update from l.a.
So these past few days have been chock full of the mundane. Maybe some of it is not so mundane, but none of it is particularly overwhelming, either– it just seems like the stuff uneventful days get crammed full of.
Last night, we went to the 1-year anniversary party of Tiger Heat. I wasn’t sure if I would like it, but in the end, I liked it a lot.
It was a lot like Velvet Nation in DC, except the second room at Tiger Heat plays all 80’s, and they play the videos for all the music they play. Also, the people seem much friendlier and more approachable.
I hurried my friend Chris all night so we could be among the first 200 in line– they gave the early folks a gift bag. Mine had a few CDs, a video tape of music videos, and a little mirror which I am almost certain is intended for cocaine users. It’s a tiny little square mirror in a jelly-plastic slipcover. Virgin records provided the bags. Not a bad haul.
The club itself was amazing– held in the Hollywood Athletic Club, which housed the first telecast of the Oscars in 1949, according to a plaque. The best part is the lights and lasers, which criss-cross the room everywhere through fog– it’s an amazing sight.
Work is about the same as it has been. I never thought I’d get sick of office work, but I’m getting to that point. Tonight is ok– there are times when all the lines will be lit up with parents who want to take their children away from the site for the weekend, and there are times when it’s pretty quiet, like right now.
I’m listening to my new John Wesley Harding CD, JWH’s New Deal, an out of print treasure I found last night at Amoeba Music, which is on Sunset Boulevard a block from the Athletic Club. They claim it’s the largest independent music store in the country, which excited me very much. I’m such a dork. I told Chris on the way out that I bet every person in that store liked the movie High Fidelity (which is my favorite movie). He agreed, but was less certain that this was a good thing.
So, here I am in Los Angeles, fielding phone calls from tearful moms upset about the lack of phone calls from their children. An aggravating factor is the terrible phone situation here at Loyola Marymount this year– nothing seems to work.
It’s not such a bad job for me, since I know when I was a student here, my mom probably made the same kinds of phone calls. I have a soft spot in my heart for moms who worry too much. It’s really hard not having anything useful to tell them, though.
I’ve got a new web host now. After nomonthlyfees.com deleted tech support tickets for no reason, left emails unanswered for weeks on end, switched servers with little notice (and what notice they gave got sent to the wrong email address) and therefore lost a good chunk of my data and all of my mailing list addresses (which they later recovered, under more than a little pressure from me), and ultimately stopped answering their phones entirely, I decided renewing my contract with them was probably not the best choice. I’m with a company called FrontDrive now, who seem okay– not the cheapest plan out there (which is probably a good thing), but it has all the features I wanted, and the tech support guy is a vegan, which cinched the deal for me.
It’s such a quagmire out there in terms of web hosting that veganism seemed as good a criteria as any to make a choice. So far, so good– I needed some tech support today, and got it, which was a nice switch for me. I don’t have a problem with glitches in a system as long as the person on the other end seems to have some idea about what s/he’s doing and also seems interested in resolving the problem– two things that didn’t ever seem apparent from nomonthlyfees.
I think I’m going to call a close to this entry. There’s so much to tell about all that’s going on, but I’d be typing all night if I wrote about everything I want to remember from these days.