The eventful Thursday. (and all other things)

So I've lost track of the days. Turns out today is Thursday, and I don't do Thursdays well. I'll get to the rest of tour in a bit.

We're currently staying at Matt's in-laws house in Morgan Hill, CA. Very nice place, very, VERY big house. They're going to cook Korean bar-be-que for use today, along with having mass salad, and sushi, but this isn't the punch line of the story. We stayed here yesterday with no problems. Today, however, when I decided to take a shower, all hell broke loose...kinda. I had just gotten in the shower and was combing my hair. I then turned around and attempted a grab for the soap (sorry, no jail cell rape scene here), but it splooshed off the holder onto the floor near the drain. Natural reaction is to just pick it up, but once I grabbed it I came back up and smashed my head into the ceramic shelf in the corner. It's not just that I had broken the shelf with the back of my head (though my head felt fine, no bump or scratch), but the piece of ceramic that broke off and fell landed quite un-squarely into the top of my foot. At first I though something had falled off the shelf, like a long black bug of sorts, but then it started running down my foot, and I realized I had a giant gash. I then proceeded to bleed all over the bathtub. I could hear Armine outside the bathroom asking if I was okay. I said I was fine, and to hold on a second. I turned off the shower and tried to dry myself off as best I could before opening the door and breaking the news to Armine and Dave standing outside the bathroom. The pants were the difficulty. Trying to put on pants over a foot that's leaking blood is a tricky thing if you have no desire to have pants covered in blood. After I opened the door, Armine handed me a random towel (which I tried to abstain from, since I'd rather ruin my own towel than Matt's in-laws), but he insisted. Armine went into a sort of 'freakout' mode when he saw all the blood in the shower. He immediately told me to wrap my foot, and started searching on his iPhone for nearby hospitals. The gash was big enough that at first glance it might need stitches, but I have enough experience with flesh wounds to know when they're unnecessary. Granted...I should have had stitches for certain cuts in the past, but they healed fine. The only downside is you have an epic scar, and who doesn't love crazy scars?! I know the chicks dig it (note: the link I put there I have no idea what it goes to, I just made up the .com at random. It's just funny there is a .com with that name).

So Armine drives me around Morgan Hill, CA for about a half hour trying to find a hospital, or clinic, or something to take a look at my foot. We found nothing. We asked the police, we asked some community building...all were complete morons. The nearest hospital was 7 miles out of town, and at this point I was just telling him to take me to a Rite Aid to get some hydrogen peroxide and some bandages (at this point, Armine is furious with people, traffic, gps, etc.). He finally got fed up and went to a Rite Aid and got the fixin's for self surgery. We got back, I poured a quarter of the bottle of hydrogen peroxide over my foot, washed it out, bandaged it up, and I'm good as new...kinda.

I apologized immediately to Matt's mother-in-law. She didn't seem too upset by it (but appearances can be deceiving). Matt apparently was made to remove the entire shelf in the bathroom, and was told that he would have a project to replace it in December when he comes back for Christmas. This made me feel super bad. Anyway, seems like things are getting underway a bit better now. The cooking should start soon, and City of Ships are on their way.

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Onto the former:

So, I guess I'll just look through the show schedule on the Rosetta website and try to recollect what happened.


The Shred Shed:
SLC, Utah. What a difficult place to get to. Until we actually got into SLC, our van was huffing and puffing the whole way. The hills are mighty. We were originally playing at some venue or club type place, but they figured that the blues band they booked would bring in more people. Their mistake. We had to move the show to a little house in the most random part of town. The show had already started by the time we got there. It almost literally was a shed, just with more rooms...and a bathroom. The cops showed up at the end of the show, nosed around a bit then left. We went to an amazing diner with our friends Conor and Adam, slept, then moseyed on.

Gusto Bar:
Boise, Idaho. Pretty uneventful night, though Dave got a free tattoo from TJ at 'Nobody's Hero'.


