Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs

I spent all of today doing something really crappy.

It was the kind of thing I thought I put behind me a long time ago.

Alas, there are times when you just have to scrape it right off your shoes.

Nevertheless, I have some things that help me retain my sanity.



Escapist kinds of things, like weird books, movies, music and art. Our friend Stacie is an artist.

This is her website. Check it out.

She teaches art at the high school, makes jewelry and all kinds of cool stuff. For the past year and a half, she and I have been doing this art project. We have a sketchbook that we each take custody of for a while, and trade it back and forth.



There are no rules. Watercolor, pencil sketch, sharpie, collage, poetry and other media. It's ok if we write, draw, paint over, add to, supplement each others' work.

It is a pretty cool project. We have one of the sketchbooks on display at my house. The other one is beneath this very bed.



I'll try to put up something for you to let you know that my whole life, is like a picture on a sunny day.

Just about a moonlight mile down the road

On Saturday, I had a few guys over to play music. It is always better with four musicians, rather than two or three. You have the barrier of everyone knowing or liking different songs or artists, which limits the scope of music you can play (for example, when Bells and I play, we have a repertoire of close to 200 songs), but nothing really beats the groove of two guitars, bass and drums. We played some Radiohead, plenty of Stones, Pearl Jam, some obligatory 12 bar blues, and Got Loud.

We were fortunate enough to have a really gifted guitar player over. He played a lot of bass, which makes a world of difference. It was fun. He also shredded some lead in spectacular fashion.

That night, Stanette, Jill and I went out to dinner at the Gallatin Gateway Inn.

Sunday morning, we sat in the hot tub, had some breakfast, and went to see a matinee of Avatar. It wasn't 3D, since we live in a pretty isolated area, but it was quite a visual experience.

Unfortunately, I have a large amount of work that needs to get done this week, and a significant storm is making its way here.

That, my friends, is what we call a conflict of interest.