Thursday, January 26, 2023

Pushing Little Buttons

      I’m having a little bit of trouble getting started today. I have the feeling that I have nothing to say, but I know I must. Usually once I get started, it just kind of flows out, so that’s what we’re going to go with today. Often times, when that’s the case, I end up getting to some things I didn’t even know I was thinking about, and sometimes, to points I didn’t even know I needed to get to. Perhaps it’s better that way. Although, I do distinctly remember last week thinking I had a good type of formula, and that I should try to stick to it. If I’m ever going to get anything done, I suppose I’ll have to have some format. Of course, I don’t remember the formula I thought I should stick to, but I do remember thinking about a formula. I should have written it down. Oh well, if it was worth it, it’ll come up again. At least that’s what I tell myself. In the beginning of my journey, I told myself that a lot. I wasn’t in the habit of writing anything down yet, so every time I would have another thought, I would tell myself “If it’s important, it’ll come back up.” Soon after that I started carrying a notebook with me. It became clear to me that if it’s important I should write it down. At that point, I still wasn’t exactly sure what was important or not, but if it felt important, I wrote it down. Now I use my voice recorder a lot. It’s usually much easier to just speak the thought, instead of getting the necessary utensils, and trying to get my hand to go as fast as my thought. Although, at first, trying to figure out how to easily get to my voice recorder was a problem. Often times, I would forget the thought before I was able to navigate the intricacies of my new phone. One of the problems I have with getting a new phone is having to change the methods I’m used to.

     Our trip to Laughlin was pretty good. We had fun. We didn’t win big. We didn’t really win at all. There were a couple of times we won some, but not even close to covering what we lost for the trip. Oh well, we didn’t bet what we didn’t have. I just feel like such a tool sitting there pushing the little buttons. I’d much rather do something where I’m actually involved in the game. I suppose I could play some real games, but the table games always seem a little too rich for my blood. Losing $20 in less than 10 minutes isn’t a lot of fun. I can’t really imagine spending that on 1 turn. No risk no reward. I don’t need that kind of risk. It’s kind of sad, but I was considering it a win when I got a free drink. That’s like winning $10! My parents pretty much let us choose what we wanted to do. We got to do all that we wanted to. It was nice spending time with them. Although, I do have to say, my mom was having a bit of trouble getting around. She was still willing, but it was noticeable that she was not comfortable. It really kind of got me thinking about how we may not have too many of these trips left. I know it may sound morbid,  but I’m at that age, or stage in my life, where I think about it. A lot of my friend’s parents are starting to pass. It’s only natural that I would be thinking of my parent’s mortality. Especially when it seems like we may be getting close. I think my dad has a decent amount of time left, but I do have concern about my mom. It doesn’t seem like she’s getting better. Sometimes I’m not even sure if she has the idea of getting any better. If you can’t even imagine things getting any better, they probably won’t.

     On the happier side, my punk band is getting booked. Both bands are playing our friend’s brewery’s 4th anniversary party. That’s always a good time. I like that most of our friends show up, and we get to play in front of new people too. It’s just a huge party. Although, we do have a lot of drinking friends. And, they don’t all like to drink craft beer. Some think it’s too heavy. Others prefer liquor. Some just don’t want to be drinking it all day. So, some people have to decide which couple of hours to stay. There are 5 bands from 2 until 9. Not everyone can handle the 8 hour sesh. Obviously I hope that people will be there for us. All of the bands are friends, so we do have a lot of friends in common, but there should be enough diversity that everyone has a good crowd. We’re excited. My prog band is practicing for 3 weeks in a row! I should book shows more often. But that’s a different topic for a different day. My wife and I went and saw one of the bands we’re playing with on Tuesday night. Going out on a Tuesday night isn’t something we do often, but we wanted to be supportive. It was a good size venue, that everyone knows about, so we wanted to “Be a part of the scene.” It was fun. Sadly, I was glad to see that they didn’t have much of a turn out. It was a good thing that we went. I want people to know I’m “down.” I want them to have me in their head when it comes time to put a show together. Hopefully it works. It’s kind of working with my punk band. I have been dreaming about a gig with these 2 punk bands, and we just got word that it is finally happening! A literal dream come true, right out of the blue.

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