Back in September of last year, I wrote a blog post titled New Adventure, which is about me starting podcasting. You can listen to the first podcast HERE, and you if you want to go to the page to have a look at my show notes, you can have a look HERE. In my first episode, I talk about my life growing up and about my time in the Navy. Go ahead, you can listen to it and come back; I’ll wait for you. :yes:
Let me start off with a little background here. My high school, back in Hudson, Wisconsin, had it’s own radio station, well; it had a radio station that played over the school P.A. system before and after school. I was allowed to do shows when there wasn’t anybody else available to be part of the show. At the time, I was allowed to have people on, and play whatever music I wanted. Now, I actually only did three (3) maybe four (4) shows, and I loved it. It’s been something I’ve always wanted to dip my hand back into. The problem has always been that I’ve never had any connections at any studios or radio stations.
As you all know, I’ve started learning to play the guitar again. I’ve made some recording on SoundCloud
Well, when I started playing guitar again, I also started showing more interest in playing electric guitar as well. So Tracy and I sat down and we talked about it. We decided that for me to get an electric guitar, we would have to agree on three (3) for me to play and record to YouTube. It took us awhile to decide on which songs, and well, we haven’t decided on all three (3) songs just yet, but we have decided on two (2) of the three (3) songs.
As some of you may know, I’ve decided to start learning to play guitar again. I started a few years ago and only played for about a week or so. I don’t know why I set it down, and now I kind of wish I hadn’t, lol. But that’s how life is sometimes.
It started about four (4) weeks ago. I downloaded an app onto my phone called Guitar Tuner to help me tune my guitar. This app is good, because I can tune my guitar by matching to the sound of the strings in the app, and it uses my mic to match the sounds, I can use the tuning fork and matching by my own ear. I can tune my guitar a few different way also.
It has been a very long time since I have decided to sit down to write something. Anything. Be it a few words, a poem, or a short story. Well, for one reason or another, I felt the inspiration to sit down at the computer this morning and write a poem for my friends and family all around the world this Christmas. Back on November 18th, I struggled a little with Facebook and other forms of Social Media, so I decided to make a positive post every day for 30 days. Well, I received so much love and support from my friends and family from all over the world that I decided to keep doing it. Thank you all.
This is Viconia, a dark elf cleric from Baldur’s Gate. I think about D&D from time to time, and Baldur’s Gate is one of those experiences of old-school D&D that’s hard to shake. It’s as if they found a really solid GM to throw together a story and built the game around it. They released a sequel, which may have been even better in this regard, and the folks who developed those games went on to other creations with rather solid stories in their own right. The games have their flaws, but story and characterization are typically not among them.
Don’t forget to read Mr. Destroyer And NWF — Part 1.
As I had said before, Mike and I had a falling out of friendship in real life, which was carried over into the NWF. These things happen with friends. Something happens and you have an argument. But if the friendship is strong, it will rebuild, which is what happened with us, but inside the ring, we kept Mr. Destroyer and Mr. Macho as enemies. It worked out well for us. Especially once Mr. Mach was handed the U.S. Heavy Weight Title. But that comes later.
Back in 1986, I was living in Coon Rapids, Minnesota, right on the boarder of Anoka, Minnesota. My mom, my two (2) sisters and myself had just moved into a duplex, and we changed schools. One of my best friends at the time was Mike Whaley. We became friends at Coon Rapids Junior High, which is now called Coon Rapids Middle School. We did just about everything together. We would watch wrestling and football together, spend nights at each other’s house watching movies till all hours of the morning. We used to love watching all the wrestling programs that were on TV, and talk about becoming professions wrestlers.
I am very blessed to live in an area of the country with almost limitless photographic and cultural opportunities. One of the places that I visit most often is located on a tract of land along the Potomac River, not more than 3 miles from my house (less than a mile as the crow flies). This location has a very long history. In the 1600s and before, it was the ancestral home of the Dogue Indians. As the new world was colonized, the typical altercations occurred, until the Dogue were relocated in the late 1600, and the land became the property of the colonists who named it Deep Hole.