Muse Kit

My girl kid calls music "muse-kit". No amount of correcting her has worked. I kinda love it.

>>>YO! CHECK OUT THIS FRESH NEW TRACK!<<<

             Sorry about that ^ 

Looks like a terrible Craigslist ad and I kinda love it. Hold on... I can do better:

$$$CLO$E THE LIGHT!!FREE DOWNLOAD!!!CLICK HERE!!!!$$$

There. Looks great/awful.

Yep. I sing all nice in this song called "Withdrawn". The lyrics aren't actually as violent as I initially thought, Jason writes with much symbolism is all. 

I found that tied up lady picture on Flickr in 'the Commons', where there are no copyrights and such. Who cares? 

TimmonEric

BBBLLLLUUUUHHHHH, I just love Tim and Eric!!!

Tim and Eric

a quickly-written-poem

by

April Compo:

Makin' wigs,

Wearin' wigs.

Tubby Guys

Ain't just twigs.

Delicious humor

Unattractive extras.

What's your dad like?

I wanna meet that dad.

So yeah... I'm excited for our new track to be released (under the band name: Close The Light) (Which is what Jason is calling his new stuff) (I'm trying to get more involved too) (I like doing all the visual crap) (uh...) (Oh yeah, the new song is top notch) (Seacrest out!)

Champagne Campaign

Hi.

How fun is typography? Lovin' it.

Started on some papier mache masks yesterday. One for Jason and one for me. Not sure where I'm going with them exactly, but I'm thinking they will be hideous. On purpose. 

I got some old newspapers from a coffee shop near my work so I could make stuff.

We have some excellent coffee in the break room now. I'm drinking it. Black even.

Udderly Smooth makes a good vitamin E cream. I like it for my hands.

What else, what else...

... I want to plant some basil and tomatoes soon. Maybe make some homemade mozzarella.

I found out it's really easy to make your own plant hangers. So I have to do that.

I have a strong desire to keep all kinds of containers that I would normally throw away. And those little plastic bread bag closers. And plastic bags. And I want to go buy old books and magazines to use the pages for decoupaging things.

... Oh, and now I'm a hoarder.  

Sell You Light

I really love looking through old emails and posts on facebook/the like. It's as if you're bringing out an old box of letters and pictures. Without having to decipher handwriting - without water marks, scratches or weird, sticky parts.

I just found an old email I wrote from March 2012 that reads:

"I just had a great idea for a party. We can pretend it's a wedding, but there's no bride or groom. We can make up a fake bride and groom, give them generic names and then send out invitations but when the person that's going to marry them (played by you) keeps checking his watch, everyone looks around for the people they don't know dressed in a wedding gown and tuxedo, but they never show up because they don't exist, so we eat the cake and dance anyways!!! And the people that brought wedding gifts can trade them with each other. hahahaha! BRILLIANT! Then everyone will be talking about it for years and saying,"I don't know why we were invited to George and Carissa's wedding, but they never showed up and I'm actually really glad I didn't have to meet someone new and instead, just had a great night with a bunch of people I did know whom also never met them... It was awesome."

I just love when someone posts pictures of people I know they don't really want posted. It's like a tabloid. "Guess who has cellulite?" "Stars without makeup!" and "Oprah's meltdown".

Anywho, I've been singing a little bit for my Jason-husband. There will be a couple songs to release shortly. Like, next week.

Pretty Sure

I think I said something funny the other day. I wanted to blog about it... but I've gone and forgotten what it was.

EnyWho- We found a place to live that isn't with relatives. That's exciting. We're signing a lease tomorrow. The "highly desirable" west side of town. It's a town home. Real nice. Although I'm wondering if it's haunted because the price is really reasonable. Right now it smells like fresh paint, but perhaps there's an underlying corpse smell no one is mentioning that I won't find out about for a week or so. Oh well, there's a dishwasher so it's worth it.

I'm going to decorate the crap out of that place. Bohemian, eclectic, and romantic. It'll probably end up looking like a clown turd though. The most we've spent on a piece of furniture so far is $10 and we have been given SO much! A bunk bed, crib, queen sized bed, dining room set, couch, dresser, all necessary kitchen stuff, your mom, and all kinds of UNnecessary kitchen stuff.

I have to say, this country is so full of STUFF that you almost can't live simply even if you never buy anything. The free section of Craigslist is full of STUFF. People are just telling you to come pick things up from the curb. At this point, I'm not going to complain. I'm glad there exists a Craigslist and thrift stores, but there will be a time when I realize I have too much STUFF.

-Which reminds me, I just bought a big box of stuffing. Mix up some ground meat,  an egg, prepared stuffing and some BBQ sauce, cook that log at tree-fiddy for an hour- that's gooood meatloaf. "I guarantee"

Did You Know?

To date, three humans have died in space, outside of Earth's atmosphere. Russian cosmonauts. I figured there would be more.

I suppose without the scary aliens that are in movies, space really isn't all that dangerous. Getting there and back is dangerous, but once you're there, you probably won't die until you try to come back.

COOL!  

Son of a Rambler

He's so super!

He has a sensitive side...

and a tough-guy side. "Why I oughtta"

and once Naomi is done being a sick little monkey, I'll probably have a ton of those typical older sibling holding their younger sibling pictures because dang, them's some cute moments right there. Now the goal for the rest of my life is to avoid making more people. Even though they're radical.

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