What Am I Doing?

What am I doing? I don’t know. I feel like the universe is in a weird place right now (yes, I know that mathematically that sentence does not make sense). I don’t know.

I had the opportunity to play my guitar tonight and I sat on my ass on the couch watching TV. I watched an episode of Torchwood. I’m trying to get back into that. While I was on the AppleTV app formerly known as HBO Max I figured I’d maybe start watching The Leftovers again. I watched the first episode. I’ll go to my grave saying that the second season of that show is television perfection. The first and third seasons are great too. The first season is just so soul crushingly depressing though. It is tough to get through and I suspect that watching one episode is part of the reason why I feel like I am in a screwy state of mind right now.

The point of all of this though is that I could have played guitar tonight and I did not. Ugh.

I had two slices of a small pizza for dinner tonight. The second one came back for another view. Oh yeah, TMI Alert here. Yeah. It went down, but it didn’t stay down. Shit. I ate too much too fast and paid the price.

I’m on the youtubes right now watching a photography channel. It’s a pro photographer telling me I should use Aperture Priority instead of Manual Mode. But what if I want to use Manual Mode? I use Aperture Priority a lot with one of my film cameras. The term Aperture Priority wasn’t invented yet when the camera was built, it’s called Auto on the camera, but it’s the same thing.. I use it because the light meter inside the view finder is often hard to read. I like using Manual though. It makes me feel like I know what I am doing even though I don’t really know what I’m doing. The video also says to keep the aperture away from the extremes. Don’t use f2.0 or f16, use f5.6 or f8. You don’t get the blurry background as much as you do with f2, but you get some which is more than f16 gives. The video says the images will be clearer in the middle ground apertures. I think I had figured that one out on my own and was starting to come around to this way of thinking. Then again… I really dig all that blurry background.

Miss Robin Sparkles says hello.

It’s Monday night, just about bed time. Almost 10:00pm. At this time four days from now we’ll be about seven hours into our road trip to Florida. That’s the main reason why I am in such a weird headspace tonight. I just want to go. I want to leave now. I don’t want to worry about work or anything outside of travel. I just want to go. I have a shit load of stuff to do before we go, but I just want to go.

Ugh… I should just go to bed.

Looking ahead to tomorrow. There is likely going to be an NHL predictions post for the third round. I am hoping the Edmonton Oilers will win their game seven tonight against Vancouver. If that happens there will be exactly one team that I kinda like in the Conference Finals. If they lose, there will be three teams I hate one one team I don’t care about. My heart is officially no longer in the NHL playoffs at all.

Also, expect lots of posts where I talk about how I just want to jump in the car with Jen, my wife, and head out on our trip. I have vacation-itis right now. Big time.

Strike a Pose

Miss Robin really came through for me.

It was just a few minutes after I got out of bed this morning. I went to the kitchen to fill up a bottle of water. Miss Robin Sparkles the Cat saw me coming and ran to the window and looked outside. It was almost as if she were posing for me. She knew I wanted to get today’s photo-a-day pic out of the way early because I had to go into the office and she wanted to be the subject.

Pout babie, pout!

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Music Fail

I wrote a post the other day detailing all of the musical stuff I wanted to get done over the weekend. Care to guess how much I accomplished? Go on, guess. Did you guess absolutely nothing? If you did, you guessed correctly. Good work.

Nothing.

There was a facebook messenger chat yesterday where our former singer, who I wasn’t sure if he wanted back into the band or not, started talking about where to book gigs. Does that mean he officially wants back in? Feels that way to me! Here’s hoping our singer search has ended. I’ll let you know.

Anyway, I took pictures this morning in the hopes they will guilt me into playing some guitar tomorrow before work. Cross those fingers, Mr. Red Head.

My pedal board is dusty again.
I switched on the amp for the benefit of the photo, but I didn’t take it out of standby mode and switched it off right away.

Hate

Daily writing prompt
How do you feel about cold weather?

It is so ironic. I live in New England. It’s a place that it sort of renown for it’s winters. Yet, despite the visual appeal and all the fun winter sports and all of that, I friggin’ hate the cold. I hate it with a burning passion. Burning… irony, eh?

As the saying goes, I live in a place where the air hurts my face. Why do I live in a place where the air hurts my face? The reason is because I’ve always lived here and everyone I know and care about lives here and all of the things that are important to me are here.

I never considered moving away, but our honeymoon changed that. 15 years ago this week we got married. We started our honeymoon in Vermont, then went to Washington, DC for a few days, then went to heaven. Shangri-La. The promised land. The place I want to go back to and never leave. San Diego, CA. Goodness gracious me, was it beautiful there. I loved everything about it. And the best part? It’s not cold there in the winter. Oh, the bliss.

I hate cold, yet I live in a place where the winter starts in September and doesn’t end until May. Oh, the painful, brutal irony. Save me from it, please.

Prep Work

Jen and I have spent a nice portion of today watching Disney World youtube channels to get up to date on all of the latest DW dirt.

We’re not leaving until the end of the week, but we’re both ready to go RIGHT NOW.

The hype is real, folks. It is real. I want to go on vacation RIGHT NOW.

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Bonus digital, because I don’t have a similar shot on film.