman and I had our first real talk about moving in together last weekend, and I have to say, I'm really excited for that eventuality. It sucks having a long-distance relationship when you both live in the same city.

3. I've been just going apeshit on my 4-track recently, and I've started noticing some interesting patterns in my recording process. For the last 2 months or so I've gotten over the conceit that everything I record has to sound perfect, so I can allow myself to just put down rough sketches of whatever's in my brain. The main reason why I'm sketching, aside from just allowing ideas to form instead of immediately editing, is so that I can figure out what I'll need in order to translate this stuff into a band format. (The whole idea is to eventually start a band, but I wasn't sure how to piece it together - did i want keyboards, did i want a female singer, did i want a tuba, etc). As it turns out, I've deliberately held back from doing guitar overdubs, which leads me to believe that I'm gearing up to start a 3-piece. Which is fine with me, as I've had little success in forging a successful partnership with any of the guitarists I've played with. And now that I have my little looper-device, I can sorta sound like 2 simultaneous guitars anyway.

4. GodDAMN I'm tired of the temping life.

5. GodDAMN I hate toothaches.

6. GodDAMN I'm tired of being broke.

If you know anyone hiring for rock stars, look me up, please.
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