We Made It, I Think

Lacking time and sleep, this will be short. We made it here safe and sound. Well, I am in OKC and Brent is to join me tomorrow from KC. The packing and traveling were grueling. Brent was incredibly sick the whole time. The axel on the car broke somewhere past cursed Albuquerque. But despite the less than ideal circumstances, there were numerous answered prayers. I thank God for friends and family because I don't know how we could have done this without them. Jason and Patti are hardcore packers and drivers. Kevin and his friend Kenny? (his name is probably Charlie but I call him Kenny) came through to assist with heavy lifting in Cali. Everything got done that needed to: we made the long trek from Cali to OKC, unloaded in OKC, traveled to KC, unloaded the rest, returned the truck, I visited the facility I will be working at, visted with family, got Brent to a specialist (which is why he's not here now), traveled back to OKC and am through the first day of school. There has been little time to rest and recoup but I feel somewhat peaceful and am hopeful that Brent's health is on the mend. I'll try to be back soon to continue. Thank you my friends and family for all the prayers, support and love. The effects have been manifested in more ways than I recognize.
God's peace.

Dangit, Robbie!

So after reading the robot's blog last night. I was compelled to blow a few unsparable (I know it's not a word, but it fits) hours of my life setting up a Virb account. Like Robbie, I like the concept of myspace but the overall execution basically stinks. I also got tired of all the porn "friend requests" and the barrage of singles adds anytime you sign in and out. The amount of people connected to Virb pales in comparison to myspace but I think we can change that. Check it out, even when you don't have a minute to spare.

I posted some pics of Disneyland on Virb. We had a really good time with friends and exploring the "cleanest place on earth." Well at least in California, we were impressed. It was a fun and well deserved Birthday break for Brent.

Back to packing.

'Tis All For Now

So, I have just a few days left of work, I've been trying to get my taxes done and have started doing a little packing. Whether it's true or not, I feel really busy. I'm excited for the upcoming changes but a little sad too. Many things will be missed like family, friends, the beach, and the occasional beautifully clear day like this one last Friday.

On Saturday, I went with some friends to Messob Ethiopian Restaurant in none other than Little Ethiopia. I was disappointed I didn't take a photo of the HUGE platter of food we shared but the restaurant's site explains our experience much better than I could so check it out if your interested. It was really cool to try something different. Everything was really good, the wine, the coffee, the food, the company. Carrie is my official Africa source and I am always intrigued by all her stories of growing up in Kenya.

Though I don't think Brent would have been digging the cuisine, he would have liked the experience and hanging with friends. I think I am as ready as he is for him to be done with school. He is way too stressed. Sometimes I think he might explode. Just a few more weeks.

The onset of Lent last Wednesday has brought about a much needed TV sabbatical. The limit is two hours per week. Last night became a big cheat night though, the Oscars sucked me in. It really wasn't worth it either. The shadow people were the best part.

Snarf, Snarf

I got a call today from the FAA with an Academy start date of March 21. I am excited that the limbo wait is quickly closing. There has been much discussion over what will happen over the next few weeks.

Ultimately, there's not enough time to squeeze in all the Cali adventures we had wanted but we'll do what we can. Brent's been so busy with school that I'll be hard pressed to tear him away until the quarter is over at the end of March. Even the lure of Disneyland is not tempting enough for him but thankfully about everyone we know out here with kids has a pass. That means a big Disney party with or without the study monster. Sorry, Brent.

So, I started spreading the word to a few of my co-workers and vanpoolers that I'll probably quit by the end of the month. I would like as much time as possible to study, pack, have fun, etc. Luckily, Brent's last day of school is Mar 16 and he'll be off for a week before the next quarter begins. This means he'll accompany me on the road trip back to OKC with a few day diversion to KC before class starts. Brent will (in all likelyhood) come back here to complete one more quarter at Fuller. Since there won't be much going on in OKC for him, the best option is to continue with schooling. I'm sure practicality will prove lonely. Two months is a long while.

We're really looking forward to being with KC family and close friends again.

Happy Valentines!

Fires are Calis Tornados

The holidays have come and gone. After being off work for two plus weeks, I was back to the regular routine today. There is some comfort in daily ritual but I feel like I am in a holding pattern (pardon the pun) waiting for the next chapter to begin.

