Bleary-eyed, everyone at work realizes that the holidays are over. The end of the world did not happen. The Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa/Solstice credit card bills are due. The last of the holiday chocolates were dumped into the common bowl in the break room. It’s time to get back to work for serious.
That was pretty much the story of my workplace this week.
As such, I’m really looking forward to this weekend. There are a handful of things I have to do wrt chores and errands but the biggest ones (Costco, for example) were all done last weekend allowing this weekend to belong pretty much to me and my laundry and the next “Heedfulness!” essay (I do this thing where I start up a song or an album and then play Torchlight II for the duration… my goodness, if the consoles have taken anything away from me, it’s the whole “listen to an album at the same time as I play video games” experience).
The big plan for the weekend is that the Royal Rumble is this Sunday and I’m very much looking forward to finally putting my best foot forward toward Wrestlemania.
So… what’s on your docket?
Extending my unbroken record of not watching the Pro Bowl.
“There’s no relationship like the one between the quarterback and halfback. Since these guys don’t work together during the year, we are going to have a lot of fumbles. You’re going to see a lot of those this game.”
I’m getting ready for my close-up, Mr.DeMille
Break a leg!
It would be rather sad if I broke my leg while watching Sunset Blvd but anything can happen.
Looking forward to dropping off the LAST of the Christmas presents on Sunday, and seeing their recipients. (It has been a long, long winter, I tell you what.)
I am 2.5 episodes away from finishing Fringe.
Finished!
WARNING – SPOILERS APLENTY IN THE CYPHERED BIT:
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I will be playing in a Warmachine tournament all weekend.
PLaying some Mechwarrior Tactics, cards, and the Royal Rumble. It will be a nice weekend.
Other than the usual chores, I am pretty much playing it by ear this weekend. The only thing out of the ordinary that I have planned is to take my guitar in for a bit of a tune up. It is an acoustic that I have been practicing with. I got it from my dad, and it is older than I am (32). I hope that if I replace the nut, strings, and pegs, it might put some new life into it.
Originally, this weekend was going to be the first meeting of the Sci-Fi/Fantasy book club that was started with some of my friends at work, but we had to reschedule.
Hopefully I will finish the antique drill press I have been restoring on and off for the last few years, laundry and reading. Wife is going out of town tonight, so maybe a couple beers on the way home.
Brewing club holiday party today (my goodness, the holidays just don’t stop where I work). Movie tonight alternating with my Somniloquy homework. Birthday party tomorrow for daughter’s friend. Various other fun winter stuff (maybe s’mores!)
I have had a terrible week, but today is the beginning of a 3 day weekend for me. Today I hang out with an awesome friend and my little man. Tomorrow helping set up for a baby birthday party, reading, and taking myself to a movie. No plans for Sunday. Cleaning and chores, maybe.
Going to see Cat Power tomorrow. Sleeping tonight and probably Sunday too (I haven’t slept much this week).
Being hideously ill. The flu has me in its dread and bony grip.
Get well.
Ouch, sorry to hear that. I had the flu for about two weeks this month, and it was all kinds of terrible.
Hope you bounce back soon.
Many thanks, y’all. I will try to write something about Africa and get it out. The list o’ links has grown long enough.
That is, “dread and bony grippe”.
(slaps hand to forehead)… Jeebus, Mike. Heh.
If it’s the same strain that hit the Birdhouse, I can only offer my deepest sympathies and suggest that you keep some Gatorade around. It vomits well.
What the heck didn’t y’all get yr flu shots for?! Were you relying on VitaminWater or something?!?! 😉
While the flu strains in this year’s shots were pretty accurate, it’s looking like they’re not very effective anyway.
Crap! This happened LAST time I got a shot too (a few years back they misjudged and the strains mutated a different way and I got the flu anyway).
If I get it this year, after getting a shot, I’ll be two for two.
Also, Jaybird’s comment made me think of this song – bad bandname, but pretty good Scots band.
Dig the burr!:
http://youtu.be/79pmP4FjnXc
Dude, I *GOT* my flu shot this year. No free riding for me! And yet I was still doing the dinner catch and release.
I usually get every single flu that comes around, but I get it gently most years. This year I might just make it through with no flu at all.
