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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

September song

It's funny how time changes you.  Seriously. I can remember when I was another person from who I am now and thought some very different thoughts - when living in the moment seemed like it was all that mattered and nothing else did.  That can be fine on some levels - it IS important to be here now, but you do have to consider (especially when you reach a certain age and point and time) in life's experiences that every one of your actions will have a reaction.  And no sooner than I stopped to think about possible ramifications of my actions, etc., things changed dramatically.  And if anything, it set me in the direction I've been traveling in ever since, which is one of balance to rationality to pure joy.

And as time changes a person - if you are willing to embrace change - so does it also keep some people walking in the same circle; never going anywhere.  Names and faces may be new but the stories are always the same.  The bitterness and old hurts come up again and again; the conversation remains the same.  Same.  Repetition.  Going nowhere.  Even the physical parameters are the same - never a different scene.  I cannot, in all good conscience, keep those kind of people in my life any longer, nor grant them re-entry. 

I've forded a river I have no desire to recross; I'm quite content, happy, joy-filled with only positive things in and around my sphere.  The real, daily world is out there - I live in it every day and I take part in things that matter to me.  But what doesn't matter is how anyone on a treadmill lives.  It's ponderous at best, ludicrous at most and I want nothing to do with it.

So the past firmly (yet easily) remains where it belongs - in the past.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Riding down the inertia

So much activity over these last few weeks - the vacation, this weekend - I'm genuinely, physically tired.  So glad that next week is a long weekend!  I need some quiet down time.  Hopefully, some time alone with (at least) the guitar.

Georgia was amazing, to say the least.  Athens was a joy to see and the added surprise of meeting (by chance) Michael from Pylon was a wonderful moment.  Atlanta was exciting and interesting - everything about the week was heaven.  I could have stayed in that amazing hotel the whole time and had a blast - but I didn't...  Even the flights were great and I'm proud that I didn't have any irrational fears when we were airborne.

Yesterday's drive to the nation's capital was another story.  I'm sorry but driving in and around D.C. sucks.  Convoluted and no parking anywhere - unreal!  Thankfully, the reason for the trip - the Big Star #1 Record/3rd show - was perfect.  An other-worldly experience.  And I'm so thankful that Liz was able to enjoy it and take it in since she couldn't last year.  Those musicians continue to amaze me...

Happy and relieved to have gotten home at a reasonable time - enough to do laundry, write two reviews and relax so that I could write here.  I need this kind of relief.

And a good night's sleep tonight, I hope!

Monday, August 04, 2014

Off we go into the wild blue yonder

Although this is just a brief posting, as I'm tired and having trouble seeing clearly, I just wanted to jot down a few thoughts before we split for Atlanta later today.

If I'd been vague or not clear, we're flying to Atlanta this afternoon - staying in Georgia until Saturday.  While the hotel booked is in Atlanta, we have a rental car awaiting us at the airport.  The plan is to drive to Athens on Tuesday to see the art exhibit about the music scene and to visit the town, properly.  Wednesday - get up early and drive to Savannah - that's about 3 hours; Thursday, back to Athens since Liz wants to go to the 40 Watt Club and Friday, see some of the sights around Atlanta.  All in all, we should be home by 5 p.m. on Saturday.

I'm looking forward to seeing something new - it's been two years since we made the pilgrimage to Memphis.  This seems almost like the logical follow up, doesn't it?

Thursday, July 31, 2014

One moment in time...

Just a thought of sweet nostalgia - one year ago tonight.  The night we all said goodbye to Maxwell's.  Even now...  I watch that video clip; I re-read what I wrote - I think about it and no matter what, my eyes fill with tears of joy and disbelief.

Still seems so beautifully unreal.

Friday, July 04, 2014

Independence Day redux

A good night's sleep helps heal the physical maladies that have been plaguing me lately - so waking up with my hip not hurting, as it had been, is pretty encouraging.  The skies are overcast and looking like the rains will be coming dow at any given moment.  But I do not care; aside from having no plans for this 4th of July, I am merely glad to feel alright. 

It's been difficult for some time, as many of you know, for me to feel close to 100% - between the arm problems I had in not one, but both arms, and then the hip problems, it's been something of a disappointing time.  The physical pains and problems lead to a dip in the emotional state and subsequently, I haven't had the drive I'd had previously.  BUT...  this is not a moan-fest.  I AM feeling quite a lot better and am looking squarely at the now and the tomorrow, not the yesterday. 

So what better day to wake up and feel good?  On the day the Colonies became the United States.  Pretty apt, I'd say.  Simple things to do - groceries - maybe attempt the gym - write and post the next round of reviews.  My kind of day off, plus it's a long weekend.

I wish everyone a fun and safe Independence Day!

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Vacation in Athens is calling...

So I booked our vacation last Friday.  A week in Atlanta, Savannah and Athens - the hallowed ground, part deux.  It's now two years since the Memphis pilgrimage - this one should be just as fun and certainly nearly as meaningful, if you even know me at all.  I can't take credit for this one; this vacation was Liz' idea and a genius one it is.

I admit, I'm a bit disappointed by the Rangers' loss in the Stanley Cup finals - while I commend the Kings for playing outstanding and exciting hockey against my beloved Rangers, I condemn and question the officiating for very obvious incorrect calls against the Blueshirts.  The way it happened in the series with the Canadiens, so too, it happened here.  The NHL refs who worked this playoff are corrupt and as full of shit as can be and this is - at least to me - a somewhat tainted cup win for Los Angeles.

Although I'm not a father, at least I spent Father's Day with Liz; we saw my darling Jen for at least five minutes, had a wonderful brunch and went to the Domino Sugar Factory art installation before the building itself is torn down.  I couldn't have asked for a better day, or weekend.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Sitting in the back of a car...

Not so much sitting as having to pick the car up from the body shop, thanks to an irresponsible (and probably drunk) asshole, who sideswiped us two weeks ago as we were returning from a night at the theater.  $500 unnecessarily spent as the deductible - but the car is back to being in pristine shape again and runs just fine.  Will people ever learn that driving isn't a right but a privilege?

Time keeps racing past - still need to record more music, especially with all the new additions to the set-up; need to keep working out and get back to my former routines and heights - all in all, things are great.  Especially while planning this year's vacation.

A short post, but at least it primes me for the next two or three reviews I will sit down to write later today and tomorrow, while I'm alone...


 
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