True story: I actually do intend to do something or other with this blog, and I haven’t forgotten about it, in spite of the hilarious lack of content in the last year or so. Not very long after my last post, whenever that was, I gave my computer to my sister, who needed a laptop for school and was having issues with her own. Yesterday, I was given as a gift the fancy-time keyboard attachment thing for the iPad that I purchased over the summer or whenever.
Technology being what it is, I could have just as well written some things with my index finger on my phone or tablet, but that would have sucked, quite frankly. Texting is awful, and it would have taken three times as long for me to write something halfway interesting. Plus, as anyone who reads this knows, I ramble on incessantly, and those ramblings would have been significantly more difficult if I was typing them with one finger. Not said, although now I’m about to, is that I pretty much type on a keyboard with three fingers anyway.
In fairness to myself, shit also got super hectic. I changed jobs and house hunted during the last quarter of 2016. We’re moving in January, but then things should settle down some, barring tragedy. It is my sincere hope that I can re-kindle this space, because I have opinions! I might be expanding things a bit to encompass theater and art and shit, since I’ve been doing a lot more of that as well since moving to New York.
Whatever. You and I will believe it when you and I see it. In the meantime, Happy Holidays out there. Also, this keyboard works pretty damned well, I have to say.
As I noted in a comment, posting has been sparse due to a) the summertime being a God damned cultural wasteland, even in New York City, and b) my current job is like if a prosecuting attorney was also responsible for being the court reporter, which is to say I type all day every day. However, that’s going to change beginning in October, and I hope to resume posting with greater frequency. As fate would have it, that’s about when cultural activities pick up again, and lo, there are many things on the horizon that have piqued my interest.
The focus of this blog will also be shifting slightly, only in the sense that I have a couple new ideas that I’d like to try out, the ultimate goal of which is to start coalescing things into a possible book that I’m threatening to put together. Obviously no one is going to publish a book written by me, but if nothing else, it will be a jumbled mess of papers that they can burn at the same time as my body upon my death. Or they can scotch tape a flash drive containing the manuscript to the urn where my ashes will be displayed by the person denoted in my will, which is actually a reader of this blog chosen by a computer simulation model based on which of you would be most like the child that I could have had but didn’t.
See you in the coming days, weeks, months, etc., friends.
Westerns are a treasure trove of baller ass whistling. In my opinion, this is the tops:
Gunmen of the Rio Grande
Bonus from this song…listen to the terrifying sound of brassy trumpet and mandolin play in unison. It’s a Philip K Dick story as sound.
Ain’t nothing going on down here. See you next month, NYC.
It’s been over 16 months since I last posted. I went through a Buddhist phase and came out the other side. Possibly wiser. Definitely with fewer possessions.
Since that day, I’ve done the following: met a beautiful woman, moved across the United States with said woman, gotten two new jobs, and lived in two different apartments. Everything after meeting the woman was actually within the last six months. That’s a lot of activity, and it definitely struck me as extremely non-Buddhist. That, along with some gentle prodding by old friend Ken Woods, prompted me to see what’s what out here in the world.
I live in the NYC vortex now. Presumably, enough shit will happen to me that I can make this space mildly interesting. I’m still really into Schubert and Bruckner like I was before. I’m getting into art and theater more, conveniently, given my location.
Hope y’all have been well in the intervening months and days.
Anyone who may be a regular reader of this blog may recognize that the posting has been sporadic for the better part of the last couple months. I’ve been going through what I’m calling a “Buddhist phase” lately: I got rid of a bunch of shit in my apartment, I got rid of all my social media accounts, I got rid of most of my hair. I’ve basically been on a quest to distill everything in my life down to its essence, stripping away all the extraneous noise and trying to pay attention to what’s in front of my face as much as possible. Is it working? Fuck if I know, but I feel better, and I’ll take that as a yes for now. Continue reading