I am in serious need of a project. The title of this entry probably sounds like a type of storage container from IKEA, but it is actually what I am going to name whatever this project ends up being. Ill call it 5.6 for short.

5.6 needs to be something creative, fun, cheap and something that will hold my interest for more than 5 minutes. I do have a 12/12/12 project that I will expand on later, but that is involving another party or eleven, and I don't want to give anything away just yet.

I'm sorry, but I am starting to burn out a little bit. I need some quiet time, and if I am remiss about posting in the next week, please understand.

Damn, who pissed on their wheaties? My buddies apparently have a poor recollection of our early childhood. In the pre-highschool era, which Nose and Wendell were not present for, my parents were far from affluency. Im sure that Crutch and Soda remember it all too well.

I PROMISE to put up links to your blogs guys, I have one word for you though.... CONTENT.... You need to post. Not once a month, a few times a week at least. That'll get the traffic flowing for you guys.

Good night all, it has been a long one.

SOUND ESCAPE PT. I

Sorry folks, I have been remiss in posting. I am trying to figure out where my life is heading. I have been zooming around in the new car, seeking adventure where I find it, or where it finds me. I road tripped it yesterday, and had a great day of relaxation.

The bug of hi-fi has bitten me square in the arse once again. This has been a disease that I have fought with my entire life. It began when I was a six year old. My parents gave me a turntable, a very high quality one that they were later offered fifteen hundred dollars for. Due to the enjoyment that they knew I derived from it, they declined the offer. That meant a lot to me, as my parents were not wealthy people in the least, and that amount of money would have been life changing for them, especially in the 70's. I enjoyed listening to my parents albums, everything from the Stylistics, Muddy Waters, Zeppelin, Nat King Cole to my moms own records. My mom is a professional musician, and her records are the ones that I cherish the most.

The fever kicked in once again in eigth grade. I just had to have one of the "High Fangled" Soundesign all-in-one systems. You know the ones, a turntable-radio-cassette deck. Ooooh, I was in heaven, for a day at least. The sound was horrible, nothing like my older turntable. That system lasted me until my freshman year of college. At that point I was introduced to the fact that many students cashed their student loan checks and went to the local hi-fi dealer, Appletree Stereo. I didn't get bitten by the bug very hard at that time, and settled on a Magnavox CD Player, a Vector Research integrated amp, and a pair of BSR Colossus speakers. If any of you remember the DAK catalog that used to come out in the mail, then you HAVE GOT to remember those speakers. They were the speakers that graced the cover for MANY issues. They had drivers on not only the face of the cabinet, but also the top. They were as big as Volkswagons......

More later.

Due to the top secret project that some of you know about, I have been posting very little over this past week. Sorry 'bout that! All is well in Brochdom, and I am smiling a big 'ol smile.

Ok, Burning man is completely out for this year. I will have to get my fill of freakiness from another source this summer. Not a problem, freakiness abounds in these here parts.

Speaking of freakiness, What the heck is up with these people who call themselves "Hipsters?!?!?" I am very confused, as to be hip is the antithesis of what these individuals are. Frankly, their clothes suck ass. Their music leaves a BAD taste in my ears, and their fake boho-ness just PISSES me OFF! What happened to people just showing off their grubbiness as hippies??? Ok, enough of that rant.

I am going to get back to my Uber project, so everyone have a great night!

More than once, someone close to me, in the real world, has mentioned to me that my online friends have no clue who I am, or that there are other parts to me that you all don't see. I have a news flash. There are parts of me that you all get to see, that my friends in the real world don't get to share in.

My RW friends get to hear me go on my conservative rants, screaming that I have nothing to apologize for, just because I am a white middle class male with an education and a job. You, my online friends, get to hear me wax poetic about a girl I once kissed in a drunken stupor and about my dream of rediscovering myself on a mountain-top.

Each part of me is very real and quite valid. I feel badly sometimes because I don't care to share some of my inner-most thoughts with them, or that I would feel embarassed to go on some of my rants with you all. It has been very interesting to see some quite unexpected posts and replies out of both my RW and online friends. I have actually seen Nost soften up a little bit, Crutch show his more "Feminine" side, and who all knows what else!?!?!

For several hours each day, I want to chuck it all, load up my truck and head for the mountains to start a new life. I make friends very easily wherever I go, and while I would miss my friends dearly, I would never be far from them via email. I would so love to have a community of friends, similar to "The Fray" . All of you are wonderful people, and all of you have full lives complete with families, loved ones, pets, and a grand scheme of life. I have been there, and I loved those things while I had them. I am in a different chapter now. Yes, I do have those in my life that I care very deeply for, and that care very deeply for me. The fact remains, however, that I am single. I lead a different life than my real life friends, and most of my online friends. I love all of you, and thank God for you daily, so please don't take that as an insult whatsoever.

