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Name: Colin
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: Houston
Birthday: 1/8/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Christianity, music, sports, debating just about anything, Simpsons, Seinfeld, being slightly sarcastic but not to the point of being overly dark
Expertise: Um... I guess after 4 and a half years of going to school for music I count as some form of an expert, although some might question that. I honestly am probably more up to date on baseball and football than I am on some aspects of music.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
AIM:  Winkman983
Member Since:
10/26/2005
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| This guy might be my hero.
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K, that didn't work the first time, so try this link instead.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s13Y7SKrFls
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| If anyone is actually still reading this thing, I'm taking suggestions for the name of mine and James' rock band on "Rock Band". James just bought it, and yes, it rocks. Our band is lacking in a quality name at this point though. James thought it should have something about DC in it, so I came up with DC Speak. I thought it was very original. I'm open to suggestions though.
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| The reason of men - the insight of Scripture = idiocy
(I didn't feel like putting together an entire proof, but should you like to do so, read the OT).
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| Thought for the day- What did Arminians/anti-Calvinists/Free Willers (or Free Willies if you so choose) use in their arguments before the idea of robots existed? It seems like anyone who talks about it instantly compares human actions to robots.
In other news, an update on my life haiku form-
Chicago is cold
I have a Wii and it's fun
My job is cool too
I'm working on getting that one published. Let me know if you have any connections.
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| I've honestly been meaning to write something in here for awhile but just never gotten around to it. Xanga is sadly falling by the wayside. That's probably a good thing though because I need to be a little more watchful of what opinions I toss around since I am employed now. This one is entirely safe though, so I shall continue.
I have to admit that I am a sucker for a few especially cheesy things in life- underdog sports stories/movies, sentimental/patriotic moments (like one of my bosses explaining today how she played for the Iran hostages as they got off the plane back in 1980... that's a pretty sweet part of this job!), and of course Christmas. There was a short while in high school where I was in my typical teenage "being around family sucks" phase, but that soon passed and I'm back to being an absolute sucker for Christmas season. That being said, I have devised a way to instantly create that sappy "I love Christmas" feeling any time you need a little boost (e.g. wanting to swear at the stupid drivers in D.C. traffic, being bored because your job only demands you working 8 hours this week, alright that last one was mean so I'm stopping now...).
Anyway, the ultimate Christmas emotion creator- find a piano, keyboard, or some instrument you can play. Pick your favorite note. Sing it. Then sing a perfect 5th higher. Then sing a minor 6th below that (half step below your favorite note). Then jump back up a minor 6th (same note as when you jumped up the perfect 5th). You can just stop there if you're satisfied, or otherwise find some sort of semi-diatonic descending pattern to get you back down to your favorite note, and that should fully Christmasize you.
I realized this after watching Elf, Polar Express, and some other Christmas movie I can't remember all in the span of about 8 hours, and at the super-sentimental Christmas moment in each movie, you get that same motif. It's got to mean something when it's that universal. It's the ultimate Christmas motif. Wagner would be proud.
Alright. Enough of that silliness. In terms of anything else pertinent to write, I don't think I have much. I think you all should move to D.C. Other than sucky traffic, it's a pretty dang cool place. James and I played frisbee with some friends of his right on the Mall with the Washington Monument right behind us. Maybe the effect of all this monumental stuff will wear off in awhile, but for now it's still pretty exciting. Work wise things are good too, obviously because of the Navy Band job, but I've already had a few gigs pop up without even pushing my name out there too much. Good times.
In the immortal words of Mindy from Animaniacs, "OKLoveYaByeBye!"
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