The Boulevard:
Spokane, WA. I got some wicked awesome sunglasses that I was very proud of from wal-mart.


Ty (who is travelling with City of Ships bet me $10 if I would wear them our whole set that night, in addition, I had to twirl my stick at least three times during the set (while playing a song, not at a break). I was able to complete his task and get my $10, however, the glasses fell off my face at the end of the set and broke the left ear piece on the edge of my snare drum...very sad stuff.

Plan B:
Portland, OR. At this point, I don't even remember anything from this show other than we got fed really well, the actual show was awful, but the door guy had a crazy facial tattoo of a skull....on his FACE! rad man...rad. Wish I had a picture of this, but I would have felt like a dick being like, "hey! can I take a picture of your face so I can twitter/blog/facebook it!?"

The Rendezvous:
Seattle, WA. Except for the fact that we only got fed in nachos and cheese fries (grease before playing a show is bound to make you hurl all over the crowd) this show was pretty spectacular. I did end up backing into a trash can in the alleyway behind the venue. I thought at first I had cracked the trash can I hit...turns out I cracked the housing to our back right brake light. Bummer. Jordan from Tooth & Nail Records gave us the epic tour of Seattle, showed us all the 'know' places of music and culture...and stuff. He then proceeded to get s**t-faced at the show. What an epic dude.

A house (of which the name escapes me):
Arcata, CA. The drive from Seattle was f**king stupid ridiculous...that's all I have to say about that. This picture will show you just how stoked we were.

Apparently 60% (or some other random percentage) of all America's weed (or 'marijuana' for those not in-the-know) comes from this one area in upstate California. It was a sweet place, lots of awesome people, awesome frisbee peeps, and a giant whale. Thinking back, I wish I got a picture of that whale. But, instead, here's Armine being 'spiderman' and crowd surfing during our show.


Everything over the next couple days are kind of a blur...so I'm going to skip them. Stuff was kinda fun, we got pulled over for that tail light being exposed so we taped it up with red duct tape. The foot is healing pretty well by now though at this point I"m still worried it's leaking...blood...anyway. carrying on!

Los Angeles was absolutely fantastic, though we ALL felt like s**t the entire time. Our drive to Phoenix, Arizona was that of a drive through Hell, only we had iPods...so a tiny bit better.

The actual show in Phoenix was completely inconsequential to the following events...


That's right (matt wouldn't let me take a picture of him let alone post one to the internet) Matt and I shaved our beards into mustaches to rock for the rest of tour, or...as long as we could hold out.



It's at this point I'm kind of lost for what to say about the shows, and more trying to remember what happened in between. What you start to realize on tour is that a show is a show, you can play good, the crowd can be good, or any combination of those (plus some other factors), but pretty much the same. It's the fun stuff, or not so fun but slightly interesting stuff, you do in between playing the music. So here's my attempt to remember what the hell happened in between hitting drums.

Albuquerque, NM is hot, Austin, TX is hot and muggy, and I'm not fond of either of those cities or their surrounding states...plus Matt and I got sick with sinus congestion, and I spent the night in Austin flying between having hot flashes and freezing my @$$ off all night. The fever broke by morning, but the muscle pains, congestion, and sore throat continue even to today (fyi, I started writing this four days ago and now finishing it while waiting to play in Columbia, Missouri).

Oklahoma City, Oklahoma was predicted to be the worst show of tour just because of both bands past experiences. We arrived to the venue INCREDIBLY late. We pulled into the back parking lot just in time to pull our gear out of the vans, setup, and play. There were gasps of awe coming from all of us as we pulled up to the venue to find not only the front, but the back parking lot to be packed with kids (with more hanging out inside). City of Ships pulled out gear, setup right away, and started rocking out and tons of people were there and were really into, and they followed suit as we played. One kid even asked me sheepishly if he could have the drumstick I broke during the set. Quite unexpected, but very uplifting. We didn't spend much time there, in fact, we were only in Oklahoma for a grand total of about 15 hours, which is the least time we've spent in a single state all tour. We made our way that night straight for Wichita, KS where Casey from Battlefields lives and puts on a weekend fest every year.