I was happy to spend Christmas here in Cali with our fam. The highlight was going to look at lights on Christmas day at Long Beach on a dingy with Dave and Patti. It was a memorable way to see the lights. The boats and houses in that area were beautiful.

I was then off the Wed after X-Mas to see the immediate family and good friends in KC. Of course there was plenty of good times. I was sad Brent wasn't there to share in the fun. Christie and later Eddie stopped in for a few days. The Ted's was an added bonus even if the cheese sauce didn't last as long as expected. Oh, how I miss Tex Mex. Catie and Robbie set aside lots of time to hang which I was glad for. Oh, how I miss hanging out with our closest of friends. I hope all you guys can make it out here before we're outta here. And of course, seeing how much Emma has changed in just a matter of a few months is amazing. She is increasingly interactive, can walk, is always happy to see you, and has a small vocabulary. I enjoyed being able to spend so much time with her and to help out Laura and Jeremy for a little while.

No new word on ATC status. I was disappointed I wasn't able to contact the tower in KC for a visit while I was there. Maybe I'll have to make a special trip back out there just to do that, hmmm. I was glad to hear that some of the references in my background check had received paperwork from the FAA. I'm glad for the little reminders that things are moving along.

From a recent conversation about things feared comes this story:
New York Subway Hero

Trader Joe's Rocks

So I heard some news a few weeks ago regarding my status as an ATC hopeful. Yes, I am being actively considered and even better, it's for a position at MCI. That's Kansas City International. I considered this slightly uncanny and therefore encouraging. I believe providence manifests itself in various forms, sometimes being more overt than others. Sadly, being spiritually lazy and at times dense, the overt forms are preferred.

I have been given a rough estimate of six months which seems pretty acurate given the process. There still a ways to go but at least things are moving.

On a musical note (ha ha), Regina Spektor was revealed to me from a crazy kid from Radial Angel several months back. Thanks to a random Ipod selection, I've actually been listening to her stuff for a few weeks now. I like it a lot more than I expected. She's pretty arty, creative and reminds me of a revamped Tori Amos. You know I can't help but leave a sample.
Samson



More normal than some others but pretty.

Gnarly Hand

As has been the cycle after several years of growth, it was time to depart from the hoard of strands that were on my grape. This time I was inspired by a friend of a friend' s blog to donate the tresses.

Why I haven't done this before? I don't know, but it's really a waste to throw something away that someone else could benefit from. So with eleven inches of hair missing for almost a week now, I think I am finally used to it. I'm digging the low maintenance, lightness, and time savings.

On another note, the past birthday brought much loved movie gift cards so I've been busy. Borat managed to exploit some American cultural atrocities while providing days of recollection hilarity. Most comedies don't generate laughter or revelation on as many levels as this movie does. The second flick was Stranger Than Fiction. It had funny portions but mostly dealt with issues of existence and death. I thought it was well done and acted. Good stuff.

And finally. We've had a well intentioned art fund sub-account for many years now but have failed to delve into it. We've both been wanting to collect art for quite some time but indecisiveness, affordability and desirability has hindered us. Last night at an art opening, we purchased Josh Taylor's Icarus.

It's an interesting piece and I'll be glad to have it as a promising start to our collection.

Those Smart Fortunate Bastards at YouTube

After doing two movies in a week (Little Miss Sunshine and Hollywoodland) a month ago when I was on travels in KC, it's time to hit the theaters once again. There are several good movies coming out that have caught my eye. Of course Borat is a no brainer but I keep seeing previews for this and it makes me laugh. Will Ferrell's great and Emma Thompson is a consistent fav.
Stranger than Fiction

Since I was moved by Alejandro González Iñárritu's other two films, Amores Perros and 21 Grams, I have high hopes for his newest release. Though certainly not uplifting films, the raw and painful depictions of his stories grabs me.
Babel


Ipod is a saving grace during the dreaded hand washing of the dishes. It has a way of rockin' me out and refreshing my mind with good music not heard in a while.
Rilo Kiley - It's a Hit

Lastly, I'd like to go out for dinner (and maybe to a flick) next weekend for my b-day. Let me know if any of you Cali blog lookers are interested. After a bad fish restaurant experience this weekend, I feel a need to cleanse the palate with something I know to be good, McCormick and Schmick's.

