The Ministry of Archers.

Alright, time to review the new Joy E. CD - The Ministry of Archers.

Ok, so I didn't really know what to expect with this one, and I still haven't made up my mind about it. But here are my thoughts so far. If I were to compare it to any of Ronnie Martin's other stuff, I'd say it resembles The White Songbook most out of all his other cds. He's gone away (just a little) from the simplicity of Tick Tock Treasury and Hello, Mannequin and gone back to using more layers and such. There's definitely more of an "edge" than on anything else of his I've heard. The lyrics are pretty dark, and sometimes even kinda graphic (A Hatchet, A Hatchet). Ronnie's vocals on this CD are easily the best I've heard from him, so that's a big plus. One thing that kinda sucks is that out of the 10 tracks, 3 are instrumentals/segues, so you basically get 7 songs. Yeah, not cool. Anyway, time to wrap this up since it's already past 3:00am. My favorite songs are The Ministry of Archers, A Hatchet, A Hatchet, and Rickety Trickery. If you were to ask me "Pete, I'm looking to start listening to Joy E., should I buy The Ministry of Archers?" I'd say "No, you shouldn't. Buy The Tick Tock Treasury or Hello, Mannequin instead."

i have to make you realize

The name game.

I just got Nintendogs, but I don't know what to name my puppy. I'll let you know what I come up with (maybe).

Update: His name is Guy, and he's flippin' adorable! He already knows how to sit, and lay down. He's pretty much awesome. Also, I burned my hand and it hurts like the dickens.

i'm not sure that it's worth it

It was a carefully planned moment of spontaneity.


It's a different color now.

on distant shores

Camping = Rad.

Suffice it to say, this has not been a good week. Things that suck happened. Fortunately, things that are rad also happened. Camping.


Bonfire.

Lee and Adam invited me to have some good times, and good times were had. Brats, bonfire, soda, smores, being stupid, playing guitars, telescope, staying up late, being really stupid, tents, etc. It was great.

are you against this?

Shoe update.

So I've been told that my things are apparently under the stairs. What that basically means to me is that my things have ceased to exist.

i'll do my best to comply

I've lost my shoes.

Ok, so I came here (1314 Apache St.) with three boxes, and now I can only find one. What teh crap? I hope you like music, 'cause there're a heck of a lot of CD's coming out in the next few months. Joy E., Death Cab, Juliana, Switchfoot, Chowder-Head, Dashboard (I think)... Yeah, it's a lot to take in, sorry. Anywho, time for worky.

help from the future

Work All Day (sleep all night)

Ho-kay, so here's teh moving update. We're about half-way the heck out of dodge. Mostly bigger stuff and cleaning at this point. It's weird, I'm moving back to my parents house for awhile, but I've never lived there before. It's like I'm moving home, but also not. Right. Anyway, I gots ta go rollerblading with the g's in the hood. Peace out.

we might as well be strangers

I'm getting bored of sneezing.

Ok, I'll admit it... I enjoy the occasional sneeze, but this is getting absurd.

i can't win

Put the kids to bed.


Make of this what you will...

if it were up to me

Independence Day Two-Thousand-and-Five


The fireworks fly.

I hope you all had a happy Fourth of July.

just watch the fireworks

The end of an era.

Today was a sad day indeed. In addition to paying rent (which makes the day sad enough as is is), I put in the official word that we're leaving Funville. I tried to deny, to fight it, but I just couldn't. Nothing could be done. Now I'll be moving back home I guess. May the fun never stop, and the ville never end.

is anyone happy?

A painful Haiku.

There, by the river
a crash, a bruise, a great blight
on Peter's knee. Ouch.

that wound will never heal

Taters, precious.

Now I'm 21. What are you going to do about it?

a normal day?

The pants, the pants, the pants!

I'm back from Jamestown, and the verdict is in: E3 > Jamestown. Now, I'm not saying JT didn't try. They even had some old guys playing metal covers in front of a bar, but unlike JT, E3 managed to keep me entertained for more than 5 minutes at a time. Better luck next year, JT.

i take the blame, you get the shame

Ranch-tastic.

Well, I'm in Jamestown. So far, I think E3 was better, but I've got a couple days here yet. Rock 30 here is dang sweet though, you should check it out sometime. I don't have anything else to say tonight, I'll probably post tomorrow when I'm supposed to be working. Later gators.

i'm quite aware we're dying

Different ratios.

In the morning I'm going to Jamestown. It may or may not be as exciting as E3, but we'll see. If you're in the neighborhood gimme a call. Heck, gimme a call anyway.

i'd make you up

everything is wrong.

It keeps getting stupider.


The big winner.

Yeah, so Andrew is going to be the proud owner of the 9th Xbox 360 in the country. The way this week has been going, I can't imagine the craziness that will go down tomorrow.

Oh, also: We're heading back tomorrow night at midnight, so no more posts until I get back, sorry. Wish me luck.

lately i'm alright

The unexpected.


I actually got to go... to Star Wars, you idiot.

I know it's more than likely pathetic, but I feel like a chapter of life is done now. Oh well. Peace out.

a page of life, torn out

Here's where I am.



the dogs are barkin'