The wait to play was excruciatingly boring, and not to mention it was incredibly hot and humid....again. Ty, Dave, some random girl named Michelle, and I played pool...a lot of pool, while waiting to play. Then we shipped out immediately after we were all packed up and stayed with Casey's partner's [in setting up the fest] house. She had two amazing cats, and two incredibly wild lovable dogs. The female cat had just been fixed, so she was incredibly high, and lying in a chair pawing at the air (so cute >.<). One of the dogs spooned with me all night, but I guess left me when I fell asleep and started snoring.

We are now in Columbia, MO. We had an incredible mexican lunch, played some frisbee, and despite stupidly long drives, stupidly hot and humid weather, and Matt and I still feeling absolutely awful, spirits are still high...kinda. Heading east is very different than heading west, cause we're that much closer to home, and we're getting antsy.

More to come, only 5 shows left (including today).

I'll leave you with a picture of Ty wearing Eric's (the drummer from City of Ships) hat and glasses doing his best Garth Algar impression:

Rosetta/City of Ships 2010: Day6, 7, and..something.

So I've lost track of the days by now. All I know is, today is Tuesday, and we're now sitting at a cafe called 'Red Table Cafe' in Ft. Collins, Colorado.

So, let me see if I can recap (remember) the last couple days:


Day6&7

We've been having tons of fun with the frisbee. It's probably the best thing to happen to touring the US since air conditioning. First point of order, Armine shaved his head (with the aid of Rusty's girlfriends):


Our shows in Fargo and Moorhead were awesome. One was a 21+ bar show (which we played absolutely awful), and the other was a house show in some dudes basement, and that show was incredible.


Day 8

We rode into Sioux Falls, SD, and just as we start loading in, the dark clouds rolled in after us. Warnings flashed across the televisions at the bar talking about a severe storm warning, and issuing a tornado watch. Needless to say....I was stoked. The show was okay. I was more excited than anything at the fact that the band playing last (Tennessee Murder Club) ripped off Slipknot with the full jumpsuits and face masks. They even brought old tube televisions to do their ridiculous intro, and had Andy from Battlefields do their mic/monitor check cause they were in the back putting on their masks.


The storm also escalated outside while the bands played. The sky was like a giant strobelight of lightning and thunder.


Day 9

Lincoln, Nebraska...Only redeeming part of this day besides seeing our name on a big marquee:

...was that Ty (the awesome dude on that came along with City of Ships, who is also responsible for the existence of the frisbee) ran up to the very top of a 4 story parking garage across the street from the venue and tossed it down to use, twice. We also had a lot of fun tossing the frisbee at the capitol building before the show, and across the semi-busy streets after the show. The rest of the night (besides the epic frisbee toss in a giant parking lot), was too weird and confusing to even try to write about. Ask me in person some time about Nebraska 2010, and I'll try and dredge up the memories.

Anyway...


Day 10

The Hi-Dive. Is. Awesome. The sound guy was an incredible dude, the stage was just perfect (though I would have liked it a bit lower to the ground), and we got free food, and a place to stay. Oh, and Eric from City of Ships ate a gigantic hotdog.


Today we're chilling for a bit while Andrew and Eric Jernigan meet up with their dad in Ft. Collins, then we have a 7hr drive to SLC where we're playing a place called the 'Shred Shed.'

Stay tuned.

