Coffee and t.v.

Another morning at home, with Liz and not at work. So be it. The sun is shining again, as I savor this coffee and blog time. Funny; another snowstorm is expected by this afternoon. If that's the case, I'd rather we were here instead of having to traipse home in a wet, freezing mess while ill. Another day of recuperation is only to our mutual benefit.

We were talking last night about how frustrating it is to keep getting sick. This is now twice in a month's time; aside from the fact that it is the season for colds, etc., I do still believe it's because of the lack of flu shots. Add insult to injury, we've been very conscious about our health--obviously, going to the gym, monitoring our diets and getting ample rest, I take vitamin supplements daily, constantly wash my hands (especially after being on the subway)--yet, no peace nor avoidance from whatever this is. Okay, enough griping. Hopefully, we'll both be well enough by Sunday morning to pick up where we left off last week, as I haven't been to the gym since then.

While in this illness-induced fog, I haven't given too much thought to The Punch Line or music, in general. It's nice to be able to have this time away from thinking about it; as the album reaches its' final stages, I can slowly transfer my attention to the post-production elements as opposed to being fixated on the recording. Being in a band doesn't take great depth or intellectual skill, but it certainly is an exercise in discipline and (at moments) psychological warfare. Nonetheless, it is nearly done (I will be fair and maintain that yes, last Saturday was a great leap forward) and there's still work ahead, but nothing that I don't have complete control over. As Uncle Ted once told me, "We're all cravemen, Rob and you're the alpha male. Don't you forget that". Fair enough--I'll defer to him. I'll set thinking about the band, the (tentative) upcoming acoustic gig and even listening to anything aside.

The one good thing about being home (if there is a "good thing" about being sick) is that I have plenty of reading to do and catch up on. XP class readings aside, I still have to get through this week's The Nation and the latest Utne Reader. There are moments when I feel like I'm forgetting to keep my mind trained on reading and knowing and keeping aware; too many superficial distractions seem to crop up and I wind up not clearing out the nonsense to make room to read. Disgraceful. Also found (by happenstance) a copy of Psycho-Cybernetics, which I've been dying to read for years, so I'm set for the immediate future.

Okay, the juggling act comes down to two things: the SG Special or the iBook. By getting the latest Musician's Friend catalog and MacWorld, it's like porn for me. I have a feeling I know what the answer/winner will be, so I'll creatively visualize my new toy...