John Scholvin

John Scholvin

still can’t fit a half-stack in the trunk

05 Oct 2020

all in

I don’t play a ton of poker. Some charity tournaments here and there. I’m usually good enough to be one of the last players eliminated before the payouts start. Better than the random fish off the street, but not quite as good as the sha...
20 Sep 2020

sunday seven

As I’ve mentioned, I am winding down my Facebook experience. There are a couple of things I need to do before I deactivate my account there for good, including completing the email subscription version of this blog, and writing what is likely t...
08 Sep 2020

radio radio

Very early this year, my company told me that I was doing to be done with the weekly commute back-and-forth to our headquarters in the Boston area, and I’d be assigned to my first long-term customer engagement, in New Jersey. I was told that a...
04 Sep 2020

pardon our dust

It’s infrastructure weekend at the old blogaroo. Many exciting things are happening! Migrating the site to a bigger EC2 instance running Centos 8.2, and all the packages that come with that. ✅ Upgrading to a new version of the blog rend...
29 Aug 2020

I thought it was going to be live

If you saw something that said, and I’m quoting directly here, “Please join us when your favorite band performs together as a band for the first time since March, live online from a rooftop in their hometown!” what would you expect...
27 Aug 2020

back on my bullshit

In the year and a half prior to the Shit Going Down, I had retooled my guitar rig for playing mostly with TBGB. A rack-mounted Kemper Profiler into a Mesa 2x12 cabinet, and a truly giant pedalboard to control it all comprise that rig. In keeping wit...
24 Aug 2020

lavender

On the morning of Thursday, March 5, Hell Year, I was getting ready to check out of the Westin in Waltham, Massachusetts, my home away from home for most of the previous year. Without thinking too much about it, I threw the little vial of lavender o...
29 Jul 2020

turpentine

let the night air cool you off tilt your head back and try to cough It had to be fifty years old, the pine that had been felled earlier in the afternoon, and whose trunk was now stacked for pickup by the curb. It didn’t know it was dead yet. Th...
17 May 2020

slow-boiled ears

Friday I bought and downloaded the absolutely brilliant Reunions album by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit. A few singles have been out for a while, and I’d been eagerly awaiting this first full listen for months. And about halfway through it, I ...
03 May 2020

may 3, 2004

This is a post from my ancient blog, orginially going up on this day in 2011, about the events on this day in 2004. It was a beautiful, warm, sunny spring morning in Chicago. Monday never felt so good. There was so much change in the air for us. My j...