Forcing it.

Not much is hap­pen­ing here. I’ve been read­ing a lot. mostly Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time series. It’s pretty okay; engross­ing enough for the time being. I might be start­ing to get burned out at work, but I’m not sure, maybe I’m just start­ing to get cyn­ical. Either way, I think some time off is going to be


Killing Some Time

I’ve star­ted prac­ti­cing drum­ming again. It’s been a long while. I think, mostly, I felt intim­id­ated by a prac­tice pad. They’re cold, and expres­sion­less, when com­pared with the awe­some sound of a full acous­tic drum kit. Having spent a few days now actu­ally tap­ping out simple pat­terns though, I can def­in­itely see the bene­fit. Paradiddles, triplets, five seven and nine stroke rolls,


I’ve not done fuck all today.

That’s a double neg­at­ive. I worked, at work, and that went well. I’m going to prac­tice drum­ming in a little bit, and prob­ably watch an epis­ode of Farscape. I’ve also set up a mir­ror for this blog  —  use­ful, I know  —  at somethin​ge​lo​quent​.blog​spot​.com, just in case this one explodes or some­thing. Every post I make here will auto­mat­ic­ally be cross pos­ted at that site…


Write what you… Something?

There’s some good advice float­ing about the Internets right about now from one Austin Kleon. I par­tic­u­larly like the bit about writ­ing what you like, not what you know. I know lots of stuff, but I don’t par­tic­u­larly enjoy writ­ing about all of it. And for the stuff that I like, I can fake the know­ledge well enough.


I’m on a couch!

So here I am, lay­ing on the couch shortly before I have to leave for a staff meet­ing. I’m bored out of my skull right now. I don’t really know why. I just feel like I should be doing some­thing. I should go to the store and get TP or some­thing. Or maybe I should read some­thing or work on build­ing a Christmas wish-list.


Okay fine

So, for the past hour or so Lindsay and I have been listen­ing to Parry Gripp you­tube videos. Here is an example. There’s a lot of really cute and funny songs there.


Spam?

I’m always read­ing about the “Great Apes.” What’s so great about them? How come we never hear about any “Paltry Apes”?” This is a com­ment cur­rently in my Spam bucket. It’s in the bucket because of the user­name and the acom­pa­ny­ing link to some­thing that’s prob­ably sketchy. The com­ment is awe­some though.   So yeah, it’s


Settling in.

Our new res­id­ence is nearly settled, with just a few boxed of stuff left that we haven’t needed yet, and the stor­age room filled to capa­city with mis­cel­lany. We have a kit­chen table, couch, and a lot of book­shelves. It’s at the point now where we could feas­ibly have vis­it­ors and not be embar­rassed by the place. This


Well, let us see how this works.

So, Lindsay is going to Kelowna tomor­row. This means that I will be all by my lone­some for the next few days. Booo! Such is life I guess. I was going to be going as well, but my new job dic­tates that I should be at work for the next few days. So that’s the short update for today.


Today is an off day.

I haven’t accom­plished much today, and I wasn’t really expect­ing to. I woke up this morn­ing  –  I slept in, but that’s okay, because I had no plans, and noth­ing to be late for. There was noth­ing to eat for break­fast, so Lindsay made a shop­ping list and I star­ted a load of laun­dry. After a cup of cof­fee, we went to the nearby CO-OP