The Dark Lord's blog: "Rambling stuff"

So I've learned yet another useless skill (previous ones learning how to breathe fire and juggle). Authoring dvd's. I've spent about a year now learning how to do so. I had the basics down after a month. It's all the little things now that I've been exploring, as well as learning new styles and layouts to do. I want to learn how to do separate (sp) audio tracks, only it won't be english/spanish/french, but more like english/band talking about the song, etc. Yes I've been shooting a lot of bands lately. Keeps me busy. We all need something to do for a hobby. This appears to be mine. Oh, my first job authoring a dvd was shooting 4 nights of a local stage production of Godspell, and then editing them together, to make a mult-angle performance. That's a hell of a way to learn how to author dvd's!

Somedays you just need someone, anyone, to talk to, and there's no one there... an internet full of people, and no one is there... all your friends are busy, so they can't talk, and sometimes, all you need is someone that will listen, and there's no one there at all....

Love is... spending an hour in the Lady's room, standing over your niece, making sure she's ok as she pukes her stomach out, and apologizing to every woman that comes in and wants to know what a man is doing in a stall in the Lady's room with a girl dressed like a naughty schoolgirl (was a halloween costume contest at the bar), then putting one of your best button shirts on over her, backwards, to cover her chest up as her short white shirt kept riding up as you were trying to carry her down a flight of stairs, and nove even worring as she puked on it, then getting to your house, because you were NOT going to take her to her place and dump her on her bed with no one there to watch her, and just throwing everything on the couch onto the floor so she can lay there on her side and not choke on her own puke, then staying awake for the next 4 hours to make sure she's ok. I love my niece, I don't have much family to speak of. I feel bad because I asked her to the show, but, I think someone slipped something into her drink. She'll be ok, with Uncle Aleister watching over her.