Aw yeah. Life is good.
Sure, I still have no plans for the future, and no money, and no
idea what I want to do with my life. Nothing major has changed.
But right now it doesn't matter, because life is good.
has agreed, enthusiastically even, to start a little musical project
with me. That alone is enough to make life good. All variety of
excuses have conspired to prevent me from producing music in the
last few months: no inspiration, no motivation, no audience, no
companionship... But now -- no more. Soon, we'll be dishing out
the funky beats (or at least some sort of funk-free beat-flavored
musical substitute) with consistency.
Why else is life good? I've started exercising again. This
particular addition to the complex, throbbing entity that is the
bret self-improvement regimen was prompted by a recent traumatic
event known as "taking a shower with my contacts in". I realized
that not only did I no longer have the track-star physique (that one
dissolved halfway through college), I have even lost the ex -track-star physique. My abdominal ridges have sunk below the
surface like sandcastles at high tide. Thus, I've started running
and doing a bit of lifting every day, and it actually feels pretty
good. (By "running", of course, I mean "jogging"... My
hamstrings made it perfectly clear on several unfortunate occasions
years ago that they were no longer going to deal with this
sprinting nonsense.) I took a couple of jogs around Inspiration
Point in Tilden Park, which is a beautiful area, although passersby
did not seem to be amused by my singing (to the tune of
"Celebration"), "In... spi-ra-tion Point, come on!".
Their loss. They probably wouldn't have appreciated either
my version of Hakuna Matata which substitutes the phrase "vagina
What else? I've been basking in the awesomeness that is the third
edition of the Camel Book. Along the way I managed to
pick up a bunch of books about
mud-men or something like that. Pretty sweet.
THE COOLEST MOVIE EVER MADE (English title for American release:
finally came out on video and I was glad to help
myself to a couple more showings. I saw Brian yesterday for the
first time in months. The sun is shining, the grass is
green, there are three deer outside my window, and life is good.