I really don't like the drive between Abilene and Houston. There's not much to look at, and today was worse because it was cloudy and just plain dreary. Plus I was pretty upset that I had to miss a concert tonight in Houston. It's not that I get mad over missing out on entertainment, the band is looking for a new keyboard player, and I was supposed to meet the leader and check out the band to see if it's something I would fit in to. But some poor communication led to us having to play this morning in Abilene, which I was assured would not happen. So, we left later than we should've and I missed the concert. Maybe some other time, I guess. I ended up hanging out with my friend, Seth, and we went to his house and watched Arrested Development. It's a pretty funny show. I was expecting to have at least one check sitting at home waiting for me, since I haven't been paid for three gigs. But, there were no checks. Why does my life suck financially right now? I'm in debt, I'm not getting paid on time for the work I'm doing, and I've got so many other things I need to get done, especially medically, and I can't afford them. I trust God with my money, He gives and takes away. I'm not too worried about it, but I just wish I could have lots of money and not worry about it.
Speaking of "giving and taking away," we were playing "Blessed Be Your Name" last night, and the kids were super rowdy. It was almost uncomfortable, but we kept going. Then some kid decides to jump up on stage, do a little dance ("caucasian clap" or something like it), and then crowd surf. The only problem was he jumped into a "crowd" of about four girls, and they all moved out of the way. He landed right on the concrete floor and didn't get up for about half a chorus. But he did eventually get up and looked quite in some pain, but no ambulances were called, I think he'll live. It was a memory, though.
Next up for me this week is a recording day in College Station, then back on the road Thursday for a few days. I just found out there might be a Hopedoor reunion gig, as if there haven't already been enough. I'm the only one not involved at the moment, but that might change.
3.19.2006
3.18.2006
Tales from the road
I'm in Abilene, TX this weekend with Matt Brouwer and the band. It's been interesting. So much down time, which is usually not a bad thing. It just bugs me some when we show up at 3:30 and don't play until 9, or like today when they said we'd play at 8:30, and here it is 9:21 and I'm in the green room blogging.
This morning we got a few phone calls on the hotel phone. I think before 10am we had 4 phone calls and 2 knocks on the door. One knock was housekeeping, which we ignored, and the second was some kid that knocked and ran. One of the calls was a prank call, which annoyed me. The other three were housekeeping. The first was a lady asking me if we needed housekeeping, so i said later, not now. The second was her telling me the maids couldn't clean in the afternoon and if i wanted housekeeping it had to be this morning. I'm thinking by now it was like noon or 1, and so i told her we didn't want housekeeping at all, then. Then i realized how early it was. Not even 10am. I wish our society would let musicians sleep sometimes. At least don't make us feel bad for not wanting a service they provide. They act as though it is a bad thing we don't want our beds made. If we don't want housekeeping, it's really our loss, so they shouldn't care so much.
I'm newly interested in the show "The Office." We've watched like 7 episodes during our waiting periods here in the green room at the Hardin-Simmons theater, and it's been quite entertaining. So, besides that I'm trying to get caught back up with "Lost," since I haven't seen the last 4 or 5 episodes. And this week, I'm starting the first season of 24. I've been watching this season, but now I can see how we got to where we are now. Well, alright. The rappers are a-rappin', so it's time to wait in the wings. Bye.
This morning we got a few phone calls on the hotel phone. I think before 10am we had 4 phone calls and 2 knocks on the door. One knock was housekeeping, which we ignored, and the second was some kid that knocked and ran. One of the calls was a prank call, which annoyed me. The other three were housekeeping. The first was a lady asking me if we needed housekeeping, so i said later, not now. The second was her telling me the maids couldn't clean in the afternoon and if i wanted housekeeping it had to be this morning. I'm thinking by now it was like noon or 1, and so i told her we didn't want housekeeping at all, then. Then i realized how early it was. Not even 10am. I wish our society would let musicians sleep sometimes. At least don't make us feel bad for not wanting a service they provide. They act as though it is a bad thing we don't want our beds made. If we don't want housekeeping, it's really our loss, so they shouldn't care so much.
I'm newly interested in the show "The Office." We've watched like 7 episodes during our waiting periods here in the green room at the Hardin-Simmons theater, and it's been quite entertaining. So, besides that I'm trying to get caught back up with "Lost," since I haven't seen the last 4 or 5 episodes. And this week, I'm starting the first season of 24. I've been watching this season, but now I can see how we got to where we are now. Well, alright. The rappers are a-rappin', so it's time to wait in the wings. Bye.
I'm here
I got tired of the Myspace blog. I dunno, this type seems so much more inspiring. I hope this stays interesting.
I've been dealing with alot of stuff lately, mostly in my mind. I like to think through problems and come to conclusions on my own, because I'm never sure what to believe, or who to trust. But I have a physical condition that has to do with blood sugar levels, which affects my mood very often. This means that one moment I might be perfectly fine, joking around, and normal, then a few minutes later I could be quiet and reserved and, if you know me well enough, quite moody and possibly a "jerk." I don't mean to be that way. In those times, i feel depressed and tired. I become pessimistic and physically feel a heaviness right around and behind my eyes. I can't focus, so it's hard for me to make conversation or be social.
Why am I telling you all of this? Well, because I'm hoping to begin fighting this. There are steps I can take to prevent feeling this way, they just require me to change my lifestyle slightly. This means being bound by a more specific diet and eating schedule, which sucks. I really don't want to be enslaved to this mortal body, but it looks like that's what needs to be done. I'm still developing some kind of plan about it, so it will take some time to find a routine that works for me. I've been avoiding this for a long time, but now I'm tired of how it's affecting me. I don't know what it's like to go an entire day without feeling down for a little while. I can't think about things as honestly as I'd like because I never know how my blood sugar is affecting my thoughts. So, half the time my mind is in turmoil, fighting between what I know is true and what I feel. This goes for any subject, whether politics, religion, love, even music.
Thanks for reading. I promise I will write more entertaining things in the future. Stay tuned, friends. There's some travels coming up, always a few good stories to come from those.
I've been dealing with alot of stuff lately, mostly in my mind. I like to think through problems and come to conclusions on my own, because I'm never sure what to believe, or who to trust. But I have a physical condition that has to do with blood sugar levels, which affects my mood very often. This means that one moment I might be perfectly fine, joking around, and normal, then a few minutes later I could be quiet and reserved and, if you know me well enough, quite moody and possibly a "jerk." I don't mean to be that way. In those times, i feel depressed and tired. I become pessimistic and physically feel a heaviness right around and behind my eyes. I can't focus, so it's hard for me to make conversation or be social.
Why am I telling you all of this? Well, because I'm hoping to begin fighting this. There are steps I can take to prevent feeling this way, they just require me to change my lifestyle slightly. This means being bound by a more specific diet and eating schedule, which sucks. I really don't want to be enslaved to this mortal body, but it looks like that's what needs to be done. I'm still developing some kind of plan about it, so it will take some time to find a routine that works for me. I've been avoiding this for a long time, but now I'm tired of how it's affecting me. I don't know what it's like to go an entire day without feeling down for a little while. I can't think about things as honestly as I'd like because I never know how my blood sugar is affecting my thoughts. So, half the time my mind is in turmoil, fighting between what I know is true and what I feel. This goes for any subject, whether politics, religion, love, even music.
Thanks for reading. I promise I will write more entertaining things in the future. Stay tuned, friends. There's some travels coming up, always a few good stories to come from those.
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