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| Welp, ol' J has been traveling a lot lately. I'm touring a play put on by this Muslim community. I guess by community I mean millions of people. It's about the history of their imam, which is basically the equivalent of their pope. In fact, it's a pretty good comparison to say these people are the Catholics of the Muslim world.
Seems like I had a lot of insightful things to say about that in the beginning, but that was at the beginning of July. Now it's just life.
Two more weeks and then I get to actually start living at my own new home where I've never stayed more than two nights. That is, until we head out for the European tour. And yes, I am excited about that.
Welp, there are some facts with zero insights.
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| Three things:
1. I got my "economic stimulus" check today. I'd go on a rant about how retarded the whole thing is, but I'm at work and just don't have time. I think I'll buy gold with it.
2. I'll be starting to mix the new album by ListenListen as soon as I get the 15+ gigabytes of tracks in the mail. It's gonna be an amazing album.
3. Tom Waits. Playing in Texas in June. Enough said. I'm there.
4. I went fishing the other day. Ended up walking ten miles and finding a sweet stick to make my fishing pole out of. No fishing done so far. Haw.
5. Beer batch #4 will be made tonight.
6. When I say "three things", I mean it like in the Psalms way: Three things have I to say, yes, six things will I write for you.
Smewch,
J.
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| Sometimes I have the desire to be one of those people who meets people for breakfast, rather than making night my evening and morning my night.
Sunrises are great, and breakfast is great, and people aren't so bad, either.
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| Somehow these new developments strike me as being partially for my sake, which is disturbing on a number of levels. Two. That is the number of levels, in fact.
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| 1.
Most days I pass a crane when I leave for work. Yesterday I passed a crane on the way to work, too. I was walking, and there by the sidewalk was a crane, just hanging out. I need more nature in my life. I miss having birds outside my window.
2.
In those times when the words of songs actually take hold of me and mean something as if they were my own (because I am one who thinks the content of a piece of art is so much more important than the form, but I still struggle to observe it that way with the art of others), I feel truly blessed. It can be something entirely new, or something I've heard a hundred times but is now revealing itself anew to me. When something finds me like that, it's like happening upon an old friend, or maybe making a new one. Either way, it makes me feel a companionship in times when I feel alone in the middle of a crowd of people who care for me.
Mark Linkous is about the limit for what I allow in abstraction. I wish I could go fishing with him and have some things explained.
Well I'll bet my maria's got an elbow full of lonely
Now here's a little prayer so that she might get some sleep
Don't let her face be skinned by the sun today
Don't let it in when it comes knocking at your door
Sometimes you feel you've got the emptiest arms in the whole world
Try to make sense but it always comes out absurd
Sleeping horses keep eating up your flowers
Don't let 'em in when it comes kicking at your door
She said 'i've really come to hate my body
And all the things that it requires in this world'
I bet you're out there getting drunk with all your friends
And it'll get you in the bathroom of a texaco
-Sparklehorse
The Velvet Underground reference is pretty slick, too.
3.
I forgot where I was going with my third topic. I'll leave it up here so that I'll remember to remember it and put it up.
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