Thanks to my dad's generous spirit, I've got a pretty good collection of jazz CDs to listen to. Artists on my playlist include Bill Charlap, Bill Evans, Chet Baker, Coltrane, Miles, and Getz.
I'm currently listening to Charles Lloyd play the always beautiful and somewhat melancholy "Georgia." It's simply perfect listening for a night like this.
The weekend is over and I'm glad to be getting back to the workplace tomorrow. I never know what to do with myself after too much time on my hands. At least I wasn't the typical "hermit from Hermitage" for once. On Saturday my visiting brother treated me to a movie ("Vicky Christina Barcelona") and Sunday night found me getting home at 4 a.m. after hanging out with a fellow blogger. (Finally I have touched a Wii and I like it much. Finally I have seen Donnie Darko and I keep replaying bits from it over and over in my head.)
Today I stayed home all day and I stayed grumpy all day. The reasons are all too tedious to bore you with here, but suffice it to say I'm pretty embarrassed by my inability to get out of my head sometimes. I just need to get back into my work routine and focus on helping people and winning bread. As my young son likes to say when I leave for work, "Be careful of cars and make enough money for McDonald's." I'm doing my best.
Or maybe I can do better.
3 comments:
How was the woody allen flick? I haven't gotten to see it yet. Maybe I'll convince someone to take me after my job interview today. Having time on my hands is likely the number one cause of any case of the blues i get.
Aren't we all trying to make enough money for McDonalds?
I think that if everyone looked at themselves with a clear mind and eyes that everyone would or should come to the conculsion that they could do better.
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