Goodnight all, Im really tired.

Today Im working on a top secret project. Shhh! Okay, things are starting to move forward and things are gaining momentum. With the destruction of said PC, I have been placed in the position of either building the PC back from scratch, or to move forward with yet another Macintosh purchase. Hell, I have had 3 different G4's so far, so why not a 4th. The advent of the G5 slapped the price of G4's into PC territory. Since I already have a beautiful 17" Apple Flat Panel display begging to be used, I am but a check from the mortgage company away from beholding the beauty in all of its lucite goodness.

Boo! Oops, did i scare ya? Wake up now, and keep up with me for a sec..... Aw, never mind, you look like you need a nap.

More later...

Friday night,Mmm Hmm. Home field to the glitteratti. Bite me, please. No, really, I like it when you do that.

Right now I am chilling at work listening to the Lillywhite sessions album by DMB. This cd kicks the frog guts out of their other recent stuff *ducks*

The song "Sweet up and down" alone makes this cd one of the best that they have ever not put out. It is a blend of some sweet fusion jazz mixed with a smattering of funk.

Mmm Hmm, yeah, Broch is back folks. I have finally been able to get back to my bad self. Word to the big invisible grasshopper that watches all of us get down with our bad selves. Yeah, you know who you are.

Well, all you crazies out there raise your last call bev up for me and slug it down. If you would be so kind, have another for me as well. I WILL know if you did or not. I know people.

G'night!

In the universes latest attempt to end the life of your truly, I had the everloving begeezus electrocuted out of my ass last night. Let me recap the attempts of our world at bringing my life to an untimely end.

1. Encephalitic Chicken Pox, 2 week hospital visit, age 5.
2. Pneumonia, 1.5 week hospital visit, age 7.
3. Box of fireworks exploding under my chair, no hospital visit, age 9.
4. Having leg mangled in a skiing accident, 2 week hospital visit, age 13.
5. "Tussle" with VERY LARGE and ENRAGED man in bar, age 22, he lost.
6. Jose Cuervo, 750ml bottle, I lost. age 22.
7. Jack Daniels, 1l bottle, I lost. age 20.
8. Many bottles of Ketel One, Jaegermeister, and other poisons... The jury is still out.
9. Marlboro, well, I think I am going to have to quit that one...
10. Electrocution.... Yet again, I won.

See, some of this is self induced. Others however, I could do without. The universe seems to be wanting something from me that I am not willing to give, MY LIFE!!!!

Again, I have won. Bring it on, next round please.

FYI to all, my home computer is toast as of yesterdays storms. boohoo.

Authentic Apple

True to the core, you're adored for being both good-natured and caring. In fact, when it comes to friends, you're the gold standard — the one everyone comes to for advice, perspective, and plain old good times. Truth is, people just like having you around. Must be something about your solid disposition that everyone finds so appealing. Or maybe it's the fact that you show your true colors so people know you're the real deal...

Regardless, it's not surprising that you mix so well in so many situations — from large get-togethers, to one-on-one time. Whatever your goals, you aim high while keeping your feet firmly planted on the ground. Overall, the people in your life trust you because you are willing to give straight advice and honest feedback. With your pleasant approach, and drive to find excitement in even the littlest things, it's no wonder you're the apple of so many eyes.

I am most of the way through the new Potter book, and all I can say is that he has turned out to be a whiny snivelling little biyoooooootch. He deserves to have voldemort kick his sorry arse from here to oblivion.

He is almost as big of a wuss as Bill McDonald!

Happy Fourth of July everyone!

Coming up on a holiday weekend, I am faced with having to work it, not a big surprise. I did, however get a VERY big surprise this afternoon by a phonecall from someone that I have developed a great online friendship with. Pam called! Y'all gotta believe me when I tell you that her southern accent will knock your socks off. =-)

The call came at a great time, because I am a little out of sorts today. I guess that I am feeling a little bit sidetracked on my path, and I don't know why. I know there is no hurry, but I feel a sense of urgency to get there in the next year. I don't know exactly why it is happening right now, but I know there is a greater purpose that I am to be fulfilling. I need to get to a better environment for me. I think that my purpose here in Bloomington/Normal has been fulfilled, and that I have done it well.

Im a soul searcher with a wandering spirit. There is something I am supposed to be doing, and out there somewhere is my contentment. It just isn't here.

We are all shooting for the same mark, and my arrow keeps missing the target, time after time.

Okay, I have changed my blog back to the previous design. Why screw with a good thing, right? I love this look, and it took awhile to get here. I had a pretty coolio weekend, although I spent a lot of time digging in the dirt, getting a sunburn, and getting greasy working on my truck. I. Was. Not. Cut. Out. For. Physical. Labor.

It is actually restful to get back to work... So, what the heck have you all been up to lately???