So the “computer power supply I ordered” came in. Why the quotation marks? Because it wasn’t the one I ordered. It was a laptop power supply instead of a desktop power supply. Waiting for a refund to come through while trying to order another one elsewhere at a good price. So my music computer is still down for probably another week.
I just noticed that one of the pages was taking a long time to load (5-10 seconds longer than most pages) & it was because it still had Google Analytics installed on it. The moral of the story is pull that shit off your site.
In other Google news, they now have a thing where when you run a Google Ad you can have a feature to get a phone call instead of a weblink to your business. Of course it’s not really useful to me at Silber, but I think it’s interesting how much it points to how much more people are using phones instead of computers for their internet usage. Most people I know with smartphones seem to use them for at least half of their internet activity. Which probably means I do need to eventually make some pages for Silber designed for phones. Though of course I guess I’d need to get a phone to test it on first.
So the Remora show the other night was a hot mess. When I practice once for about the same length as a set without having played a show in a month, it shows. No consistency in quality, though I do think their were some pretty great moments. I keep running into problems where I’ll get electrocuted by a vocal mic & it throws me off for the whole show.
I just got up for sale the Robert E. Howard comic I did. I’ll make the digital download at some point. I just wrote a first draft of a script for a second issue.
I also just got up for sale Lost Kisses #22. One day I’ll make the digital version.
Speaking of comic stuff, there’s an article & interview about the Silber mini-comics over on Skyscraper.
Last Night’s Dreams:
I’m living in a hotel room with my grandmother. There’s some kind of monster that comes late at night to suck some of my grandmother’s life out of her & so I need to give her some of my life everyday so she can make it through. So tonight I’m going to skip a sleeping period & kill the thing, whatever the fuck it is.
I’m tired of not having seen the world so I get an ultralight (one of the ones that is basically a hang glider with a lawnmower engine on it) & I’m flying it over a frozen river. There are giant worms (maybe 20 feet in diameter) breaking through the ice & snapping at me. I’m not scared of them. In fact I move closer to the ice to get better pictures of them on my little video camera. I land at a nearby town where all the houses are about 200 square feet & only five feet apart. There’s a woman on a porch who calls me in & her neighbor is staring at me through his window & continues to stare at me through a window of the house once I walk inside. The woman makes me some tea & I sit down at an upright piano that has had the front removed. She pulls out a mini recorder & sets it on top of the piano & we start to record an album. As we’re working I realize I own entirely too many possessions.