Every once in a while, God squats down and farts in your mouth. He doesn’t do it because he’s a bad entity. He does it to remind you that something you need to take care of, something important, needs to get taken care of. Like, if you don’t take care of it soon, he’s going to make sure you die soon, then probably He'll send you to Hell. The fart is your wake up call.
6 am, I hop out of bed, walk the dogs, then pace in the kitchen for a little bit. You ever seen a lost kid in a mall or something, looking for his mom? That’s what I felt like. My routine has been disrupted by moving and also by erratic get up out of bed times. And also, the loss of knorbi, my dear Qt application that is no more. There’s a void that needs filling and I’m not quite sure how to fill it yet. In the meantime, I’ll be pacing a lot trying to figure out what I should be doing.
After my brain calmed down, I packed some boxes because Saturday we’re moving into a house house, with a yard, and a fence, and a mailbox, and a garage. That’s probably another reason I feel lost.
The good news is, today is a “work” from home day. The first day after a beat down day is always light, so what better way to celebrate the lightness than by “working” from home. I’m sitting in a Starbuck, watching the olds and jobless going about their boring lives, while writing this. #humbled
I’ve always wanted to be a rock star. I’m too old to fulfill that dream now, and also too talentless and too scared and too, whatever. But I’ve decided that’s it time to do something around the very generic concept of music. So I did my very first recording for the Human Harvest music podcast/broadcast and other stuff show thing. I don’t have a good subtitle yet. Stay tuned for that.
TIP OF THE DAY - JUST GET STARTED
I've been beating my head against the wall trying to figure out what the Human Harvest show should be about, and more broadly, what the fuck I should be doing since I nixed knorbi (poor little fella, I miss it). Since I tend to be all over the map with things I like to talk about and stuff I'm interested in, it's hard to nail down a single subject line. This had prevented me from getting started. How can you start something if you don't know what's it's all about?
Then I remembered a thing I'd written a long time ago about just getting started. The whole, "ready, fire, aim" mantra. And that's when the light bulb went on and I got in the (now mostly empty) closet and recorded some stuff for the first episode. My thinking was, "just get started and let it sort itself out."
It's kind of like this blog. I started with one idea in mind and it's morphed into this thing, which may change eventually again if I get another wild hair up my butt.
So, if you're thinking of doing something, anything, and you're floundering around trying to figure it all out, just get started doing something and let the game come to you.
I fell asleep on the couch watching football. I felt like I should have been doing something productive; these days, sitting on the couch and watching TV while NOT doing anything else makes me feel uncomfortable. It makes me feel like a loser or something.