A Little Disconnected, but Still Here

Almost two months and no words from wis. Like everyone, we've been busy livin' the American dream. Work's good, I'm sleep deprived most days but that is very me. The night owl and subsequent vanpool napper.

I did get a letter from the FAA inquiring about an ATC position in Missouri a few weeks ago. Of course, I replied positively and promptly. Hopefully, I'll hear what comes of the inquiry within the next month and hopefully they'll tell me I'll be working in Kansas City.

It's been nearly a month since Brent and I visited the fam and friends in KC. For the self-proclaimed baby haters, I have proof to the contrary. No, I did not manipulate this image in Photoshop. Eddie and Brent are reading Emma a bedtime story.



Ok, time for Earl and sleep. I'll be back soon, maybe.

Approximately 15 hours and 30 minutes of Commute Time Later....

Yeah, so I know I’ve been a big blog bum lately. I attribute this to myspace and myjob. I’m in my second week and things are going pretty well at the grind. It is nice to be back in a professional environment. Everyone is really nice and the guy who’s training me seems to be putting up with me ok. I am definitely out of practice on some things but I feel like I’m catching on. As with any new job, I feel the pressure to prove that I can do the work and do it well especially in a predominately male occupation. I was pleasantly surprised that I have not had to do the usual fighting to carry stuff myself or doing the ‘heavier’ duties on my own. I think they are either trying to see what I am capable of (willing to do) or they aren’t as sexist, I mean chivalrous, around here. I work around mostly minorities so maybe the diverse populace lends itself to a more diverse mindset but ultimately I’ll go with the initial reaction and save the politics.

All in all, I feel blessed to have this opportunity and though it seems like it will turn out to be a good, steady job I am still holding out for that fateful day when I get the call, “The FAA would like to hire you to work at ___________.” Hopefully, that blank will be filled with something pleasant. Until that day, I will be dealing with a poopy commute to my descent job. I actually am starting a vanpool tomorrow which will hopefully cut my traffic woes down significantly but the bad thing is I have to work an earlier shift. This translates to rising at 4am, nice.

I think Christie and Brent can relate to me when I say that myspace is officially addictive. It adds a whole different perspective to the blog. I have made contact with people I lost touch with up to eight years ago. Plus, other connections/reconnections have been made through friends of friends. It’s so simple but fascinating. Any of you thugs that read this and don’t have an account yet need to get with the times. Plus, I need some more legit friends. I have a self-proclaimed friend count competition with Brent and he’s beating me bad.

Thanks to all for your well wishes and inquires over the past week and a half. Once I get my schedule all figured maybe I’ll be back to this more consistently.

And lastly...I've been hearing this song on indie 103 lately it's meloncholy has been sticking with me.
The Funeral - Band of Horses

What is the data transfer rate of a DS-1 line?

Just as I thought I would not get much into blog when I started, I feel (felt) the same way about MySpace. I had been reluctant to dive into that world since every time I browsed around my impression of its contents was the same. Just a bunch of people's profiles with sultry or weird pictures, comments that I'm not sure anyone reads (especially those with like a cagillion friends), and the comments were mostly pretty lame, "thanks for the add" "you're awesome" "i love your art/music" "i miss you". So I joined the ranks and set up an account yesterday. Now I'm trying to amass "friends." At this point, I feel like it's dumbed down blog. I did find some people that I know that probably wouldn't give a flip about reading this drivel but are folks I wouldn't mind having contact with. I was surprised to find even my bro-in-law has a space. I have a pretty good hunch on who the culprit(s) were on that one. It's just one more way the internet has become my new tv.

Anyway, I got word this week from my new employer that I start on Mon, 8:30am. No more free (or I should say poor) ride. I will be happy to be better occupied, making bacon, and feeling like a functioning member of society again. I'm not looking forward to the commute though. I'll probably have to leave here at 6:30am on Mon to allow ample time to make it to Irvine from here (where orientation is). I still don't know what shift they are ultimately going to give me but as much as I love sleeping in I am hoping for something very early to avoid the poop traffic coming and going. It should be an interesting week. At this point, I feel pretty good about how everything has worked out so, hopefully, I can avoid nervous/stress vomiting but we'll see what happens.

