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My Daily Visual

fidalabill — Tue, 27 Jul 2010 08:19:43 +0000

Just bought the domain www.mydailyvisual.com – it’s a website that will offer quirky signs, posters, banners and t-shirts. Just my little oasis of creativity on the web. Hoping to feature different artists all the time with their designs or ideas. Everything will be limited edition with a quantity cap on everything available, this will make every piece unique. not quite sure how everything will be made available, but it should be a fun project if I can keep my steam on it. it will have to be updated daily, and I just hope I can keep up with it!

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fidalabill — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 06:10:36 +0000

Ok, so after a shit ton of time off, maybe I’ll try blogging again. My life hasn’t been all that interesting in the past few months, and I haven’t really been passionate about blogging. I took a break to go check out twitter, and frankly, that shit sucks. I don’t care 100% about the crap people are talking about, why would they care what I’m saying? If I take a day off, I miss like 100 things! it was too much work as the number of people that I followed grew. sucks! I liked it for a month, like the nintendo wii.

well at anyrate. I’m not sure what I’ll be blogging about, I guess I’ll just have to wait and see. But I should start doing something, right?

well. that’s it for now. hahaha

Put-in-Bay, Ohio…

fidalabill — Sun, 10 May 2009 16:30:59 +0000

So i took a little one day road trip down to Put-in-Bay Ohio… I guess I should preface this story by answering the ‘why’ first. Quite simple really.. I used to be an alcoholic, and my family knew, and would get me gifts that people enthused by alcohol might enjoy.. and of course I was and still am very thankful for all the gifts I received.. Well, one of these gifts was a ‘One-a-Day’ calendar that featured different beers of the world. Each day introduced me to a new beer or one I already knew, and supplied neat little factoids as well. One day, they mentioned that the world’s longest bar was in Ohio, I did research on this bar, and I couldn’t find it for the life of me. I went as far as to email the chamber of commerce and find out if they knew anything – they didn’t, they did get back to me and let me know that it had closed around the prohibition… Ok.. so I did a quick google and found that the current record holder for the world’s longest bar, at 406′-10″ was the ‘Beer-Barrel Saloon’ in Put-in-Bay Ohio.. which just so happens to be about 5 hours away from me by car. So I had to go, I talked to numerous friends, and they all said ‘sure! let’s do it’ but we never did.. so once the cold weather broke, I began to plan the trip again.

We went down for one night. apparently that area of Ohio has many different
*-ests.. They had the Ohio’s best Lobster Bisque, The world’s tallest free standing monument, the nations only peace memorial, The world’s largest geode (underground – crystal cave – http://www.putinbayphotos.com/crystalcave/070613cave43.jpg)
Ohio’s oldest winery – and that’s all on an island that’s 3 miles wide by 1 mile wide!
on the mainland, there’s the world’s largest such and such kind of yatch dealer, and Ohio’s largest cheese shop (http://www.cheesehaven.com/) .. it really was friggin’ ridiculous.

So the world’s longest bar, is seriously a massive bar, and I would imagine you could throw a serious friggin event there.. I would say if you’re within a 5 hour ride of Put-in-Bay, check it out for a 2 night stay.. get a golf cart ($40 for the day) and crash that island.. Hilarious time, good time, new time..

fidalabill — Fri, 08 May 2009 04:37:54 +0000

Oh man I’m so full I’m gunna pop. We ate a shitload of beef with this bleu cheese sauce that I created last summer after a little trial and error.
Medium heat, Half a stick of butter, melt it down in a pan – add a good shaking of garlic and pepper and whatever else you feel would work out.. when butter is fully melted, slowly add 8oz of bleu cheese, stirring constantly until the bleu cheese and butter combine. after this is looking smoothly textured, add 1/2 – 2/3 of a small carton of heavy cream… mix until it’s all creamy goodness all over.. then add about a half a block of shredded white sharp cheddar – to cut the intensity of the bleu cheese.. add more cream or more sharp cheddar or boil it down or whatever you want to do to make it reach the consistency that you’re looking for. Not a low calorie affair at all, I know.. but it is delightful, and if you try it, you’ll love it. pour it over some sirloin steaks.. it’s good shit.

two three four

fidalabill — Thu, 07 May 2009 05:47:37 +0000

Hey guys, just wanted to let you know that I’m getting another tattoo in a month or so.. I drew it today, and I’m excited about it.. it’s a TB303 with the verbiage on it modified to fit me better… it will appear bolted to my body.. with the wires coming out the back and burrowing into my skin (no blood – don’t want to scare the kiddies)
I will be getting this tattoo on the inside of my left bicep. I think it’ll be neato.

Soooooo.. in honor of the 303, I will try my hand at a little something something.

303,
you are unique.
you made history,
when first on the beat
looped synth lines so neat.
brainwaves that usually don’t did meet.
suckers took a seat.
pants went unpleat.
the keyboardist a cheat?
nah man it’s the 303!
give those knobs a tweak!
pew pew, pa pa pew pew, p-peep!
make the suckers chillin’ fuckin’ geek!
made from metal – so fuckin’ sleek!
bloo-oop beeoow weeoow bleep!
fuckers listening over-steep they’s tea.
the 303! won your ass on the E
bay of course, with a bag for 3
large of course, worth ev-er-y
ben-ny of course.
T to the B to the 3 -0 -3
have sex with me.

303!

fidalabill — Thu, 07 May 2009 05:47:16 +0000

Soooooo.. in honor of the 303, I will try my hand at a little something something.

