Youth AIDS Benefit

This should be a great show for a number of reasons- it's the first show with Josh since "releasing" our EP, "The Lost Ones", and because its for a great cause. Its also put on by some local students, which leads me to believe that there may be hope for the future of the music scene on Boise.


We're gonna be selling our EP at the show- and it looks a bit like this:

Sometimes I Get Mad

Sometimes I get mad when things that aren't supposed to happen end up happening. It really makes me mad when the deciding factor on weather or not these certain things that do end up happening is simply time.


If my tea had taken just five minutes longer to make. If I had decided to let my shower run an extra shampoo cycle. If I had gone 65 instead of 75 on the freeway. Any of these things and I would not have the ridiculous speeding ticket I got this morning going 31 in a school zone. I received the ticket at about 8:50 AM. Broadway by Garfield Elementary is no longer a 20 mph zone at 9:00 AM.

HATE IT.

Jigsaw Falling Into Place

The Arbiter

A cool little article in this weeks BSU newspaper about last weeks adventure

'Snow'ed In - Culture

Press.

A Great Day

Woke up this morning to a sunny sky, warm weather, and one of my favorite John Mayer tunes.  

Went to church, then got an AMAZING cinnamon roll from the Boise Co-op, and drove back home with my windows rolled down listening to Continuum for the first time in a few months.

Its really just one of those days I am so glad I live in this city.  The people around me, wherever I am, are out to enjoy the day.  They aren't trying to make anyone feel smaller than them, they aren't trying to push to the front of the line with no regard for who they knock out of the way.  I just feel good today.

Planes, Trains, and Really Nice Hotels

  

I just got home from the whole trip, and am enjoying the first internet usage since Sunday in Spokane before going to New York(aka the last post).  

New York and MTV were all much of a blur, but it was all exiting.  I didn't end up winning the TRL competition, but I gave it my best shot.  There really wasn't much I could have done better, except maybe had a bigger mouth for "bow tie bobbing".  Who was in the think tank for that one?

My only complaints about the whole deal are that Brittany had no choice in who ultimately went to LA with her.  I really like Jason, the guy who won.  But I still cant help but wonder what would have happened.... In all honesty?  I think she dug me. 

The things I did get out of the trip though were VERY worth while.

For starters, I got to spend almost three days with one of the coolest dudes one could have the pleasure of growing up with.  I hadn't seen Pete in almost two years, and it felt so good to hang out and talk about the good ol' days.  It's amazing what some people remember!

I also got a glimpse of a part of society that I think is really something worth striving for.  If I can do this whole career thing right, it's gonna be a hell of a ride.

I got to see the actual inner workings of one of the biggest television networks in the biz, and learned a lot about what I like, and more importantly what I DONT like.  It is possible that I am under contractual obligation to not say anything bad about a certain network, so i'll just play it safe....

I got to spend three days in New York, at one of the nicest hotels I have ever stayed in for three days!  Right in Times Square?  Come on.  Pete and I did a lot in the small amount of time we had.

And lastly, I got to meet Brittany Snow.  It may have been brief, succinct, and slightly awkward towards the end, but I have been looking foreward to it for a long time.  I did say I was going to give her my number, and i'll have y'all know that I did my best- there really was no opportunity to do it at the studio, so I commissioned Jason (the real winner) to give her my digits if he happened to get the chance at the premier.

I will leave you with the mementos I have left.

The Eve...

Alarm set for 4:00 am?     

Check.

Bags Re-packed?

Check.

Numbers saved to call after the taping?

Check.

Mind completely boggled?

Check.

Nerves completely shot because I am flying to New York tomorrow to meet Brittany Snow?

Check.

They're GRRRRRREAT! (for my hopeless bracket)

In a year for the straight and narrow when it comes to brackets (with the exception of Davidson.  WTF?) , my bracket has seen some light!

My Tigers have no love for the Bruins , and yes the pun was entirely intended.  I have no respect for the guy who can run the floor in just under a half an hour.

The second half of the Kansas/UNC game has just started, and I am so exited to see Hansbrough get out worked.  Don't get me wrong, I love to see a white boy like him be successful, but he is just too scrappy for my tastes.

Anyway, I am going to go ahead and speak for Pete when I say we are insanely excited to be watching the championship game from the Big Apple, on the eve of my National Television debut... just crazy.  It still doesn't seem real.

Kennewick-ed

 Gotta love Hotels.  We are in Kennewick, after a monstrous day of singing.  Three schools, and five total performances of Whitacre's Cloudburst.  Im almost ready to burn it.  I love Eric Whitacre, but even Bohemian Rhapsody can get old after so long....

I have spent a good amount of time reading the Itinerary and flight plans and junk from MTV.  Coolest thing so far?  We get picked up from the airport by a limo- sign with my name on it, the whole schpiel.

The more positive comments I get on the video the more confident I get, but I don't want to get my hopes up too much.  I know I'm in trouble when I start making plans for the Wednesday and Thursday in LA, but I just can't help it!

As I type, my roomies and I are having some major cool conversations about teaching, drama, marriage, all the good stuff.  So I will leave you to look at all the cool pictures I took of myself.

Anticipation much?

It's almost 2 AM, and i leave for the Meistersingers tour in close to 4 hours.  I have been slowly packing since about 10:30.

I KNOW I am going to forget something.  I just know it.  Before i go on trips i write a list down of stuff i need for the next day, but something always goes wrong.  I either forget to write something down, or I see something on the note the next day before I leave and make only a mental note to remember it later.  And then I forget it. Its all pretty standard though.  My only hope is that in the next few days I will remember what it is I forgot in time to maybe obtain another on the road, or that one of my travel mates can cover me.

I think maybe now I am realizing this blog is just for MY own good.  So I have something more tangible than the Facebook "Note".  

Oh well I guess.

I was watching "The Hills" tonight as I was waiting for some laundry, and I got to thinking about if I made it to LA next week.  I have had a weird craving to get my California medication in- I really only can take so much of LA at one time, because in all reality i don't like it at all.  But living in the northwest you need to be reminded that somewhere it can be sunny and bright and warm, almost unconditionally. I hope I get the chance!

Lets Start Off On A Foot

I have started a blogsite.  reason being, I hate blogging on the facebook's and the myspace's, because I feel like whenever I do I'm begging someone to pay attention to me.

So here's my alternative. 

This is me trying to be John Mayer, yet again.  I plan on posting cool guitar stuff, tales from trips, all my deep thoughts, and all the fun stuff that goes along with those.  

Starting off with a trip from Boise, through Seattle to New York, where I will be a finalists on a TRL video competition.  I am one of three, and if Brittany Snow picks my video on Tuesday, me and my buddy Pete are flying to LA to go to the movie premier of "Prom Night"- this is all crazyness.  Absolutely one of the weirdest things that has ever happened to me, and its going to be a huge adventure.

I plan on posting some pictures from airports and hotels, and keeping you updated on how nervous I am to meet the woman of my dreams.

all for now

JAKE