I didn’t really have much to say today, but in an effort to update more frequently, I thought I would at least chronicle a few random thoughts:
This weekend I was recounting how it’s strange, the things we think are just so utterly cool as children. My example was this plastic robot hand I had. It was a plastic robot looking hand on the end of a stick a few feet long. You would hold the handle on the other end of the stick and when you squeezed it, the hand would close and grip. I thought this thing was so cool. Oooh! Look! My arm is not 3 feet longer with a grippy robot hand! Woooo!
A few weeks ago, also on a trip to Austin, I was practicing with Craig in the living room of my cousin’s house, while my cousin played video games and Jess watched. As practice was winding down we were talking about writing some new songs, and anything that anyone said from that point on was subject to possibly being a song. At one point we were urging my cousin on in his video game endeavors and we shouted “jump up and shoot!” Craig then immediately started singing “Jump up and shoot! grab the loot!” The thing is, it was kind of catchy and has stuck in my head, and against my will has continued to write itself in my brain. I already have some of the lyrics, a chord structure, and some more ideas. Ahh the stories we’ll have to tell on VH1 Storytellers.
I’ve been feeling kind of crappy since we got back from Austin. Crappy as in slightly ill. Very run down and headachey and stuff. I went to bed way early last night, and will probably do the same tonight since the next 2 nights are band practice, and then a gig. I feel bad going to bed at like 8:00 since Jess has a total aversion to going to bed before 11 or 12.
I’m trying to figure out what to do about working out now, also. I just absolutely can not get up at 6am to work out unless I’m asleep by about 10. Now as I mentioned, Jess going to bed by 10 is near impossible most of the time, and unfortunately I also don’t really “sleep” all that well until she comes to bed too, so I’ve been contemplating maybe working out at lunch or something, but that would require coming home getting undressed, showering afterward and all that, so it has it’s own set of problems. Maybe I should just forget about it and accept my fate as a fat bastard.
I think that about concludes today’s randomness.