Tag: Neil Peart

Long Day

Today has been a long one. It’s at least the fourth day in a row where I have failed to get six hours of sleep. That’s catching up with me in a major way. I’m working in the office and it has just been one thing after the other. We have been up to every challenge but they just keep coming.

I will be heading home in about 17 minutes. My current audiobook is going to finish before my drive does. I’m listening to The Masked Rider by Neil Peart. I think I have only read 2–3 of his books before. This is my first time through this one. It was his first. I have enjoyed it, partly for catching him using phrases that would eventually end up in song lyrics. “Time is a spiral, space is a curve.” “The Larger Bowl.” There have been a few others. 

I am always cold. I was never cold prior to weight loss surgery. Now I don’t have any insulation and I’m always cold. It is 90 degrees out today and I am in the office in the air conditioning wearing a jacket. Life is so weird right now.

Rumor has it that the fat nazi fascist piece of shit in the white house is going to try and overturn the two Georgia senate elections and throw out their two senators. If that happens we secede, right? Enough of this authoritarian bullshit.

Ugh… show me the way to go home. I’m tired and I wanna go to bed.

CD

The CD player on Dad’s stereo thing that I’ve been using to listen to all of my Rush records on vinyl works.

34/365

I started listening to everything in order yesterday. Presto, from 1989, is the first Rush studio album that I don’t have on vinyl (did it ever come out on vinyl? I don’t think so) and when I got to that point in the catalog… I just had to listen to it. I don’t have another album on vinyl until Vapor Trails, from 2002. So I guess it’s CDs for the next four releases.

Am I a nerd? Why yes, yes I am.

Four Years Ago

We didn’t know it until a few days later, but on this date four years ago we lost Neil Peart. Easily the most painful moment of my musical life. He had such an impact on me. I’m sure if I ever told him that it would embarrass the hell out of him, so I would never have said anything even if I had the chance… but it’s true. It’s silly that some clown in a rock band that I never met could have such a huge effect on who I grew up to be… but it’s true. You know? It’s true.

Tough Morning So Far

I went to sleep really late last night. It was almost 1:00am. I slept for less than six hours and it was pretty crummy quality. I got out of bed a little before 7:00am and started my 30 minute exercise only to have to stop after 10 minutes because we had an air conditioner tech coming out to service our central air and our mini-split. He left just as I was starting work so it didn’t interfere with anything in a problematic way, it just messed with my routine. At least I was able to put the laundry away and do the dishes and setup the PlayStation 4 in the rearranged living room. There will be surround sound Rush blu rays spinning in the near future.

My stomach is a bit of a mess today. I was short on my protein counts yesterday so about an hour before I went to bed I had about an ounce of peanuts to get myself over the 60 gram goal. I finished over an hour before I conked out for the night, but my stomach still feels off. Maybe peanuts late at night is a bad idea. I did eat some scrambled eggs for breakfast this morning and boy am I gassy now. The burps are seismic. Let’s keep an eye on this today, shall we?

Speaking of Rush, today would have been Neil Peart’s 70th birthday. His brother asked fans to wear Rush t-shirts today in his memory. I am partaking, but should I need to join a conference call with a customer I’ll change into a collared shirt.

On the topics of weight loss and collared shirts, I bought some new clothes on Saturday. Two office appropriate shirts and two pairs of jeans. The shirts are one “X” size smaller than what I bought pre-surgery. The jeans are four inches smaller on the waist than the last time I bought jeans, and eight inches smaller than what I was wearing pre-surgery. I’m wearing new jeans right now and boy does it feel nice to wear clothes that fit. Oh, yes.

Okay, back to work. Talk to you later, kids.