So in my final days of unlimited free time the plan is to go to Santa Monica today to shop for a few birthday gifts for my "cousin-in-law's" (i.e. Covina Fam's) daughters, try to find some khakis minus the tight butt with big gap of fabric in back, visit a few galleries at Bergamot Station, and just maybe look at the ocean. I'll have to fly this one solo since Brent's a workin' man. Sat. there's a pre-birthday party for one of the aforementioned kiddos and then possibly some hang time with some friends. Good times.

On the movie front, Little Miss Sunshine looks pretty good and for giggles I don't think you could go wrong with Talladega Nights.

Michel Gondry rocks, The Science of Sleep is a for sure:


Speaking of sleep....

Bob Burnquist is a Hottie

So, I made good use of my time this weekend and watched X-Games. It was pretty bad ass. I'm not much of a sporty person but I love seeing the unreal progressions these athletes make year after year. If you missed the broadcasts, I definitely recommend catching the recaps on ESPN. I've included a few highlights just to whet the appetite. Of course, I'm always going to be partial to skateboarding but Pastrana's moto x double back flip was madness. Danny Way is a legend. He brought big air to xgames three years ago and has rightly won gold every time. Too bad Shaun White couldn't quite stick the 1080 for best vert trick but he got very close. I could say more but I may sport myself out.

Danny Way 2006 X Games Skateboard Big Air Backflip Gold


Travis Pastrana - Double Backflip At X Games 12 Recap

I Can't Help It If Some of My Friends Lack a Complex Palate

After my big rant about the terribly hot weather, there was a quick end in sight. By last weekend, the temps started to drop and now things are quite pleasant in Cali-land. I love the cool evenings. So now it's nice again, I was able to fire up the stove and actually get back to cooking some delectable meals.


Last night's menu:
Coconut Chicken w/ Spicy Apricot Sauce
Glazed Carrots
Balsamic Roasted Potatoes

I dorkily captured the moment before consumption. Ah, I've developed a fondness for home cooked meals.

It looks like Costa Mesa gallery hopping is on the agenda tomorrow and since we'll be oh so close, the beach will be the next stop. It has been too long. I will miss our weekday outings on Brent's days off since he's never off on the weekends and I will be.

And finally, I watched Syriana last night. I thought it was pretty good. It lived up to what I had heard about it. There was a bunch of stuff going on but I liked that it wasn't dumbed down for mass consumption. There were a lot of ultimately interconnected characters to keep track of with varying perspectives and happenings from CIA to Washingon big wigs to oil contract companies and employees to princes to poor immigrant refinery workers. I feel like I missed quite a bit but I understood the gist of the story. It's a good renter.

The Colbert Report is one of my favorite shows. He makes me laugh lots.
Colbert Report - Better know district (DC)

Does Hollywood Make Some People Jacked Up Kooky Pants or Were They That Way to Begin With?

Dit, dit, dit, dit, ma, ma, ma, ma, I got a job! Finally. I had an interview the week before last and got a call on the following Friday with a verbal offer. After turning in some paper work and a specimen donation, I will hopefully get word on an actual start date soon. I’ll be working as a Senior Electronics Tech on in-flight entertainment systems. The work looks interesting and it will be nice to be somewhere that’s developing new technologies. I am definitely looking forward to being gainfully employed once again. I have enjoyed parts of my unemployment year but ultimately I am the type of person that likes and needs to work. Sadly, I don’t do well with idle time so this transition back to full time work will be good on many levels.

There is so much still up in the air that life is very day to day for us. Who knows where we will end up. Brent turned his app in to Fuller so hopefully he’ll be starting school soon. We'll be flying to KC at the end of Sept so we are looking forward to visiting distant relatives, family and friends.

I know once we leave here I will miss our Covina family. Patti just gave me this awesome quilt she made as a graduation present. Jeremy’s got the greatest family here. They adopted us from our first visit here as we were frantically trying to find somewhere to live within a week. I’ve been so grateful to them for so many things.

On an unrelated note, I rented a few movies the other day. Cache (French for Hidden but I’m sure Catie knew that) is about this family who receives video tapes of their house and other things as if they are under surveillance. It was a kinda thriller, a little slow moving and had some extended tonal shots. I enjoyed it though for the very reasons I prefer foreign and independent films. It wasn’t cliche, it dealt with deeper issues like trust, conscience, and ramifications. The other movie , Syriana, I plan to watch this afternoon.

