10 Minutes - A Fly By Night Trip to Oshkosh

Hi. It's Joe.

A light load at work on Friday afternoon, inspired me to cruise up to Oshkosh last night for another Friday Fright Night at the TIME Theater.

The movie was campily atrocious, as they usually are. That is what makes them so much fun. The movies are free and the TIME makes all their money on concessions, including beer.

But they do not charge an arm and a leg for popcorn ($1 for a decently sized brown bag of it) or beer ($2 for a 12-ounce can of it).

It's enjoyable, and you can go out in downtown Oshkosh afterwards if you want to, although last night we did not want to. And by "we" I mean Todd, Sherry, and me.

We chose instead to go back to the Todd Mahal and watch a DVD of another campy, but well done, horror flick, "I Didn't Come Here to Die." I saw this at the Oshkosh Indie Horror Film Fest in 2011. It was great.

I need to place a real quick backlink to "red wing blackbirds," and then call 'er done.

Time.

10 Minutes - Red-Winged Blackbirds

Hi. It's Joe.

I just wrote a blog post about red-winged blackbirds (aka red wing blackbird). This is largely an exercise in SEO, but I do have a biology degree and some ornithological knowledge.

I had this idea to research and write about a topic every day. I don't know if I will be able to do it every day, but I will try. When I think of a topic, I enter it into an app I have that bum rushes Google and finds relevant search terms that people might use when researching this topic online.

I use this keyword as part of my blog post title and URL, so that when people are searching the topic, they may more likely find my brief summary of the topic.

A brief summary might be exactly what they are looking for, and when I research the topic, I am doing so because I am interested in it and the information I gather and publish will most often be information that I would like to know when I am researching a topic.

So red-winged blackbirds was this morning's topic. Next time, probably over the weekend, I will cover the topic of Boston terriers, since my new dog, Foster, is a Boston, and my good friends Todd and Sherry in Oshkosh have two of them, and would probably appreciate the information I am able to gather and present, though they probably already know a great deal about the subject.

That last sentence was a really run on one.

In any case, I am sure a lot of people out there are like me, they have just bought or adopted a Boston terrier and they want more information about these lovable little smooshed-in-faced dogs.

I was going to bike commute today, so I got up extra early to make time for that. Unfortunately, it is pouring rain and storming and the forecast does not look sunny at all today. It is really coming down right now. Biking would have been a bad idea.

I was alternatively going to take the bus and do some writing on my book idea, JUICE YOUR LIFE, about Corporate America.

Time.

10 Minutes - Here I Am at Jazz Night

Hi. It's Joe.

I want to welcome all my new readers and subscribers. I may not know you personally right now, but I will soon, I promise.

Please leave a comment or shoot me an e-mail telling me the most interesting thing YOUR FRIENDS would say about you. I know. That is a tough one. It takes you out of your comfort zone and makes you assess yourself from the perspective of others. But do it. No one is judging, least of all me, and it is a good exercise.

In fact, I will start.

I paused there to give it some thought. It is actually hard because I have a ton of friends in various genres.

Music friends are the first ones I think of, but that is a cop out, because when it comes to music, I usually adopt my alter go.

An alter ego is the split personality's way of adapting to society. People with split personalities who don't have some alternative outlet like music are relegated to an institutionalized life of schizophrenia. But music, and specifically rock-n-roll music, allows the schizophrenic alternate personality to thrive, under the radar.

One of my coworkers saw my band play once, and his first comment was that he had never seen me smile so much as when I am rocking. This is true. Rocking is fun. But what he really should have said is that he had never seen my alter ego. Period.

Because my alter ego is always smiling.

And on top of that, I can totally control my alter ego and call him forth whenever maximal rock-n-roll is needed.

So, really, that is not schizophrenic. Because a schizophrenic cannot really control their shit.

I can.

That is not to say my alter ego is not out of control. He (or she) is totally unleashed. But, I have total control over when the Beast, aka Manwich, is unleashed.

Once unleashed, however, all bets are off.

Time.