Rosetta/City of Ships 2010: Day5

Day5

The Triple Rock Social Club is fantastic. We got to the venue, loaded gear in. It was raining like mad when we get there so we had to rush everything inside. We then headed over to the bar/restaurant they have attached to it. Free food for all the bands, plus, it was Wednesday, and they have free bacon every Wednesday night. I'm not a big eater of the bacon, but when you're on tour, and it's free...that's awesome. We all got stuffed, mostly cause we didn't realize how big the portions were for anything. I ordered an appetizer of chicken quesadillas and then shared a plate of vegan nachos with Casey from Battlefields. Being orders off the appetizer menu, I figured we get something small, and then be able to also dive into the moderate portion of vegan nachos...wrong! When they brought out the food the portions were huge. I got two whole chicken-cheese quesadillas that I was barely able to finish, and the plate of vegan nachos was a giant plate piled extremely high. Now that I think about it, I probably should have gotten pictures of it, but I was too overwhelmed with how much food I was given to eat. Needless to say, we were all completely stuffed afterwards, and all wanted to go to sleep before the show, but instead opened up our laptops and had laptop party before the doors opened.

The sound at this place was fantastic. We've played here before, but I had forgotten how awesome it was. I could actually hear everything Matt and Dave were doing, and actually hear Armine's vocals...crazy! I think we played a good show (I hope). Afterwards, the usual packing up and loading out. City of Ships went to stay with people locally, Battlefields headed out to Fargo, and we were to follow suit once we were packed up. The drive to Fargo was only 3hrs or so, but it was along the most boring, flat, and straight stretch of land, that I was afraid of passing out while driving. I told Matt he needed to drive it, but for some reason I ended up doing it just...because I wanted to. We stopped at a truck stop, which looked like there was some kind of tussle between a couple people, cause there were 2 state trooper cars trying to talk to people, get statements, and overall calm things down. We got our energy drinks and snacks and headed back out. Matt hilariously stayed up and listened to me banter away for 3hrs about god knows what. I think I just thought of every stupid subject I could think of, from cell phones, to upcoming stuff on tour, to how a solar eclipse works (dudes...I was getting tired). We made it here in one piece, and ahead of Battlefields, cause apparently Matt had to spend a little quality time on the porcelain throne at one of the truck stops. He had gotten a cheeseburger quesadilla at the Triple Rock, and I think he was regretting it then.

We slept at Rusty's from Battlefields, and I'm now writing this as I wake from my coma from last night. My legs are falling asleep from sitting on the floor, and I'm also charging up the cell so I can make some calls to my mom. Stay tuned.

Rosetta/City of Ships 2010: Day3 & 4

Day3

Chicago looks exactly how we left it. There was some used fireworks in an elementary school recess yard, which was the most exploded ordinance I've ever seen in one place in my life. The venue wasn't open when we arrived so we walked to the aldi and got some groceries. I got a box of straberries, and a box of cherries.


They were extremely delicious.

After the show we went and stayed with one of the friends of Battlefields. His house was nice and cozy (and had central air). There was also a big dog that was the sweetest thing. I wish I took a picture of her. Nothing else really interesting (or that I can remember after the fact) happened the rest of that day, so...

Day4

Drive was long and boring. It got a little interesting when my cellphone started 'roaming' and was unable to use my GPS. Luckily, both Matt and Armine have cellphones with GPS as well. We got to the VFW in Wausau, Wisconsin. There was a really pretty lake at the end of the parking lot so we stood there and wandered around till we saw someone that looked like they were here for the show.

I was excited when we entered the building, cause it was airconditioned, and also, all hardwood floors, meaning I would actually be able to use my drum rug that I brought, and as of then, had not used. We also went to find a local grocery store, but found a hippy organic grocery store. Everything was entirely too expensive, but it was the only store we could find. Dave had an idea to make tacos/burritos with peppers, beans, etc. So our simple concoction was gonna cost $25...crazy, but it turned out to be really good. I also picked up a giant bottle of Naked blueberry fruit juice.