Pee-Wee's Playhouse was a Great Show, Watch the Repeats on Cartoon Network

Warning: Whining, Bitching, and other Unpleasantries about to occur.

Up to this point, I have enjoyed Cali with minimal irritations (excessive violence, trash, cost, etc.) But this summer has got to be one of the worst I’ve endured. That is pretty sad considering I come from a place where summer consists of such high heat and humidity that most outdoor activities are avoided. What makes it so bad here you ask? Most folks don’t own or properly use this widespread invention that brings comfort when it gets really hot. It’s called A/C. Not swamp coolers, not fans, not even window units (which doesn’t count as a/c but is superior to the former). We have a dreaded swamp cooler and it’s crap.

To illustrate, the swamp cooler is on high as are the fans:
Current Covina time: 12:36AM
Current Covina Temp: 82F
Current Temp in our duplex: 77.4F

Seriously, what the hell? I think I am in hell. Yes, I realize I’m spoiled. I’ll consider this a lesson learned; central heat and air will be essential elements to any other place we move to around here. I really would like to know why people around here like to sweat it out and just put up with the heat. It seems so anti-SoCal. Weirdos. The sad thing is that even if people actually used cool air like they’re supposed to no one would have power. Ok, I’m done with my rant. Time for sticky sweat sleep.

I know I’m lame for griping more about being hot than excessive violence or trash.

Song of the Day:
I really like what is posited.

I Know You, I Saw You On My TV

Wow, this last week flew by. The family left on a jet plane this morning and I miss them already. We had a lot of good times hanging out, trekking around So Cal. Three trips to the beach was not enough. I’ve had enough of the valley heat and summer has hardly started. I’m sad I did not get to hang out with my mom more but I spent lots of time with my sis (Laura) and my niece (Emma). It will never cease to amaze me how much it takes to raise kids. The demands are literally never ending. Emma aka Sponge Em Square Head has grown up into quite the character. I see elements of my sis’ personality all over her. I love that baby. Now I’ll probably have kid songs stuck in my head for weeks and no one to sing them to that will enjoy them as much as she does.

In brief, this week consisted going to Pasadena, Claremont, Laguna Beach, Monrovia, Downtown LA, Hollywood, Rancho Cucamonga, Ontario, Santa Monica (twice), and Pomona. This included lots of walking, shopping, eating and Brent and I celebrating our ten year anniversary. We definitely packed in a lot of activities and hang time with family that’s here in West Covina/Covina. Every family’s dynamics are interesting. Between mine and Jeremy’s (my sis’ husband) family, there are all sorts of quirks, issues, frustrations, commonalities and differences. It certainly made for an interesting week. I feel blessed to have the family that I do and I never thought that moving to Cali would make us closer to Jeremy’s family but that has been an added Godsend.

Many thanks to Megan who on short notice was able to schedule and take some great pics of all us gals (sadly minus Patti).

On an unrelated note, we want to go watch Lady In The Water which opens this weekend so if any of you folks around here are interested in going let us know.

It's Not Gross To Pick Tartar From Your Dog's Teeth With Your Fingernail So Long As You Wash Your Hands Afterward

As I was reminiscing earlier this week with Brent, I began to realize something interesting about my memories. In this case, I was trying to recollect specific incidents from a general statement made about a sour love I had as a teenager. I knew the reality of this past relationship; it was very bad, very destructive. I struggled to come up with details regarding this reality. After going to the depths to recall, I could remember some of the significant ills done against me but my own transgressions were not as apparent. Yet, I know that I was an instigator and aggressor at times. So have I blocked out the nasty things I was capable of doing to another? Selective. Am I trying to paint myself in my own mind as better than I actually am? I'd say, probably, yes. In all honesty, I know my talent for having a sharp tongue, knowing exactly what to say to make it hurt. I used to be proud of it. Ironically, I do remember saying something hateful to Brent in high school while we were friends in Arts and Crafts class. I attribute the recollection to him reminding me of this incident when we hooked up a few years later. Anyway, it still remains, selective memories make me uncomfortable.

This realization has furthered my desire for objectivity. Whether it be about myself, others, God, experiences, I want to see things for how they really are. I desire the impossible which drives me mad. Good memories, bad memories, recent experiences, all these are skewed. Is objectivity really necessary? Man, I don't know but I'd like it.

