Thanks Brain, You Suck.
Seriously, what the hell. I was very tired, yet not sleepy at all three hours ago when the wife was going to bed. I knew that it wouldn't be too long and I'd head off that way, but I'd play some vidja games first. Except, I was starving so I made a little late-night snack (Velveta, salsa and chips if you must know) with the intention to head straight to bed after. But, wait... I need something to do whilst I munch, and so on went TNG. And there went my night.
Somehow I managed to make it from working on just a nice easy evening to trying to figure out how to make my Rock Band drum kit work for "Actual Recording" so that I didn't have to pound out a drum track one drum at a time on a midi-keyboard. Yup, I know, right? That's the next logical thought to have during a Star Trek episode with nacho-breath.
Next thing I know I'm watching a second episode of Star Trek and doing serious Googley research (thank you O'Riley, for the ability to hone my searching. Fuck you O'Riley for the ability to hone my searches) into the methods for getting the Rock Band drum kit to work on my Mac. Apparently it's not possible without for-pay software, however, if I become an electronica artist Steim's junXion will certainly be my ace in the hole for creating crazy music stuff. That thing will turn my freaking dishwasher into an orchestra (I... ... I might be exaggerating on that... but only a bit... a bit... just a bit...)
I have no idea who these people are, if they're a school, or what... but they seem to have some insanity when it comes to electroic controls for music. And I like it.
Anyways, I've got a conference call in less than 8 hours, and then a day full of beer, BBQ, Beer, and perhaps R/C Cars... because Wednesdays are my Saturdays.
-J