Over the years, I have sworn off various things. Actually, it was more of a worn off than sworn off. Television programs lost quality, although there was a vast increase in quantity thanks(?) to cable. Too many choices, not have enough time to actually follow a series, so now it’s the occasional Netflix.
I do watch the morning news for the weather forecast and traffic report. Unfortunately it seems to be 80 percent commercials, so I have to pay strict attention while shaving or else I miss it.
I used to love computers, which led to a fascination with the internet. Most of what is available online is best left alone. Let’s just say that it’s a bit worse than a naked stroll through a tick infested patch of poison ivy complete with brown recluse spiders and venomous snakes. I admit that I deny reality and look for decent content. Unfortunately, the best I find are things like YouTube videos showing me how to adjust the carburetor on my weed eater.
So, what does that leave? Reading, writing, experimenting, ham radio, guitar, drums, or puttering around the house.
All things considered, much better choices.
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My priorities never seem to be in the order I wish they were. I’m dying to get in some guitar and drum time, and after readjusting my ham radio station, I want to get on the air.
Unfortunately, we had a bit of a plumbing disaster, with the need to cut a hole in the wall. Naturally, the hole needed to be cut right next to my radio gear. I need to finish patching the hole—which is progressing nicely, thank you—which creates large amounts of dust. I have a number of painting tarps, but I don’t want that much weight on my gear, so I need to get a couple of cheap plastic ones. Once the hole is patched, sanded, primed, and painted, then I can……….put all of the shelves back and all of the office supplies, etc. back on the shelves. After dusting, vacuuming, and replacing all of the air purifier filters in the room (theoretically to keep regular and kitty litter dust under control), then I just may have time to play.
If I’m not too tired, maybe something inspired by one of my favorite groups (with apologies to the Beatles).
“I’m Fixing a Hole”
I’m fixing a hole where the plumbing was broke, Which keeps my hands from playing, My guitar.
I’m priming the crack that is now plastered up, Which keeps my hands from playing, My guitar.
Oh, it really doesn’t matter if I prime it right, Or if I paint it right, No one will know.
A great big shelf will hide it all,None of this work will show at all. No one will know.
I could continue, but I’ll spare you the insult.
Talented. Deaf. Depressed.
But what great hair!
I play @ several musical instruments. I actually learned (somewhat) to play clarinet, bassoon and tenor saxophone well enough to survive in high school and college, but those days are long gone. Today, I play @ guitar and drums.
Playing @ means playing for therapy, not to (finally) become musically competent. I enjoy playing @ because it’s music just for fun—no pressure. Although…….
I do have to admit that if I had the chance to play music with a couple of other guys in a garage band, I’d do it; but not too late. I have to get up at 4:30 AM to get in my walk, so anything after 7:00 PM is iffy.
The morning walk has replaced the morning jog; playing @ has replaced being a student of music; neither the reading glasses nor the regular glasses are at the right distance for seeing sheet music. My hearing sort of works, but I can’t discriminate the voice of the person speaking to me in a restaurant if there are others talking.
However, I play @ on several instruments and I love every minute of it.
Men and women are different. This has nothing to do with equality – it’s just a fact.
Women’s magazines stress the importance of men helping with the “hard k” sounding things – cleaning, cooking and kids. I have yet to see an article saying something like, “Bond with your husband by installing new wax seals for your toilets,” or “Love on a rooftop while replacing shingles.”
Women have a thing for bags and shoes. People have tried to explain this to me over the years. I nodded and smiled, but the vacant stare made it obvious that I just didn’t get it.
One told me that the popularity of shoes is due to the fact that the size remains the same.
I try to do my share of the “hard k” things on behalf of my family. When my wife and I first met, I was a single parent, so am fully qualified on laundry – including ironing and replacing buttons, and cook pretty well, if I do say so myself.
The other side of the equation is that guys like “hard g” sounding things – gadgets, grills, guns and guitars. Gadgets include tools, special purpose cooking utensils, and anything that uses fuel. I have a collection of guitars – acoustic, electric, six string, and twelve string. I have a Taylor that is my “church acoustic,” and yes, I have a “church electric, too. My everyday guitar sits next to my chair in the family room.
It’s a guy thing. At least I don’t need shoes to match each guitar.
Like I said, men and women are different.
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