Flag Last night in Redondo Beach
I got to go see Flag at a secret show at the Moose Lodge in Redondo Beach last night. My mind may never recover. If you look real close, you can see me in the audience, between Phil0 and Holzman, just a little to the left of Stephen’s head. I had to look at this photo to remind myself that it was not a dream. I lasted that close to the band until right after they played My War, then I had to back up a bit for fear of bodily harm. I don’t think anything I write about the gig can come close to describing how fucking awesome it was to be in the same room with these songs being performed live by this group of musicians. So I will stop now. But go see them if the opportunity presents itself. Then you will see what I mean.
Down with negativity
Ok then, enough of being bothered by other people’s stuff. It is not something I can control, so I choose not to worry about it. I will worry, rather, about the things I can control and my reactions to them.
Things I can control: The volume and style of music I listen to.
My part in disagreements with rational people.
My hygiene.
Whether I walk or ride my bike to work or on errands. Whether I drive or take the train to further destinations.
How much money I spend on stuff I may not need.
What I eat.
Who I eat with.
My coffee intake , though this is harder to control.
Walking the cow.
Who I accept as friends. Not Facebook friends, but the other kinds.
My dedication to reaching my goals.
My dedication to being a good human and friend. This needs some work in my recent hermitude.
My hermitude.
What I write here and now.
Certainly not you. Nor you I.
Night Shift
I have returned to the reality of working nights. I thought I was too tired to bring the energy, but once I stepped into the classroom and introduced myself, threw the “hook line” out there, and jumped right in to the lesson at hand, I was totally fired up. So were my students.
I am also a student right now. I’m working on my online Health Information Technology Associate degree which I will follow with a Health Care Administration Bachelor degree. I think I will be done in about 2… years.
Now I am home. The cow is walked. The homework is done. The moving boxes are still sitting there looking at me expectantly like “what the fuck, we’ve been here like a month already and you’re just ignoring us.” Yeah. I kind of am.
I woke up this morning and walked all of my errands. Everything I needed to do is in my neighborhood. Dottie dug hanging out with me. We got breakfast and coffee at the local coffee shop – not the expensive one, but the other, better one, around the corner. They were rocking Stevie Wonder and the barista recognized Dottie and gave her a nice petting.
The plants I kept seem happy in the new place. These mundane joys are just right. Not too much excitement. No drama. Easy friendliness and plenty of leave-alone. No driving and no bullshit. I think we will wake up early-ish and walk along the beach tomorrow. Even if it rains.
good. bye 2012
“New Year’s Day–Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.”
-Mark twain
I fled – it seems
In other news…
Here is the video my friend at work made for our student retention team:Retention team blow-out
