I am so sorry that I've been away so long. I don't really have any excuses...
Well, I guess I could mention that I took a trip to the moon to harvest cheese, been busy Wendigo hunting,
or give you some absurd story about studying for finals; but let's face it, the reason I've been neglecting you all is because I'm lazy. Besides, we all know that studying is for stupid people who actually need to academically apply themselves. *chortle, chortle, chokes on bubble pipe...*
It seems that while I was gone I sprouted yet another follower! Hoorah! It is a pleasure to have you reading my cyber-scribblings Saruh. Perhaps in the future I might throw my two pence into your and J's philosophical debates.
I promise; soon I will post some actual content.
And now a short poll...
What topic sounds best?
1. Women (my views on relationships, my problems involving such, etc...)
2. Steampunk (what it is, maybe some links...)
3. Surrealism (ditto)
Monday, December 26, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Just a song...
A song about those scratchy native-american blankets that smell like comfort and sawdust...
The Magic of Scratchy Blankets by Drew Terry
The Magic of Scratchy Blankets by Drew Terry
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Oh Goody!
Know that a good amount of time has elapsed from writing the title and writing the post due to my brother starting up "Soul Calibur II"...
First of all, it seems I've sprouted a follower. Hooray! I assume you found me (please correct me if I'm wrong) through my good friend Pandaemonium. Well, I'm ecstatic!
Anyway...
I love the fall; the changing of the leaves, the briskness in the wind, and ,of course, the drop in temperature and the chance to start using the fireplace again.
Yesterday was Halloween. To celebrate, Steve (my invisible friend) and I went Wendigo hunting!
For those of you who don't know what a Wendigo is; it's that thing that attacked me in the parking lot after school that one day. (see I am a Professional Crastinator)
Apparently the Wendigo is a part of Native American lore described as a malevolent cannibalistic spirit which humans can transform into or be possessed by. I'm not sure that this thing that attacked me was actually a Wendigo, as I'm getting all of my information from Wikipedia. Also, Google image search doesn't quite match what I saw (Those Wendigos are MUCH creepier than what I saw.)
For the time being, I'm going to refer to these strange beasts that attacked me as Wendigos.
The hunting trip was a complete failure. Steve and I didn't run across anything except a pair of shifty looking stoners; whick is a shame because I had a really cool gun. I developed a blaster that fires waves of sub-bass into the targets at such an amplitude that it liquifies some organs. (it's still in developement, so it cant effect anything at a molecular level yet...)
I briefly considered testing the blaster on the tripping chaps but quickly decided not to ruin their Halloween.
On a side note, I'm working on a new song!
Euphoria (WIP) by Drew Terry
And!
Inevitable by Drew Terry
First of all, it seems I've sprouted a follower. Hooray! I assume you found me (please correct me if I'm wrong) through my good friend Pandaemonium. Well, I'm ecstatic!
Anyway...
I love the fall; the changing of the leaves, the briskness in the wind, and ,of course, the drop in temperature and the chance to start using the fireplace again.
Yesterday was Halloween. To celebrate, Steve (my invisible friend) and I went Wendigo hunting!
For those of you who don't know what a Wendigo is; it's that thing that attacked me in the parking lot after school that one day. (see I am a Professional Crastinator)
Apparently the Wendigo is a part of Native American lore described as a malevolent cannibalistic spirit which humans can transform into or be possessed by. I'm not sure that this thing that attacked me was actually a Wendigo, as I'm getting all of my information from Wikipedia. Also, Google image search doesn't quite match what I saw (Those Wendigos are MUCH creepier than what I saw.)
For the time being, I'm going to refer to these strange beasts that attacked me as Wendigos.
The hunting trip was a complete failure. Steve and I didn't run across anything except a pair of shifty looking stoners; whick is a shame because I had a really cool gun. I developed a blaster that fires waves of sub-bass into the targets at such an amplitude that it liquifies some organs. (it's still in developement, so it cant effect anything at a molecular level yet...)
I briefly considered testing the blaster on the tripping chaps but quickly decided not to ruin their Halloween.
On a side note, I'm working on a new song!
Euphoria (WIP) by Drew Terry
And!
Inevitable by Drew Terry
Thursday, October 13, 2011
And a Maestro as well!
I am fascinated by a great many things; philosophy, religion, the natural world, art, people, minds, math, and other things. Above all of these, though, is music!
The science of sound entrances me much like a piece of string entrances a cat. I will continue to play with it until it is taken away unless food (or a lovely lady cat *wink*) is brought into the room. Someday I aspire to become an audio technician or DJ. If I ever get a job that allows me to work with sound, I will be a happy man.
