It's weird setting a time and date to be creative. In my experience creativity is usually something that happens to you, not something to do. Although I do feel that if you're creative often enough, when the time is present, you'll just slip into your natural creative mode. Which in this situation is literally to just start typing. After all, I can always go back and change it. Even though you and I both know that won't happen. It's also weird for me to have that feeling in general. In my band, we always start off practice with 3 improvised jams. No rehearsed material, no “gonna be a song somedays,” just immediate, present, creativity. We do that on a specific day, and at a specific time. Also at dinner time. I usually have a general idea of what I'm going to make. But, the making of the dish itself is always open to creativity. I never make the same thing twice, and am constantly improvising during the creation. And that happens at a specific day and time. So now it seems weird to have started off with a line, and sentiment, that I basically negated in 196 words. But is it negated though? Whoa, I'm really flopping around on this one. Even though I practice spontaneous creativity that doesn't necessarily mean it's not weird. Natural things don't need practiced. Much. I'm sure there are plenty of people in our world that would be terrified to be creative on the spot. There are probably large portions of our population that would never attempt to deviate from the recipe. So I guess just because I happen to do it, that doesn't make it not weird. After all, I have been accused, a time or two, of being weird. So if I'm doing it, it may be weird.
I guess this is kind of practicing immediate creativity too. Part of the point I guess. I suppose I like to think that I spend a whole week thinking about what I'm going to write on writing day. But I don't. I suppose I'd like to think that it's actually a long form narrative, and that I will build off of what I wrote last week. But I don't. I don't want to re-read last week's version, and try to summon my memory on what I thought I may have been babbling about last time. That's not me. I'm trying to be spontaneously creative! But that, unfortunately, leaves some substance to be desired from time to time. And these days substance is a little low. I suppose I'd like to think that my life is so full of interesting tidbits that I would never lack for material. But I do. Although I don't really think I should. It's just weird right now because of the Olympics. Well, the Olympics, and the fact that I'm still just barely recovering from the Sisters-in-law visit. That kind of ruled my life for a little bit, and now right into the Olympics. I like watching the Olympics. I like seeing all the stuff I never usually get to see. It's exciting! Plus, this is the first time that I have ever had a large enough cable package that I can see all that they are offering. I think it's good to see where we as people are at every once in a while. That's how I look at it. I'm not one of those “I hope USA dominates everyone” people. I look at it as more of what Human Beings are capable of. It's good to have that measuring stick, every 4 years see how far the Human Species has evolved.
Reading about someone watching TV is not really entertainment. Sorry Shia! Oh my gosh, suddenly, it just occurred to me that my bands had a show! I can't believe it. I've been sitting here typing for nearly an hour about how not much is going on, and I totally forgot I had a show! We kicked *ss! I'm in 2 bands. Well technically I'm kind of in 4 bands, but that sounds like a different topic for a different day. I'm in 2 actual bands. I play bass in a punk rock band, and I have my own band which is harder to explain. We'll call it heavy groove. We often play together. We have the same friends, and it just makes it easier to get everyone together for both, instead of trying to get people to come out more often. All of our friends are older now, just like us, and don't want to be out that late too often. But man I tell you what, people wanted to be out that night! We packed that place. The coolest part was that I only recognized a few people. I don't know who the majority of the people were. That is, technically, where you want to be. Getting new people to come see you. And it happened! Last Saturday night! And, if there can be more than one coolest part, the other coolest part was people singing along. I couldn't believe it. We play our own original songs, and people were singing along! I'm stunned. I couldn't tell too much while I was on stage. But looking, and listening, back to some of the videos people posted, I could hear people singing along. To my songs! That was one the most epic moments of my life. Now I need a tissue.
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