it's a convoluted mess
…to words of wisdom I could never get myself to understand… I am in an extremely fortunate and privileged position in that I don’t have to work. (Not that my mental state is really in any condition to, but that’s a whole other discussion.) Bob has a good job that provides us with a comfortable income. We can pay our bills, save money, and budget for the things we want. He is okay with me… Keep reading…The heart don’t listen…
I have eight-thousand-some-odd tracks in my iTunes library. And I have a few hundred CDs that have never been ripped to digital form. (When I condensed all of our physical media into a smaller space, I realized just how many albums I have that are not on my computer. It would take days to rip all of them.) And I’m always on the prowl for more. Never. Enough. Music. Even so, I have a habit… Keep reading…Lean in for a sweet ride…
At the beginning of the year, Nine Days randomly followed me on Twitter announcing their comeback. (And I reminisced the adorableness of John Hampson.) Some time later they launched a Pledge Music campaign (Kickstarter for music) to fund and support their new album. (Let’s not get into the ridiculous number of music projects I’ve pledged money to in the last six months. So many music makers I love are on this path and…GAH…I am weak…. Keep reading…We don’t need another life…
I think nine out of ten “follows” I get on Twitter are spam accounts. The tenth is usually some random business with an auto-follow bot running scripts on keywords that I happened to use in a tweet. Keywords that, in the context of my tweet, have absolutely nothing to do with their business. Or it’s some musician/band I’ve never heard, claiming to be similar to a musician or band that I have heard of and… Keep reading…How many days in a year…