Presently, I compose electronic works on my home computer using Fruity Loops Studio. I dabble in many sub-genres of electronic music, but tend to favor dance music and chillout.
Here are a few of my experiments...
Consequence by Drew Terry
Macabre Beat Project One by Drew Terry
Back into Balance... by Drew Terry
The science of sound entrances me much like a piece of string entrances a cat. I will continue to play with it until it is taken away unless food (or a lovely lady cat *wink*) is brought into the room. Someday I aspire to become an audio technician or DJ. If I ever get a job that allows me to work with sound, I will be a happy man.
Presently, I compose electronic works on my home computer using Fruity Loops Studio. I dabble in many sub-genres of electronic music, but tend to favor dance music and chillout.
Here are a few of my experiments...
Consequence by Drew Terry
Macabre Beat Project One by Drew Terry
Back into Balance... by Drew Terry
Thursday, October 6, 2011
I am a Professional-crastinator
My mornings begin at five o'clock most weekdays. Why? Because I'm cool like that.
Even though I rise at such an ungodly hour, I am unfailingly late to band practice on a daily basis.
This morning I woke up at five ten, made coffee, took a shower, got dressed and spiffed up, then headed out to my car. I've never had a full tank of gas. The meter usually hovers slightly above the 'E'. My car stalled in the parking lot this morning, but I managed to roll it into my usual spot. Thus, I achieved a truly epic feat of procrastination.
The rest of the day was quite dull and uneventful.
This, my friends, is why I daydream. When the most exciting point of your day is running out of gas, you truly 'need' imagination to keep you sane...
On a side note, I created you this picture in Desktop Publishing class 6th hour.
One of these strange creatures attacked me in the parking lot after school today.
Instinctively, I threw a nearby student at it as a distraction; which sated its appetite quite effectively.
While it was distracted, I retrieved the Molecular Displacement Beam (a modified Super-Soaker) from the trunk of my car and displaced the molecules of what I assume was its head with the surrounding air particles.
The slayed beast bled black and had a familiar smell. It didn't take me long to recognize the pungent odor.
I filled my decaying Toyota with the highly flammable blood of the queer monster and started my journey home.
Even though I rise at such an ungodly hour, I am unfailingly late to band practice on a daily basis.
This morning I woke up at five ten, made coffee, took a shower, got dressed and spiffed up, then headed out to my car. I've never had a full tank of gas. The meter usually hovers slightly above the 'E'. My car stalled in the parking lot this morning, but I managed to roll it into my usual spot. Thus, I achieved a truly epic feat of procrastination.
The rest of the day was quite dull and uneventful.
This, my friends, is why I daydream. When the most exciting point of your day is running out of gas, you truly 'need' imagination to keep you sane...
On a side note, I created you this picture in Desktop Publishing class 6th hour.
Instinctively, I threw a nearby student at it as a distraction; which sated its appetite quite effectively.
While it was distracted, I retrieved the Molecular Displacement Beam (a modified Super-Soaker) from the trunk of my car and displaced the molecules of what I assume was its head with the surrounding air particles.
The slayed beast bled black and had a familiar smell. It didn't take me long to recognize the pungent odor.
I filled my decaying Toyota with the highly flammable blood of the queer monster and started my journey home.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
What's this?! A blog?!
I haven't the slightest idea of what I am attempting or how to go about it....
Good day my fellow daydreamers.
My name is Drew Terry. You are free to imagine me as a dashing Victorian gentleman with a striking, well sculpted face. I can assure you that this is not exactly what I look like, but you are definitely free to imagine me as such.
While there is a great deal of information I could tell you about myself, but I do not want to type all of it right now.
By using the context I've provided thus far, one can safely assume;
Surrealism, fractal art, steam-punk stories, ghost hunts, decrepit ruins, old world alchemy and the like all fascinate me.
So tell me, what do I post about first?
Good day my fellow daydreamers.
My name is Drew Terry. You are free to imagine me as a dashing Victorian gentleman with a striking, well sculpted face. I can assure you that this is not exactly what I look like, but you are definitely free to imagine me as such.
While there is a great deal of information I could tell you about myself, but I do not want to type all of it right now.
By using the context I've provided thus far, one can safely assume;
- I am a man
- I am a man of sophistication and eloquence
- I am an utterly lazy bastard
- I daydream
- I am familiar with a sub-genre of science-fiction called 'steam-punk'.
Surrealism, fractal art, steam-punk stories, ghost hunts, decrepit ruins, old world alchemy and the like all fascinate me.
So tell me, what do I post about first?
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