Blog of Josh Hall

Seriously, what’s the deal with dreams of me being back in highschool?  Sometimes  I feel like I never graduated and I am back in classes trying to finish up.  Sometimes it really is like 8 years ago and I’m talking with everyone like it’s normal to be in highschool.  Last night, it was some sort of present day prom thing.  So weird.  How long does this go on??  I would certainly like to think my dreams will grow up and get a job or something.  I don’t consider high school the best time of my life, and it certainly wasn’t the worst either, so I have no idea why it happens so much.  Maybe because I didn’t do much in college so my dreams never made the transition…

So I’m trying out the Sell-a-band service…seems pretty interesting.  You sign up as a band, and people who "believe" in you can buy a share in your future for a minimum of $10 per share.  Once the band reaches $50,000 in believer support, they’ll pay for you to record a demo.  Seems fun, and nothing to lose until you make the $50,000.

If you know me well, you know that I like things to have a reason or purpose.  I definitely take function over aesthetic, but if you can mix the two in harmony, that’s ideal.  To the point though, I would love a studio in the house, but I’d never be able to use it to it’s full potential.  So i’d like it to have it’s own entrance and have it run as a business.  There’s probably some way I could take advantage of running a business out of my home come tax time too.  If I could find someone that would be willing to run it for 85% of the profit, I think it could work out well.  It’d be nice to open up the house to musicians as well.

they’re going to blow up the old St. Francis hospital across the street from the Mellon Arena next Saturday.  YAY!  I don’t know if you’ll be able to hear or feel the explosion from my house, but I’ll definitely get as close as possible to see it happen.  That will be a fun thing for Erik to see too I think. 

You’re staying at a hotel and you notice a car has it’s lights on in the parking lot.  You stop by the front desk and let them know, but they can’t do anything about it because they don’t keep track of whose cars are in the lot.  What else do you do?  What else can you do?  Do you go to the car and see if it’s unlocked and turn the lights off yourself?  Do you set off the alarm so they have to go check it out?

I was at the Roselius’ this weekend and they had a chess board with carved stone game pieces.  The pieces were just some sort of tribal theme, with elephants, a monkey, and stuff like that.  I’ve always loved the themed chess boards.  I’ve seen peuter civil war sets, star wars sets, and a bunch of others.  So i want to make game pieces, i guess just out of wood…but maybe sculpt them out of clay or something…not sure.  But I definitely want to make a set.