I felt bad cause I fell asleep during Battlefields, and City of Ships sets. I was just falling asleep on the floor next to my drums. I left and went to the van and passed out in the passengers seat. Finally we played and it was intense. People were really into it, people were rocking out, and singing along with Armine. They even asked for an encore. Armine made mention asking anyone if they have a hottub, which was just a funny way of asking if anyone had a place for dudes to sleep that night. A really nice dude brought us to his parents mansion thing...it's crazy. A designer home, gigantic and beautiful. They also have a huge bull mastiff the size of a picnic table. He fed us some eggo waffles, some leftover hoagies and we went to bed.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night on tour and have weird episodes not knowing where I am. The basement we slept in was especially dark, and when I woke up I had a weird waking-dream that I was in some sorta warehouse trying to light candles..it was incredibly weird. As I'm sitting there trying to figure out what to do, I slowly realized I was in some dudes basement in Wisconsin...then tried to go back to sleep. Anyway...that's my unusual story and stuff. Stay tuned.

Rosetta/City of Ships 2010: Day2

Day2
Pounding headache, sore muscles, but otherwise, super duper. Dave's promising a decadent breakfast of stuffed french toast. Can't wait.

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Got to the show. The fireworks were already flying all around us. It sounded like a war zone…only prettier. The venue is a house, and the basement we're playing in is 'cozy' which means, we barely fit and it's gonna be god awful hot. Luckily the upstairs living room (where we're also be sleeping tonight) is air-conditioned.

The show was great, aside from matt's power dying half way through the first song cause the power strip he was using had too much stuff plugged into it. We moved some stuff around and everything worked out okay.

After the last band dragged their american flag (which was apparently used it as a prop while they were playing) outside and proceeded to set it on fire.


The air smelled like smoke, and there's still explosions going...

I forgot what I was gonna write now. Armine just showed me a 'brokencyde' video. My jaw dropped and I completely forgot what I was writing about.

…anyway, explosions going off still. There was food. I had 2 sloppy joes, a hotdog, and some chips. I just walked 'Plan 9 from outer space', the movie 'Ed Wood' is about. One of the WORST movies ever…period. I'm downloading Ed Wood right now just cause I haven't seen it in forever, and now having actually seen 'Plan 9 from outer space' it'll be an even greater experience. I also downloaded the Team America soundtrack. There will be much rejoicing in the van tomorrow on the way to…wherever we're going. I can never keep our tour schedule straight.

*checks rosettaband.com for tour schedule*

We're in Chicago tomorrow, or…today. It's now 1:35am and I'm ready to go to bed. I'm still soaked from the show because a) it's so humid I'm not actually drying off, and b) I immediately went into the air-conditioning instead of going to change clothes, which I'll probably do right after posting this. Good night, and another update tomorrow [so long as there is internet available]

Rosetta/City of Ships 2010: Day1

Day1-
So I woke up late. We went to pack the van at 10pm Friday, which was a mistake, since I had to be up at 6:30am Saturday to start my pickup run. I also had to do my laundry, but fell asleep once I put everything in the dryer.

I woke up to my cell phone jingle ringing on my desk across the room. I darted up and over to pick it up and had an awkward conversation with Armine. He asked if I had just woke up, I said, "kinda..." and then hungup to freak out for a second before taking a shower, collecting my laundry/etc, packing it all, and rushing out the door like a madman.

Everything after that went pretty much off without a hitch. The van was a little crowded with 5 dudes and tons of extra merch that hadn't been sorted yet, but we coor tough it to Detroit. Once on the highway it was smooth sailing. A little hot, a few hills, but nothing special. Zoning in and out and being slowly worked into my driving tdance, all is well...till I miss te exit and we have to pay extra money to get off the highway and turn around.

Okay, one little hiccup so far, no biggie. But when it rains, it pours. Heading up one hill I hear a clank and see the 'check engine' light flashing. It's been on before, but never flashed before. I started to smell something weird, an odor similar to a 'Deejay' fog machine. Never a good sign. About a quarter mile later the blinking stops, and the smell dissipates. Another quarter mile though, the engine temperature starts rising dramatically. The smoke machine smell gets more intense, an when the temperature hit the red, smoke started coming out of the vents.

