Monday, November 12, 2007

I said, woman, take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience

Today's projects involved:

Silent Night

My Favorite Things

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus

Wishlist (Not a Christmas song, but I can play it, and it mentions Christmas)

Have A Holly Jolly Christmas

We Wish You a Merry Christmas

The Rainbow Connection (See wishlist, minus the christmas mention)


A couple others that were easy enough for me to play, but she didn't want to sing them... plus some that she wanted to sing, but were too hard for me to play. Friggin jazz chords.


Oh, you should know what Stanette made for dinner.


She took a pork tenderloin and rolled it in that really spicy dijon mustard, with the intact brown seeds. Then she rolled it in some honey and crushed hazelnuts and seared it, making a crust of the mustard, honey and nuts.

Sweet Baby Jesus.

In the meantime, she had some yam and sweet potato - sea salt and something, baking in a casserole pan in the oven at 425.

When the tenderloin was seared, she put it on top of the stuff in the casserole.

It cooked for a while, and she, I don't know- seared? wilted? blanched? - I think it was "wilted" some swiss chard in a frying pan.

If I haven't yet mentioned Sweet Baby Jesus, wearing a tuxedo t-shirt that says he's ready to party, yet kind of serious, then maybe I should: Sweet Baby Jesus.

It was really, really good.

It would have buckled a vegetarian's knees.


Then we watched some National Geographic channel shows about Yellowstone (buffalos gettin' it on! The show was called "Thunderbeasts," which, interestingly, is what I call myself when I'm gettin' it on).

Then Something About Mary came on. We got through the FRANKS AND BEANS scene, UJ called and Stanette went to bed.

So, here I am, listening to Guns and writing this crap for your workday entertainment.

I bet you'd like it if I had some Cool Whip and sprinkles, wouldn't you?

And some hot fudge?

Come on.


This video is described as Daft Punk Technologic (Creepy), and I have to say, it is creepy:


I told you I was troubled
You know I'm no good

K-top- I am excited to see what you have come up with so far. No worries and no rush... I obviously didn't kick off the project with a bang. Anyway, I am looking forward to it.


My fingers and hand are fairly sore from playing all these fucked-up jazz chords I have never played before, in an effort to throw a "Christmas-y" set together for December 1. I had forgotten that my dad will be there then, so he will get to experience something a little unusual when he is here.

Also, my friends Tom and Will are coming in December, and we have another Christmas/music thing then, too... except this one is at some really rich dude's house.

Bad timing on both counts, but odds are, Will and Tom would've heard some guitar that Saturday anyway.


It snowed Saturday. I leave for California on Friday morning. I'll be visiting my friend, Dan. The next weekend, Thanksgiving, my sister, Lizzy, will visit.

I think we will go out to the Gallatin Gateway Inn, rather than cook.


For those of you who missed the "offensive post" then requested it, sorry, but it is gone. I just deleted it.

Also, I decided to not send out the vaguely criminal, but absolutely hilarious story from a couple months ago... in case you were wondering. When (if) you see me, buy me a beer, and I will happily tell it to you. It's just not the kind of thing I want to memorialize in writing.


Saturday, we attended a fun party down in Ennis, Montana. Sunni threw a 40th birthday party for her husband, John. We all wore black.

Ennis is a half hour or so away, so we lined up drivers. Six of us piled into a Land Cruiser and enjoyed a mini road trip. I made a couple discs of some Guns-n-Roses and other songs. It was a fun party.

As I mentioned a few posts ago, the people in my new social circle live in some absolutely killer houses.

Sunday, we laid around for most of the day, then rallied to go see American Gangster with Denzel and Russell Crowe. It was good, but frankly, I was expecting more. It was well done, as you would expect from Ridley Scott, Russell Crowe and Denzel. (Is Denzel ever bad? Really, his presence can make a "C" movie into a "B".)

First, I was pretty jacked that Jay Z had created a new album "inspired by" the movie, but none of the music was in the movie! Although, there were some pretty sweet, funky seventies' tunes. Second, although it was a fascinating (and based on a true) story, there were no surprises, and at the end of two and a half hours, I was ... meh.

Verdict: It was good, but wait for the rental.

That was my weekend.