In a small practice room at Les Claypool’s, working on a quiet thing. Loud next door, look in and some kid is shredding on Ler’s rig. Walk in and tell him I can get better tone through mine. Walk over to Les’ rig and ask him if I can play it.
It’s hard to say-will this be the time gun control gets pushed up to the fore? Will the shoe drop on something else? Tom Petty and Monty Hall died, and Hef. And a bunch of people known only by their friends and families. Until now. S got the apt people to put their flags at half-staff.
Gamelan tonight-not many people showed up. Friday: office move day. Quiet weekend-M to church for interview, plant flowers, bins, church Sun., bbq, band, market, home, laundry. So, so exciting. In new cube-no window, a bit enclosed for my taste. Taking C to a show Weds. Big fires in Ca.
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At home, there’s a huge storm coming. We have to go to a shelter. which is close by. We go and I watch the storm track in realtime. It goes right down the coast, very fast. We go back home and everything is OK. Walk through and look around.
At church, going to go and listen to the sermon. No pants, so walk across the space with a footrest across my middle. Sit down one row back on the right. Listen to the minister-she has a red cap that’s a stepped cone.
At an in-line skate race, watching the girls go. It’s a tricky course. Race in the men’s. We all go onstage for the awards, I stand with my friends. Someone passes out T-shirts for a team race with everyone. I have to drive home, so I might not race.
At home, cleaning and getting ready for a party. There are gnats everywhere. I try to shoo them out the door and get most. Go back in and the tree is up. There are some yellowjackets in the house and I warn everyone and close the door. One comes in under the window and gets covered in candy. I’m able to get it out.
In a bus Brian F and someone are fake wrestling. I’m in the way and get hit. Go to the front.
Watching Sabbath sound check. Ozzy hides in back then comes on. One bank of lights aren’t on. He comes back and wants to know why. One tech didn’t put the fader back up. Ozzy swats his butt. I tell him he should go way downstage rather than hide. Show starts, he’s behind a huge synth and other people are singing. Pull way back and around the stadium.
Driving around, talking about how Tim Tebow is still living in Dublin OH, because it’s a dump. We say where we’d live if we were that rich-Laguna, south of France. Drive past a little kid, stop and ask if he’s ok. He says he’s trying to get somewhere and I’d lost. I ask him if he can get home and he says yes, so I tell him to do that. Drive to a homeless camp up a hill in a field to pick up some guy-I have to be at school on 6 mins. He’s not there.
At US, walking around. There’s a big storm, lots of lightning. A bolt comes very close and we all drop our stuff and run. We can see once coming right on top of us and scatter. Go back and start picking up things.
At a hotel, go through reception and up to the room, there’s a maid in there. I go back downstairs to get my bags.
Walking in a park with a guy. He has a football and we start throwing it around. The valve is messed up, and I have to blow it up every time. He sees some cops, panics, and gives me one of his joints to hold. It starts falling apart, and I toss it behind some grass by a fence as I’m walking away. On the other side of the park the cop is hassling some guys. I walk around some piles of laundry, trying to look like I have a purpose.
Walk into a synagogue with the family, sit on the side. The service starts, we try to follow. The words to a song are showing next to us. Everyone lays down, have to make room. Finally kids lay lines of salt to the front. We leave and E goes to a well and talks to someone.
Just don’t know. At all. I’m so tired of it. Politics, weather, endless stuff.
Ok, so weekend-meeting, C’s girlfriend over, the usual, church, more stuff. It’s Tuesday, no, Wednesday. Rainy, and some thunder! Started using the Kronos now that it’s set up. Work from home Thurs., E has a dental thing. M has the lightest schedule ever. E went through the dental thing fine-work, dinner, bed. I’m really tired. Still tired, and I’ll probably be more tired after pissing the weekend away shopping. Shopping drains my energy.
And now Monday-we’re tragically short of ca$h. Please tip. Thanks in advance. Weekend: shop, take a break, shop. That helped a little-also looking down instead of around when walking. Practice music, starting on a toy piece. C’s GF came over again. Got a coffee grinder and a machine. Sat. mkt on Sun for the Supadupa Marimba Bros., shop, more music. I’m trying to get a little practice in every day-shaku, didge, keyboard, guitar, Kronos-it really has some nice sounds. Having it out and available helps too. Now I need to do the same with exercise…
And it’s Wednesday. Lovely Fall weather. We’re moving offices end of next week-just down 2 floors for a bit, then somewhere else. They’re renovating the 9th floor to look like Quest circa 2005 at the Aliso buildings-bare ceilings with ducts and wires, polished concrete, open plan, fishbowl meeting rooms. Lots of lounging areas, though. Now all they need is the 2 story fishtank and pool table…
Friday, Puerto Rico is a mess, Mount Agung in Bali is rumbling-go here for on the ground info. I’m reading the Dune series, and there’s a lot in there from then that’s relevant now.
Weekend-worked out Fri., shop, help M, workout.
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