September 27, 2009
September 24, 2009
September 21, 2009
Eggs, Toast and Coffee
I'm a bit groggy. I think I got a bit of the congested bug that Gavin has. Not quite incapacitating; not in the least. However, it's there. It made getting up a chore.
Regardless, despite sleeping in two additional hours I found the moxxy to make my coffee, cook scrambled eggs, toast and shave (my neck at least).
I was working this weekend on trying to make a playlist for my friend Tara. She gave me two cds full of goodness when I left Louisville and I sort of wanted to repay the favor: show where my tastes align and differ with hers.
I forgot how hard making a playlist is. I don't just mean a hodge podge of what I like but compiling a list in a special order that is both an honest representation of the music I love and also has stuff that she'd enjoy.
Needless to say, I proceeded to igift it to her and the playlist was chopped in half due to a mix of Beatles songs not being carried on Itunes and the variety of bootleg songs I have: (Eric Clapton's Danny Boy, The Killers "When You Were Young" from a session at Abbey Road in which it is entirely acoustic, etc). Regardless, she says she enjoyed it, though I've heard no more.
I really like the Format. I forgot about them. Silly me.
I need a chance to run rampant and hit the roads to St. Louis. Soon. Very, Very, Very Soon. Notice the capitals? That's how important it is.
So to the (two?) people who read this: what's your favorite trip meal?
Regardless, despite sleeping in two additional hours I found the moxxy to make my coffee, cook scrambled eggs, toast and shave (my neck at least).
I was working this weekend on trying to make a playlist for my friend Tara. She gave me two cds full of goodness when I left Louisville and I sort of wanted to repay the favor: show where my tastes align and differ with hers.
I forgot how hard making a playlist is. I don't just mean a hodge podge of what I like but compiling a list in a special order that is both an honest representation of the music I love and also has stuff that she'd enjoy.
Needless to say, I proceeded to igift it to her and the playlist was chopped in half due to a mix of Beatles songs not being carried on Itunes and the variety of bootleg songs I have: (Eric Clapton's Danny Boy, The Killers "When You Were Young" from a session at Abbey Road in which it is entirely acoustic, etc). Regardless, she says she enjoyed it, though I've heard no more.
I really like the Format. I forgot about them. Silly me.
I need a chance to run rampant and hit the roads to St. Louis. Soon. Very, Very, Very Soon. Notice the capitals? That's how important it is.
So to the (two?) people who read this: what's your favorite trip meal?
September 17, 2009
September 14, 2009
The subtle stuff
It goes a long way. I don't know why but small things like that affect me: as of late that would include growing my side burns back, not fixing up my hair in the morning (but not looking like a slouch), trying to shave more, trying to get even more of a jump on my day.
Small steps, i reckon? One more beatles song and then I'll go to class.
Small steps, i reckon? One more beatles song and then I'll go to class.
September 6, 2009
Something or With a Little Help From My Friends
Everyone once in a while I find myself re-discovering The Beatles.
It's never like I forgot them, au contraire. It's more like God hands me three cds (Beatles 1, and both volumes of The Blue Album/Box) and says, "Hey. I thought you might need these. Chin up."
My love of The Beatles go back to 3rd or 4th grade. My best friend through most of public school, Dieter, grew up on them. So he was always enthusiastic about sharing his love of the music he and his mother listened to: which was primarily the Beatles. I remember I started with an alternating choice of Rubber Soul and Revolver. I remember how much I LOVED Yellow Submarine and how the movie confused the hell out of me but I dug it.
I once bought my mom the album "Hard Day's Night" so I could listen to it. It was a selfish little Christmas gift but it's the beatles.
So yeah, thank you John, Paul, Ringo and George(my new favorite).
It's never like I forgot them, au contraire. It's more like God hands me three cds (Beatles 1, and both volumes of The Blue Album/Box) and says, "Hey. I thought you might need these. Chin up."
My love of The Beatles go back to 3rd or 4th grade. My best friend through most of public school, Dieter, grew up on them. So he was always enthusiastic about sharing his love of the music he and his mother listened to: which was primarily the Beatles. I remember I started with an alternating choice of Rubber Soul and Revolver. I remember how much I LOVED Yellow Submarine and how the movie confused the hell out of me but I dug it.
I once bought my mom the album "Hard Day's Night" so I could listen to it. It was a selfish little Christmas gift but it's the beatles.
So yeah, thank you John, Paul, Ringo and George(my new favorite).
September 1, 2009
A Prayer Before Starting A Journey
While I'm not exactly "Christian" I've found a new respect and appreciation for prayer as of late. Since this is a blog about travel, and such things need not be simply miles upon the earth, I offer this:
| My holy Angel Guardian, ask the Lord to bless the journey which I undertake, that it may profit the health of my soul and body; that I may reach its end, and that, returning safe and sound, I may find my family in good health. Do thou guard, guide and preserve us. Amen. |
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