Busy nights Monday and Sunday, no time to write. Or, more accurately, writing eschewed in favor of other things.
I’m busily working to get two weeks of work done this week, in eager anticipation of our coming week getaway in Mexico, which begins Saturday. We’ll be jetting off with friends for a stay in an all-inclusive beachside joint, where our week is sure to be filled with early morning poolside chair-claiming, umbrella drinks, tacos, and lots of time spent doing nothing. Well, something… reading, dozing, playing with Keaton, swimming, lounging… but really a lot of nothing. It’s not been a particularly hectic week at work, so I’m not dying to get there… but, as always, the prospect of a surf and sun vacation has my mind drifting ahead in time.
Back in real life, Sharaun returned home from her weekend away with girlfriends in Florida (must be hard for her, going from a Gulf beach to a Pacific one over the course of a week). I managed to keep Keaton clean, fed, and happy while she was gone… single-handedly dispelling literally hundreds of dad ineptitude stereotypes in the process. She was greeted home by a clean house, empty laundry hampers, and a very thankful husband and daughter. And, while we had fun just Keaton and I, it was a welcome homecoming for us too. Moms do a lot, y’know?
It’s nighttime on Tuesday now, Keaton and I are watching Alice In Wonderland… the smoking caterpillar is on. Keaton thinks Alice’s name is Alison Wonderland, first and last just like that. A pretty reasonable misconception if you ask me. After I put her to bed (which I just did) I plan to put some music on (which I also just did) and listen to it while I write (which I am doing right now; time and tenses get really messed up as I write in bits over the course of the evening).
Anyway, I’ve got the newish record by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros on. I grabbed it a month or so ago on the band name alone (I do this somewhat often), and, at the time, ended up digging about 50% of the tracks and filing it away as something with prospect. For whatever reason I spun it again yesterday and was pleasantly surprised to hear it aged very well, and I think I may have judged it kinda low originally. Been listening with gusto today, and I like what I hear. After looking up the band (which is one of hose Polyphonic Spree style two-digit member cult kinda hippie collectives) I found out that the lead singer is a dude from a band Ben and I used to like called Ima Robot. Small world, this LA indie music biz… small world.
At work the other day I booked a coming trip to China and Taiwan. My first travel to the Orient in nearly two years. Not sure how I’ve managed to not be there in all that time, but I guess I tend to offer the international trips to the troops moreso than take them myself these days. Will be good to get back to Shanghai and Taipei though, I do miss the frequency at which I used to visit both those fun cities. And it’ll be good for me to re-invest in my work network while over there. Oh and of course there’s the excellent food. November comes the day I’ll take off; and I’m sure I’ll go into the whole pre-trip “I don’t wanna gos” here on the old blog about one week prior to travel… look for it.
Goodnight folks. I wrote.
Also written on this day...
- the house at night - 2010
- green again - 2005
- tommy of concierge - 2004
- how's shit? - 2003