The November Inferno.

Posted: November 8, 2018 in Blur of Life, Day to Day

It’s hot. Wicked hot.
Why is it so fucking hot in November?! It has got to be at least 205 degrees in the office right now.  My deodorant is melting into my armpit pubes and the cloth paperboy cap upon my head is a sponge of salty middle-aged man skull sweat. It’s 3pm and it feels like I’ve been shoved into a crematory for a molten lava shower. My desk faces west… where the sun is presently hanging in the sky, mocking me, flipping me off, laughing at my inability to do anything about him.

Plus, the office heater is also on full blast.

Back in 1977, the building I’m in installed blinds. They’re the same blinds that have made it through countless abusive representatives of the company; opening them in the morning, closing them in the eve; everyday of every week. The strings FINALLY gave out and they would roll up no longer. Three weeks ago we placed a work order to the building management team. A week later they took the blinds from the window and were left with the peeping-fucking-Tom sun.

Praise the gods that my co-workers enjoy Trader Joe’s so much… ah, yes. Temporary reprieve that would make the most homeless of homeless people impressed with my skills.

It is now a mere 95 degrees. My palms are still sliding effortlessly across the keyboard as I type this; mainly because of the sheen of silky perspiration glazed across my palms.


Updates and such…

Posted: October 25, 2018 in Blur of Life

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Well, holy hell in a handbasket! Here’s another annual update on my [I promise it’s not defunct] blog that nobody really reads anyway.  Once again I’ll state that I plan to do more with this page, but in all actuality it’ll likely be the occasional blurb about some anecdotal opinion of my position in life right at this moment…
I mean, really, who the fuck blogs anymore?!

Me… here… right now… that’s who.

Here’s a flash of updates:

October 6th marked my 1 year [wedding] anniversary to Heather. We’ve been together almost 7 years! Woo! After my last speeding train derailment into a blazing inferno of fireworks of a marriage imploded, I’d pretty much given up hope of ever using the ol’ L-Word to anything aside pets and family. But, hey, minds can be changed,  people are different, we all grow into new skin [hopefully], and I’m in a much better place these days.

I’m currently in 2 bands! This is something I’d never expected to happen. Not only am I the drummer/vocalist/percussionist in “Moments4Shirley” and “Spoken Wheel”, I have also purchased a fair share of recording equipment and built my own little private recording studio! Unsurprisingly, JadedFish Studio is the name I came up with. Within the next couple month I’ll start working towards securing my very first LLC, thus building a business of recording/engineering/mixing up-and-coming musical artists. For the past 3 years I’ve been working hard at being a better band mate and musician. It is a dream I’ve had since as long as I can remember to be balls-deep in the music scene. Shit, I may be 45 years old, but should there really be a “max age” restriction stamped on these things? Hell naw! Crossing fingers and toes that 2019’s Treefort will feature one of the two groups I’m part of. I’ll write more about this as we go along…

Damn, maybe that’s how I’ll start approaching these blogs moving forward; a musical journey journal.  Then at least I’ll have some damn focus on this website, instead of notoriously being a brooding, cynical, crybaby. 😀

Yeah, let’s end it there and go with that. I’m already feeling a wee bit overwhelmed that I’ve rambled on so long. If I keep these short and less filling, then I’ll have more motivation to work on it more often.

In the meantime, here’s a song!

Stroke (Moments4Shirley)

Pea soup!