What to do?
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sanpaku_backupSpent today sleeping and then sleeping some more. It was a good feeling, except for those times you wake up thinking: shit, are we going to be broke next month? Then you wonder about it for a while.
I have a new white whale for the next couple of days. When I was driving to the Kinko's I finally found me a college radio station. (It's Boston-- I figured there'd be college djs on all the time-- but it seems they only come out at 1 am. Dammit.) It was playing this Belle & Sebastian song that was really good, and you know how when you're tired and driving and exhilarated and so on good songs sound like the best fucking thing you ever heard and you want it to not stop and you feel like you're in a movie kind of feeling? So now I must find this song.
I must find it because I know that that will be "the song I was listening to when I finished my dissertation." There are songs like that in various ways in life. The song "Judy and the Dream of Horses" by the same band is like that-- I had just finished handing out all the final exams for the first semester of my high school class, and I realized I had survived, I had lasted in that job and now I was really going to survive the whole year, and that's the song in my head. And the song "Moon Palace" by Luna, where Dean starts meowing at the end of the song-- for some reason it was in my head when wifey-to-be and I were coming back from New York after a day trip up there, and I remembered feeling like we were flying wtih the lights going by us in a dream. Even now that I'm pretty sure it's a song about taking Ecstasy, I think of it as a good trip kind of song.
I have many examples and I'm sure you do too. Etc.
Talked to a couple of friends now that I'm out of the work. Everyone but me seems to be down. Not that things are so perfect with me, but in general things have been pretty lucky for the past 3-4 months (my mother would say, don't give yourself the evil eye! and I believe this too. talking about luck makes it go away), unlike everyone else. We used to have this theory about the "luck plane." I don't know who exactly dreamed it up, must have ben Ron, and then we just ran with it, something about someone sitting on the luck plane and hogging everyone else's luck. Seems to be true a lot of the time.
So I am trying to decide what to do when I get some free time soon. Write a webzine? -- I would write reviews of groups I know very well and maybe some politics or something. Though I also want to do a very subtle satire of nineteenth century journalism... Learn Yiddish? Learn the guitar? Write short stories? Hm.
I have a new white whale for the next couple of days. When I was driving to the Kinko's I finally found me a college radio station. (It's Boston-- I figured there'd be college djs on all the time-- but it seems they only come out at 1 am. Dammit.) It was playing this Belle & Sebastian song that was really good, and you know how when you're tired and driving and exhilarated and so on good songs sound like the best fucking thing you ever heard and you want it to not stop and you feel like you're in a movie kind of feeling? So now I must find this song.
I must find it because I know that that will be "the song I was listening to when I finished my dissertation." There are songs like that in various ways in life. The song "Judy and the Dream of Horses" by the same band is like that-- I had just finished handing out all the final exams for the first semester of my high school class, and I realized I had survived, I had lasted in that job and now I was really going to survive the whole year, and that's the song in my head. And the song "Moon Palace" by Luna, where Dean starts meowing at the end of the song-- for some reason it was in my head when wifey-to-be and I were coming back from New York after a day trip up there, and I remembered feeling like we were flying wtih the lights going by us in a dream. Even now that I'm pretty sure it's a song about taking Ecstasy, I think of it as a good trip kind of song.
I have many examples and I'm sure you do too. Etc.
Talked to a couple of friends now that I'm out of the work. Everyone but me seems to be down. Not that things are so perfect with me, but in general things have been pretty lucky for the past 3-4 months (my mother would say, don't give yourself the evil eye! and I believe this too. talking about luck makes it go away), unlike everyone else. We used to have this theory about the "luck plane." I don't know who exactly dreamed it up, must have ben Ron, and then we just ran with it, something about someone sitting on the luck plane and hogging everyone else's luck. Seems to be true a lot of the time.
So I am trying to decide what to do when I get some free time soon. Write a webzine? -- I would write reviews of groups I know very well and maybe some politics or something. Though I also want to do a very subtle satire of nineteenth century journalism... Learn Yiddish? Learn the guitar? Write short stories? Hm.
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In the name of all that is holy ...
Date: 2000-09-25 05:58 pm (UTC)If you think it too late, consider this: You will in all likelihood be alive until the age of 80 or 90 or so ... that's fifty years of guitar playing. You see my point. For those who say, that it's too late to start ... well, I started after my brain had been more or less formed. I think you like what I play. Even if you don't like it, you will admit it is "complicated" and requires a smattering of "technique" and I learned after all of my neural pathways were "hardwired" to other tasks. So you see ...
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