Film Fail

I took a film camera out on my travels today and didn’t take a single shot. FAIL!

I think this is the camera that will go on the Florida trip, but it’s loaded with black and white film right now and I don’t want to bring any black and white on the trip, so I gots to burn through the roll… but in order to do that I have to actually do it, you know?

We’ll Let You Know

Daily writing prompt
How do you balance work and home life?
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I often find myself thinking in song titles. Sometimes it is movies or TV quotes, but often it’s song titles. It just happened to me as I read today’s prompt. King Crimson has an improvised instrumental track on the Starless and Bible Black record called “We’ll Let You Know.”*

When we figure out how to balance work and home life, we’ll let you know. When I am at work I am working. When I am at home I am not working. Does that make sense? That’s how it should be, shouldn’t it? Why is it so hard to do? Why is so much at home time spent thinking about work and so much at work time spent thinking about home? What’s the deal there, Robert?

It’s a problem, but it’s more of an existential problem as one rarely gets in the way of the other when something important comes up. In priority situations I am able to keep the two separated. It’s the quiet, non-priority moments that the mind wanders across the divide.

So like I said, if I figure it out… I’ll let you know.

*Just noting that both the guitarist and the drummer on this song had birthdays this week.

The song is an instrumental so there are no lyrics to tie into this discussion. Also, it was improvised on stage so they probably only ever played it once. There’s a moment in this when the bass and the drums lock together in one of the sickest grooves ever.

Back Yard Guest

This cat has been hanging around all afternoon.

Obligatory South Park quotes:

  • “Something went wrong. And the turkeys broke free. And the worst part is .they’re really pissed off.” Dr. Alphonse Mephesto
  • “Wow, those are some pissed off turkeys!”
  • “These fudged up turkeys from the crustaceous era can take our lives, but they can never take our FREEDOM!” Chef
  • “Every turkey dies, not every turkey truly lives.” Chef

Top of the Mountain, Mom!

I took this picture this morning. Lily is on top of the mountain.

Now for an unrelated story that involves both cats. I have the windows open next to my desk. The cats have been hanging out, sitting on the window sill, enjoying the breeze and the warm-ish Spring air, and stalking the birds and the critters hanging out by the back yard bird feeders.

They were sitting there, minding their own business, and I was sitting at my desk working and minding my own business when BAM! Both cats ABSOLUTELY FREAKED OUT and ran out of the room as fast as their tiny, furry, little legs would carry them. What the hell, thought me?

I looked out the window and there were no creatures by the bird feeders. What there was though, and I only saw it for a split second before it disappeared into the woods behind our back yard, was the back of a red tail hawk. I think the hawk saw our bird feeder as a fast food take out joint and stopped in for a snack. I couldn’t tell if it had anything in its talons in the instant that I saw it, but if it had something I hope it was a squirrel and not a bird. The squirrels try to steal the bird food from the birds and for that they have earned my hatred. Jerks.

I fully understand why the cats went nuts. If I were a little furry guy I would have flipped my lid at the site of a hawk hunting for lunch too. Yikes, babie. Yikes.

Haiku for You #190

It’s about time for another hockey haiku for you, what with game six of the second round playoff series between the glorious Boston Bruins and the vile Florida Panthers happening tonight…

Will the captain play?
Will Swayman be a brick wall?
So many questions.