Friday, April 27, 2007
Here it is, the end of April 2007. The eaglet grows bigger every day. Beyond that, there's nothing new to report. Not that "Baby Gets Bigger!" is like a stop-the-presses type of headline, but isn't solipsism sort of the point of having a blog? He's got a great head of hair which alternates between "Christopher Walken" and "New School Mohawk" and "Portland Hipster Tousled", all of which are totally awesome to me.
I met with an advisor in the English department at PSU yesterday, and guess what? I'm on track to graduate after summer term. Just like the computer's been telling me for over a year. But having a person from the department say it makes it more official and real, just like blogging something makes an experience more important or even note-worthy, especially since you've just made notes about it.
I can't remember the last time I went to a show, to a restaurant, or to the theater. Life has mostly revolved around a few rooms in my house, which is weird, but I'm sure even worse for my sweet wife, who somehow is able to produce more milk for the eaglet and is therefore stuck at home almost all the time.
I work some, I do homework, I play drums with people, I tend to the eaglet. Repeat. I'm glad that things will change before long, with school being done. Thank gods for music.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Well, blog o' mine, I notice you've been getting neglected and I'm here to say I'm sorry. Sort of. You see, the time that I used to spend updating you is now being spent doing homework, working, or most importantly, trying to get my baby to stick his tongue out at me.
I've also been reading about the 100 worst-reviewed movies ever, and I'm shocked that I've seen so many of them.
My "free" time has been split between playing at MSCC with J-Tho, J-Mer and the 'Cane, rehearsing the new band material with Jonny and Benjy, and working on some cover band songs to play at Jessica's wedding, with JJ, Benj, and SLR.
Then there's the whole baby thing. Trying to get through each day with minimal crying and minimal poop on my hands is tough. And then there's Simon to deal with! Zoinks!
But seriously, the weight of responsibility can be freaking overwhelming. There's a person whose entire LIFE is dependent on M & I. Now, I don't know about you, but I feel fairly unequipped to deal with my own life, but I think that's part of being human. You do the best you can and try not to hurt people or screw up too badly, then you die.
So, as I prepare to finally graduate college, I need to find some sort of career that can help sustain life for the baby, M, and I, all without somehow killing my soul. And in my experience, 8-5 M-F jobs are designed to drain you of energy, hope, optimism, and faith in humanity. Like I said to God the other day, "Why do you lay these troubles on an already troubled mind?"
Meanwhile, we're talking about getting a new house, since we're getting a little tired of the constant gangs of homeless people, drunks, stray dogs, and whores who frequent the sidewalks of our block. But buying a new house is rather impossible when a) one party only works part time, and sporadically at that and b)one party is presently on Mo-ternity leave.
Jonah - Trust everyone before they break your heart
Rufus Wainwright - Release the Stars
Various - Unbelievable (mostly Madchester Mix CD)
Various - Weekender (a slightly different Madchester Mix CD)