45yrsold

fidalabill — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 06:09:53 +0000

Vacation was much needed, we didn’t blow the lid off the place, and I enjoyed that really. I just wanted to get away from Buffalo for a little bit, get my head on straight, and figure out where I was going to take myself next. I think I’m going to embrace one of the bi-products of my sobriety and use some of my extra cash to do a little traveling. I know I have a trip out to Austin planned for mid-july.. I know I want to hit NYC again shortly after that or possibly before.. not quite sure.. I’m fairly confident that I have a wedding to attend in October that will be taking place in LA.

I have a new venture now.. that I’m going to try and embrace.. It’s going to take a great deal of work, but the best part is, that it fits in with everything else that I’m trying to pull off. If you know me, you’re aware of the many different ventures I’m trying to get wrapped up in. Whatcanidrawforyou, NippleBuddies, PubeDoodles, SlapitAnywhere, SpencerDevonshire, the Music, my Job, my house, sneaking some hanky panky in the mix.. well.. with this new venture, I have 7 side projects that I can focus my attention on. There are 7 days in a week, and I think I’m going to try and put in and catalogue at least 1 hour a week for each one of these things. They’re all viable and possibly profitable ideas, I just need to spend the time building them now. So, I hate to say it, but this is me officially pulling myself out of the fast lane of partying and getting screwed up, and merging into the lane of hyperspeed money making…

I love writing shit like this late at night.. it’s not even for anyone in particular.. it just helps me digest and regurgitate the ideas and concepts that have been going on in my brain.. it’s gotta come out! sorry.

ok I’m done.

114 days.

fidalabill — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 06:04:56 +0000

114 days sober gang. I have now been submerged into the training session which is going to be for my summer. Last summer consisted of me drinking my face off on my porch, margaritas, beach side brews and so on. This year, I can’t be drinking like that, and what better way to kick it off than to go on vacation to Texas, where margaritas flow like water and a cold beer is more refreshing than anything you’ve ever tasted before. Every time in the past when I’ve come here to party, I’ve literally spent hundreds on booze. Now that I don’t drink, I can put my money into more exciting things, but WOW do I want to drink some wine with my folks as we crush amazing food. I should have blogged about my 100th sober day, but I didn’t. I did get laid on my 100th sober day, which was nice, but some more exciting things happened. Clarity, seeing life and seeing where it could go, seeing how the alcohol was a hinderance to my progress through life. Goals are much more tangible now. Before, goals could be visualized, but if the process of completing the goals were brought into the metaphor of a set of stairs, alcohol clouded the vision of what those steps were, and now that its out of my brain, I can clearly see the steps. Clearly see what it takes to accomplish the goals that I could set for myself. I know what my goals are now, and I know what I have to do to achieve those goals.

blah blah blah goals.. what the hell did I just write about!? I’m fuckin weird sometimes when it’s 2am. (1am texan time)..

I’m glad I quit drinking, I never knew how much of a hinderance it was, and I guess it took me 100 days to fully feel like I was changed. I still have the occasional craving for alcohol, but it’s no longer for the sake of filling a void, it’s for the sake of the nostalgic qualities.. the taste of a fine full flavored wine.. the process of tasting it.. the cold bite of a margarita, and being able to tell if it was a “good” margarita or not from that first sip… the puff of cigar, feeling that smokey cedar resin coating the inside of my mouth and then breaking it all up with the intensity of a finely aged scotch… mouthwatering.. it’s all for nostalgia now.. nothing else.

well, now I am beat.. time for bed.. Hope my boss doesn’t call me too early.

mac’s weird issue

fidalabill — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 05:48:36 +0000

I like to make music. I won’t say I’m great at it, but along with everything I do in my free time, It’s therapy through creation. Speaking of which, I have to get my whatcanidrawforyou.com site up and going hard again, I can’t believe I blew a whole month on it. I’ve been so damn busy! Sorry public – no excuses.. oh wait.. yes there is.. I’ve been crazy busy at work!

Well, today I decided I would take my laptop down to the creation dungeon to see what I could get going for recording some of the things I’ve been working on lately… I plugged an output from my main mixer to my computer and loaded up the audio recording software that I pimped off of my parents. I figured I should use my headphones in my computer to hear what I’m recording instead of pulling the line off my mixer to hear. I plug my out into my computer, then toss my headphones in and hit a sample. -nothing- Apparently, there is no way to hear your line in on your mac! it shows that it is registering, but there’s nothing!
I did a little digging, and found that there is a program called “lineIn” that allows you to fake it, but there is a tiny tiny delay on the audio, that when you’re pushing sample buttons to synchronize your music together… you can’t have any of that shit. So.. what the fuck Mac? what the fuck are you thinking not allowing us to hear our audio input?? what is the point of an audio input? What happens when I want to use garage band with a keyboard? fuckin’ weird.

two things

fidalabill — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 05:44:31 +0000

I had a friend refer to his penis as a ‘knob’ today… and that he was hopefully going home to get his ‘knob’ ‘slobbed’ by his wife. This statement initially, while slightly overused and passe at this point, made me chuckle. However after my friend had made his exit after dropping this resounding knowledge on me, my brain meandered into a world of alternate places where ‘knob’ had been used in a statement where the ‘knob’ was not a means for grasping and assisting with the opening of a door or drawer. This was the phrase: “hob-knob”.. as I know it means to fraternize with people that you’re trying to impress, I began to get nervous that the knob in question was the same type of knob from the earlier part of this story, and that made me wonder what ‘hobbing’ was, and then brought my thoughts to the concept of whether or not I had inadvertently said I was going to blow some rich people…

the end.