Unlike most people, I love the night.

I do not fear the dark, for things of the dark are exactly the things of the light.

I made my first darkroom (for photography) when I was 10 or 11, in a bathroom on Park street in Enid, Oklahoma. From the first moment that I turned the lights off, I still knew precisely where everything was. It was right where I'd left it when the lights were on.

I continued loving darkrooms when I ran across them, but I forever eschewed the completely fake use of safelights in a darkroom. I mean, if you don't know where things are, get outta there, you really don't belong.

And perhaps, with that reasoning, I shouldn't be one of those gifted with sight?

No, the key is... looking, observing where things are. When you know where things are and how they operate, you don't really need to see anything. I have never been able to understand why people can't comprehend this simple fact.

Throughout my years as a radiographer, I taught many, many students darkroom skills. Maybe one in fifty really could run a darkroom. The dark freaks people out.

There's something built into the human psyche that abhors darkness. Is it lack of observational skills? I don't know, but I don't have it.

I love dark.

You can see the stars in the dark.

And I love the stars, I do.

And there ain't very much dark in Topeka, no.

Many (most) people think that the light is the solution to everything. It ain't. It lets you see with your eyes, sure.

You need to see with your mind. That's the solution to everything.

Switching subjects entirely, go read JD's entry (http://jd.nilknarf.net) entry for his visit here. Poor boy's out right now looking at vehicles.

Music.

I went out today to get a *good* 1/4" to 1/8" converter for my mike. Didn't work, I think that it's an impedance thing.

Yesterday I went out and bought a good mike/headset for computers. Worked really good on the sound cards, but I can't get the good mikes to work.

So I thought that I'd record some stuff on that headset mike. Well, it worked, but I really sounded terrible.

Unfortunately, I think that the real problem is: I sound terrible.

Well, yeah, I never claimed to be a singer, but really, I'm *bad*.

And Matt brought over his keyboard, which is exactly the same as mine, only it's a lot dirtier. So I arranged them so that I could play them both at the same time, and man is that grand!

Now I've gotta buy/build a stand that will hold both of them.

I guess that I should explain the two keyboards: I have a problem with playing the chords/left hand and the melody/right hand at the same time. 'Cause the notes that I want to play melody are the same notes that I want to play chords on, and y'can't do that on the same keyboard. So now I can set up one keyboard for accompaniment (organ/guitar), and one for melody (flute. Or whatever).

OK, the day so far: Got to sleep at 03:00 last night. Got up at 09:00, tard. Been tard ever since then. However, I really want to go out and see Jody and Lee Ann tonight, so I've gotta suck it up and go. And right now? I'm gonna go play some more music, I am.