Consider the birds.
Well what do you know, I still remember the password for this here weblog!So I've discovered that when you don't have internet access at home, let alone a computer that could put up with the crushing amount of stuff that decorates the sides of every website everywhere anymore, you really don't spend any time writing in a weblog. The only reason why I'm doing it right now is because I'm housesitting and sitting at a desk with three computer monitors in front of me, and it only makes sense to do it. Right?
So, as part of this housesitting, I've been taking advantage of Netflix's deal where you can watch movies streaming if you have a membership. Now I don't have one, but Eric does, so I can. In the past three days I have watched:
- Bottle Rocket (I seemed to think that Vince Vaughn was in this movie. He's not)
- Primer (so confusing!)
- several episodes of MythBusters
- several episodes of The Office (US)
- several episodes of The Daily Show
- Ghostbusters (there is only Zuul)
- This is Not a Photograph: The Mission of Burma Story
- Man on Wire (gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous)
And there's still another six days or so. And I don't work tomorrow. If I don't spend the time that I REALLY SHOULD BE SPENDING on putting together my set for the 13th, this list will get much much larger.
Speaking of that, I REALLY SHOULD GET TO WORK ON THAT.
Are you listening, me? Am I?
You see, I am playing a solo set as part of what I believe is called the Not Much More than Awesome Fest, which is a thirteen-act show. The nice part is I'll be playing music in public for the first time in a long while. The not-nice part is that I don't have anything with which to put a set together. I have a bass, a bass cabinet (but no bass head), ideas for building an instrument, and hopes that about six different people will loan me specific pieces of equipment for a week or three. So all could fall apart.
Job one: build the damn instrument.
In other news, I've now been on Facebook for a grand total of a month or so, and on a nearly daily basis I get contact from people I've not seen nor heard from in years. In some cases many many years. And that continues to freak me out.
More later. And for the next week, at least.
posted by Bill @ 11:19 PM
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