I'm on hold with AAA transferring me around to different departments because many places already being closed for the 4th of July weekend. Luckily one towing place was open, and one garage. The towing company even had a truck with an extended cab to accommodate our plethora of dudes.

At first, we weren't guaranteed the van could be fixed today, which would blow, because it wouldn't be worked on till Monday (because of the 4th), blowing 3 days of show right off the bat. However, they were able to get us in at the last second. Turns out some pipe somewhere between the engine and the engine coolant exploded off the van, probably due to all the hills, and the amount if gear, extra merch, and dudes it was having to pull up them. The part and labor only cost us an hour or so of drive time and $188.

We're in our way to Detroit now; hoping the van lives the remainder of tour (the entirety) and hoping we make it in time to actually play.
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Despite the fact that it was midnight when we got there, a few people stuck around and rocked out. We even played an encore, which is always a weird thing to me.

New tour blog starting soon.

Rosetta leaves for [US] tour this saturday the 3rd. I will be continuing having a tour blog/diary like the one I did when we toured Europe. I'll try to update it every day, but I can't guarantee that I'll have internet access every day. I might get the mobile blogger application for android so I can update without using my laptop. There will be pictures, longwinded rants, and funny and interesting tour stories. I have also made a deal with matt that (after our dates in san francisco) if I shave my beard into an epic mustache, he will match me for every day I keep it with growing his own mustache. So, epic mustache pictures to come as well. Stay tuned, stay sassy, and as always, watch out for killer bees.

New house, New studio, New tour.

So, as I sit here watching 'Ghostbusters' in my living room, typing this on my laptop, I think to myself, "mmm…a full torso apparition…and it's real!" - well, not really, but I love this movie (fyi, ghostbusters is my #1 favorite movie of all time). Just walked down to the corner store and got a monster and vitamin water.




I just moved into my new house. Still setting things up and getting situated. My room is pretty much setup...



…but things will change soon once I'm finished fixing the basement. Jane-Doll Studios (where the 1st and 2nd Rosetta records were recorded) is being moved to the new house once I've finished setting up the basement and soundproofing it. We probably won't be setup for another week or two, but I'm excited about being able to start from scratch and setup everything how I need it (pictures will follow once I start up).

It's a 2-story, 3-bedroom house on a very, very thin street, on a hill. So I can barely get my van down it (the big geen van that Rosetta tours in), and it's a lot of fun driving and walking up and down it. I do get my exercise from walking to and from parking.

My roommate is a friend and fellow-dork of mine who is odd in his own way.



Well, onto Rosetta stuff…

European tour is cancelled due to unforeseen problems that I won't go into. We're all very sad we don't get to go to Europe this summer, but plans are already in place for a back-up US tour, which I know a lot of people are excited about, especially the west coast peeps.

The new record comes out May 25th, but pre-orders are already out, and the record is already available for download from your favorite torrent site. None of the members of Rosetta abhor the downloading of music (mostly cause all of us do it for our favorite bands), but I would like to say that Mike Wohlberg of 'the Fat kid illustration did an amazing job on the artwork and it's definitely worth your money just for the packaging.

The list of shows (subject to change) for this summer. Some are already booked, some still need to be booked. Check the facebook page for updates and info on how to contact us to book shows.

