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Apr. 27th, 2006 10:51 pmThere's no wife in the house. She's gone for a week. Just me and the poodle.
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jericho_the_dog and I had dinner together. I ate off the floor and let him climb up on the kitchen table. We both agree his kibble tastes better with ice cream on it. We spent the afternoon rolling around in piles of moldy leaves and chewing on a squirrel carcass. That was pretty cool. Also, he's been trying to teach me how to lick my own butt. I keep telling him that that yoga asana is too advanced for me. He just keeps on doing it though. Show off. Tomorrow we're going to hit campus and sniff college girls.
Actually, tomorrow I'm giving a brief talk about how social networking tools like MySpace are being used by musicians for networking and marketing. It's rare that the rock star side of my life ever overlaps with my stodgy government contractor life, but the President of my company is very interested in the whole Web 2.0 thing and he's asking my office for a discussion over current internet trends. My coworkers thought my insight into how bands are operating online might be a springboard for brainstorming possible new ideas for our company. At the very least, it could help us win contracts with the U.S. government's poorly funded Department of Rock. Never mind, that office was rolled up into Homeland Security a long time ago.
I think it's been a month since I've posted. I got really tired after the Hedwig show closed. And I'm still tired. Maybe I'll complain about that more in detail later.
jericho_the_dog and I had dinner together. I ate off the floor and let him climb up on the kitchen table. We both agree his kibble tastes better with ice cream on it. We spent the afternoon rolling around in piles of moldy leaves and chewing on a squirrel carcass. That was pretty cool. Also, he's been trying to teach me how to lick my own butt. I keep telling him that that yoga asana is too advanced for me. He just keeps on doing it though. Show off. Tomorrow we're going to hit campus and sniff college girls. Actually, tomorrow I'm giving a brief talk about how social networking tools like MySpace are being used by musicians for networking and marketing. It's rare that the rock star side of my life ever overlaps with my stodgy government contractor life, but the President of my company is very interested in the whole Web 2.0 thing and he's asking my office for a discussion over current internet trends. My coworkers thought my insight into how bands are operating online might be a springboard for brainstorming possible new ideas for our company. At the very least, it could help us win contracts with the U.S. government's poorly funded Department of Rock. Never mind, that office was rolled up into Homeland Security a long time ago.
I think it's been a month since I've posted. I got really tired after the Hedwig show closed. And I'm still tired. Maybe I'll complain about that more in detail later.