Even if I can't remember and view things as I want, there are a few things I know. Had I not experienced the bad relationship, I would not have realized as readily (especially at such a young age) when the right guy came my way. (We'll celebrate a decade this week.) Through maturity and forging healthier relationships with others and God, the nasty tongue stays at bay (for the most part).


In my opinion, here's an illustration of idealistic young love:
Arcade Fire - Neighborhood 1

Not Funny Ha Ha, Funny Burble Burble

So my sis, 8 mo. old niece, mum and sis' mom-in-law will be in town a week from today. I figured this would be a good place to start a working list of stuff I want to do with them. I need help from you Calis and beyond with ideas/suggestions. Since I'm kid illiterate, I certainly could use some help with good places to take a tyke.

1. Beach, beach and beach (Santa Monica, Venice, Huntington, Laguna, etc)
2. Third Street Promenade
3. Victoria Gardens, Rancho Cucamonga
   
4. Pasadena (Panda Inn, Father Nature's Lavish Wraps, Old Town, Paseo, Peet's Coffee)
   
5. Pink's Hot Dogs
6. La Luz de Jesus
   
7. Hollywood Farmer's Market
8. Descanso Gardens
9. The Standard
10. Shopping on Melrose
11. Elixir Tonics and Teas
12. Father's Office, Santa Monica
13. Glendora Farmer's Market, Sat. evening for foodage and so Brent can check out a demo from Golden Paints at an art store in Glendora
    

Bugs are My Enemy But Not The Ones That Live On And In My Body Keeping Me Healthy

So, I checked out Superman Returns in IMAX with a little 3D action to boot. Overall, I enjoyed the movie. It was pretty much what I expected. I used to watch the old Superman films when I was a wee tot so it was nice to see this upgraded remake. From the opening credits to the story lines to the dude playing Superman with the cute curly strand of hair to the reuse of old footage and lines, the similarities to the other films was rampant.

There did seem to be more emphasis on recurrent use of mythological and religious language and imagery (but maybe I was too young to realize their use before). Not being into the comics either, I'm sure this is where these concepts were born anyway. So to name a few of these religious (particularly Christian overtones) there's Superman as savior ("I have sent them, you my only son"), as humanity's model for goodness ("the light to show them the way") and a resurrection. There is also the repetitious use of, "the father becomes the son, the son becomes the father" which at this point I'm not interpreting anything further than a familial legacy being carried out. My theology source told me that if viewed in Christian terms it could be a reference to modalism (the belief that the Father, Son and Holy Spirit are different modes or aspects of one God, rather than three distinct persons). This idea doesn't seem to fit but it's an interesting concept (outside of Superman, I mean).

Despite the film's utter fiction, logical flaws still bother me. So when the power goes out, there is such a cosmic surge that even batteries and emergency back-ups don't work but when the power does return all computers and systems return to the exact state they were in before the outage? Wow.
And I want one of those cell phone cameras that take beautifully detailed pictures.
A radar that detects Superman, what's this dude made out of?
The characters' inability to figure out the Clark Kent/Superman correlation is pretty comical, too. Need a good disguise? Just get some glasses and act like a dork and you're all set.

And finally. The 3D was sort of cool but the taking the glasses on and off got a little old. The best was the 3D farm. Nothing enhances the movie experience more than a multi-dimensional goat and corn.

They'll Call It The Airbox

After being a Rilo Kiley fan for several years now, I have no explanation as to why I waited so long to get the lead singer's solo album when it was released earlier this year. Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins' album Rabbit Fur Coat is deep, haunting, moving, honest. It's makes me realize why I love music.

Though I consider myself to be a feminist, ironically, I generally am not into girl singers. I attribute this to the content and mostly annoying, overdone sound of most female vocalists but this gal is no doubt an exception. From tension with God to the reality of humanity to love to family to life experience to philosophy, the depth and variety in which Lewis writes is impressive. This album has a definite old country yet alternative feel. I totally dig the Traveling Wilburys' cover of "Handle With Care" and the Ben Gibbard, Conor Oberst cameos make it even better. Anyway, enough of my lame album review. I just wanted to rant about some good music.

Here is a performance of "The Big Guns" from Dave Letterman in March. I'd like to hear some opinions and interpretations of the song. Who/what are the "Big Guns"? What is she fighting or advocating? I've got a few vague ideas.
For the few of you who have not heard this, enjoy.