July
05 M – Columbus, OH
06 T – Chicago
07 W – Minneapolis
08 R – Fargo
09 F – Sioux Falls
10 S – Nebraska
11 S – Denver
12 M – Salt Lake City
13 T – Missoula
14 W – Spokane
15 R – Seattle
16 F – Portland
17 S – Arcata
18 S – Santa Rosa
19 M – Bay Area
20 T – Bay Area
21 W – Central CA santa cruz/san luis obispo/ventura)
22 R – LA
23 F – San Diego
24 S – Tucson
25 S – Phoenix
26 M – Albuquerque
27 T – Amarillo
28 W – Austin
29 R – Dallas / OKC
30 F – Wichita
31 S – Kansas City

AUGUST
01 S – Columbia / STL
02 M – Louisville
03 T – Cincinnati
04 W – Pittsburgh

More updates soon along with pictures chronicling the construction of the new studio.

ChatRoulette. A study in randomness.

A friend of mine a while back told me about this website, it sounded like a fun idea, but then (me being me) immediately forgot what it was. I went on with my life. More recently, a friend on facebook put up the website link as an update. It sparked my curiosity. I had been wondering about this experience of random chatting. It's a great idea, thrown into a 1-on-1 conversation with a complete stranger. I'm extremely introverted, and on any normal occasion (or if someone did this to me in real life) I'd freeze up and wouldn't know what to do, however, put in a chat room and holding the ability to be and do anything you want sounds fantastic.

Here's the catch: First off, I didn't know they utilized your camera, that freaked me out the first time I saw that, but I could adjust. Though even talking to friends online with video weirds me out, It'd be a good lesson in extrovertedness (is that even a word?) to just suck it up, and show your face to complete strangers for a fun conversation. Make weird faces, wave, show them fun stuff you have lying around your desk, and the like. Here's the second thing, there's a 'next' button. If someone doesn't like the way you look, or the fact that you don't even have a camera hooked up, they can hit the next button and get another person. That's all well and good (esp if you get a creeper, I'll talk about later), but the whole point of this site is to talk to someone random. Spark up something, share interests, or just stare at the person for a bit making odd facial expressions. People seem to just use the site to find someone that 'looks' like someone they want to talk to. Me being a semi-muscular, big, bearded man, many people hit 'next' before i could even wave to the camera. One instance I actually enjoyed, was a guy sitting in front of his computer in a Daffy Duck mask, I was startled at first, the laughed a bit, typed in the obligatory 'hahaha' then hit next.

However, the 'creepier' side of things is when you hit the 'next' button and you end up staring at some dudes naked crotch. *shudder*

...on the lighter side, I did get into 2 very awesome conversations in my short time thus far using chatroulette. The first was with a very attractive woman (which I was surprised she didn't immediately hit 'next') who turned out to be from Montreal, Canada. She said her english wasn't very good, but she seemed to keep up with me fairly well. We talked about french, then I talked about France, till she said she was from Montreal, and I felt like an idiot thinking french people can't possibly be anywhere but France. We talked about the olympics and how neither of understood curling. We continued with music, movies, etc. stuff that you talk about to get to know one another in a 'first date' situation. All was going well till the chat box on the website stop letting me type in it. I wrote on a piece of paper saying "my chat doesn't work anymore, sorry, had a fun time" waved goodbye to the camera, then logged off.

The second was a guy, also in Canada, not from canada. That came up cause he was wearing a New York Yankees knit cap. He said he was from NY, but lived in Canada. So, once again I start talking about the Olympics. We talked about the weather, talked about how each of us found out about chatroulette. He saw some post about it on CNN.com and came running to see what it was about, I told him about my friends facebook post. I talked with him for a while (no chat box problems this time), and then we said our goodbyes and logged off.

It's quite an addicting site, despite the oddity of daffy duck man, and the startling penis here and there. I have seen a few cute girls on the other end of the cameras, but they usually hit 'next' before I can say/do anything. Oh...and I did see a couple having sex briefly before they hit 'next'...so that's a bit ridiculous.

I'll probably continue on there from time to time, though I wish so much of the burden of it wasn't on the video. My initial idea of it would have been perfect. Random 1, and Random 2, just in chat, simple, and interesting. Video mucks up the whole deal, side from dudes pretending to be female...but, that's what the internet is for, anonymity.