I attribute this success to relatively unfettered alcohol consumption (usually I back way off in flu season). Might as well. Otherwise, I could attribute it to not getting around to grabbing the free flu shot at work this year. (No way changing the diet to higher vitamin C throughput, for unrelated reasons, would be the cause.)
OK, now to Sandman…
Never had a flu shot, never had the flu. Fortunately, my work area is fairly isolated, so I think that helps a lot.
working, mostly. yuck.
for glyph:
http://whoarethestoneroses.tumblr.com/
heh. My wife was just telling me about this.
They did make one perfect record, back in the day; too bad Brown can’t sing live.
people have always told me that. i have no feelings on them one way or the other, i just enjoy the lord and lady butthurtington routine.
OK, that tumblr is hilarious. And it makes me feel old.
Also, while we’re on bad band names, Afghan Whigs.
I kinda like that one. Just two unusual words together.
Plus, “1965” totally, totally rocks (as does “Gentlemen”, but I can’t listen to that one very often because the self-loathing hits too close to home, and makes me depressed; “1965” at least has more musical variety to distract me from the lacerating self-hatred).
You like any of Dulli’s post-Whigs stuff (Twilight Singers, Gutter Twins, or under his own name)? He’s a bit more uneven solo than with the Whigs, but when he knocks one out, he really knocks it out. You could make a killer compilation.
I would have to look through my mp3s to see if I have anything by him under his own name, but i have listened to his other post-Whigs stuff.
I saw the Whigs at Bogarts in Cincinnati at least twice in the mid-90s.
Argh, now you’re just gonna have me trawling through YouTube all night for Whigs/Dulli-related material. So much good stuff. He has really kept busy.
Man, he has done some tasty covers over the years. Remember this one? It almost goes *too* far, what with slotting “Train in Vain” at the start and Ben E. King at the end, but it still works:
http://youtu.be/_kPRWJah3Rc
A Marvin cover:
http://youtu.be/o6FFBzxNLh4
Fleetwood Mac (his voice is slightly off here, but I still love this one):
http://youtu.be/-ypI7CXuoLo
And this original, the most beautiful “whistling past the graveyard” song. No, it’s NOT gonna be alright. But it’s so beautiful, you WANT to believe him. This one actually has some painful relationship memories for me:
http://youtu.be/68_SDYL1Wk8
I own that The Clash tribute album, but I probably haven’t listened to it in 10 years.
Now I’m going to be stuck in a mid-to-late 90s wormhole for the rest of the evening.
OK, running with late 90s, band names that are slightly off, painful relationship connections, and stuff I haven’t listened to in 10 years, do you remember Red House Painters? I had an intense summer fling with a woman who thought that they were pretty much the beginning and end of music, at least for that summer. I’ve barely been able to listen to Kozelek’s more recent stuff because of it.
IIRC, that Whigs cover was one of the only bright points, and I love the Clash.
I never got to see the Whigs, though I’ve seen Dulli.
wormhole
Dude, freaking YouTube on a Friday night. I’m getting a drink and going in. I’ll see everyone in several hours when I surface for air.
Crazy:
http://youtu.be/QNInybP02gI
66:
http://youtu.be/-Le1PS_WuJU
I never got into Red House Painters, or Bedhead, though I have friends who love both.
It always seemed to me that I had superior alternatives to listen to whenever I wanted that type of music (respectively, Low, and Seam).
You know, that sounded really snobby. Sorry. I just meant that I greatly preferred Low and Seam, not that they are objectively superior. To me they just seemed less…static, I guess? Still deliberate, but with some forward motion, even if glacial.
I like Low. I think there are maybe 3 or 4 Red House Painters songs that I really, really liked. Most of them, however, always felt like they started with a really good idea, but Kozelek either didn’t know how to flesh them out, or they got lost as he went on, and on, and on, and on. But those 3 or 4 songs will get me every time.
They’re awesome in concert. Their opening song was a wall of sound from the bottom frets of his guitar. When the chords finally resolved, it felt like a weight I never knew I was carrying was lifted.
If you can see them, do so.
shoulda had new directions as their opening act.
We’re going to visit my father-in-law and do a little rug shopping.
Going to a trunk show and book signing being held by a designer friend Sunday.
Tomorrow, if it warms up enough, a walk in the woods. After several days of zero or below, my legs feel like they’re turning to silly putty.