all things mau

Ocean Beach Ride, originally uploaded by maubrowncow.

Here’s proof that I rode to Ocean Beach and back. More about this picture in a post to come in my 90 day project section.

And all I got was this blurry picture.

This morning’s workout consisted of overhead squats.  Work your way to your maximum weight, then count the number of reps achieved over three sets.

me:  %55.67 of body weight x 9

I’d rather do 1 rep of %100.  Someday.

Sean of Crossfit SF demonstrates proper form

Props to Victor Schwanke for this edit.

update: you can download an mp3 of this mix here.

I swear we do some work at revision3 as well. Sometimes. This was my easiest edit ever, minus the green screen tracking and my shoddy performance.

Lip Dub - Need You Tonight by INXS from sarahlane on Vimeo.

First Batch of MFA, originally uploaded by maubrowncow.

Alison once said that if she wasn’t an architect, she’d want to be a florist. If I wasn’t an editor, I’d be a brewer. Or kite maker, or sneaker designer, or photographer, or DJ, or…

Well the point is I go thru a lot of hobby phases. I’m the jack of all trades, and master of none. I wouldn’t want it any other way. Specialization is for ants.

I digress. Assuming all went well, I’ll have batch #1 of my Mau’s M.F.A. in 2 weeks. Oh… what’s that? M.F.A? Why, that would be an acronym for Mau’s Mother F#$*ing Ale of course.

My first week(end) of work has come to an end. It’s turned out to be mind boggling boring. When Ali would ask, “What did you do today”, I couldn’t really answer. I’ve decided to document what it means to do nothing in a computer lab.

7:30am - ignore work procedure and only open and start up 3 out of 21 editing rooms. Weekends don’t have more than 2 students at a time and the overkill is too much work and wastes electricity.

7:38am - begin documenting my day here in wordpress. Start up iTunes radio>Eclectic>KCRW Simulcast on my laptop using the only Ethernet connection at this station. My weekend co-worker says he doesn’t want to use the internet during work so he can read and play video games. We’re the ying and yang of the weekend.

7:43am - Update my Tadalist. Feeling stupid attempting to play along with Will Schwartz puzzles on KCRW radio.

7:50am - Remedy stupidness with Brain Age on my Nintendo DS. Unlocked a new game called “Time Passage” where I have to compare two analog clocks and answer how much time has passed. How appropriately inappropriate given my boredom.

8:20am - Co-worker arrives. Switch to playing RC Pro am and Excitebike on Nintendo Emulator on the Mac. Talk with co-workers about Nintendo, Japan, Japanese mail order brides, Okinawa, Karate Kid part 2, Clint Eastwood movies, movie spoilers, Massachusetts chicken farming.

8:40am - write that last entry.

8:41am - Listen to KCRW again, but this time, music stream. Simulcast was boring

8:48am - Chat with Allison Greenheck on IM. Not sure why she’s up at this hour on a Sunday. Turns out both her and John are Fantasy Football freaks now.

9:22am - Bored with Fantasy Football Videocasts. Hungry. the hunt for food begins.

9:35am - Found some.

11:56am - Finished watching “The Graduate” on VHS. My career pre-move was Benjamin’s life in college. My current job is Mrs. Robinson. Repetitive, safe, soul sucking, and trapped Mrs Robinson. Only as long as I let it shape me, rather than shape Mrs Robinson myself. Chilling.

12:11pm - Handed a vegan raw dairy free chocolate by Ben O while writing the last entry.

12:17pm - Looking up Mike Nichols career in IMDB

12:30pm - took a walking tour of the entire building, floor by floor. Realizing I have millions of dollars worth of resources at my fingertips with a staff ID. Planning out my own education here.

1:12pm - Wrapped up a long conversation about tango, general ballroom dancing, competition, martial arts competitions, that one time I got my ass kicked, Brazilian jujitsu, meditation, focus, chi, homeopathic healing, the power of suggestion, and doritos.

1:21pm - Tried to maintain 4 separate conversations on IM by using the same phrases with each response. Results here.

1:48pm - Walked to whole foods for lunch. 7 Veggie Curry Biryani, and Daal were too gross looking to post on mausmenu. Shared a refreshing beverage with co-worker.

3:03pm - Rocking the casbah with Culver City Dub Collective. Here… have a listen.

3:04pm - Look up the history of the Clash’s “Rock the Casbah” on wikipedia.

The song was inspired by the banning of rock music in Iran under Ayatollah Khomeini. The song gives a fabulist account of the ban being defied by the population, who proceed to “rock the casbah“. The King orders jet fighters to bomb any people in violation of the ban. The pilots ignore the orders, and instead play rock music on their cockpit radios.

3:12pm - Caught up on Twitters from 1/2 the quatro currently at the Austin City Limits music festival. Wrote the header to this Entry: My first week(end) of work has come to an end. It’s turned out to be mind boggling boring. When Ali would ask, “What did you do today”, I couldn’t really answer. I’ve decided to document what it means to do nothing today. But you’ve already read that.

3:30 - Complete my home schooling curriculum. Photography theory, Calculus 1 review, Java programming, Intro to Motion Graphics, Mixing and Mastering in Pro Tools, and PE. School begins tomorrow.

4:12 - Called a Tech Shaman by a faculty member cuz I helped him get sound to the monitors. My first tech support moment of the day and I’m off in 15 minutes.

4:30 - Walk downstairs and read “The World Without Us” on a bench as I wait for Alison to pick me up. Smile, noticing a Browne Berd, the mark of a Venice California Artist, here on the cabling of New Montgomery and Howard.

Hilo, Hawaii

It’s damp, it’s dirty, it’s moldy. We stayed 1 day at Uncle Billy’s Hotel, one of the most expensive depressing motels i’ve ever stayed in. The carpeted canter-levered balcony/hallways sagged dangerously in it’s sogginess. Our sliding screen door fell off with every sliding attempt. Obviously, we should have asked for a non-smoking room. We had the kind of sleep where you even cringe all night, disgusted and cold from not using the provided comforter. And I loved it.

I wanted more than anything to buy a 40 of miller high life, sweat in a wife beater, and chain smoke in front of the TV. I’ve lived a decent and clean life, and the opportunity to loosen up a bit was fantastic. Alison wanted nothing of it. The cherry on top was that our neighboring room, divided by a locked door with a towel jammed under it, barely masked the fighting straight out of Jerry Springer. Can you please translate the Hawaiian pidgin I recorded that night, playable above?

Waiting, originally uploaded by maubrowncow.

I’ve made a habit through my life to either draw or take a picture of
my feet at every job interview I’ve ever had. While waiting of course.
Initially intended to make me look busy, now, to calms the nerves.

Today, at the moment of this posting, I’m at SFAA.