Summer, Or Something Like It
So many things have been flying through my life that I can not get it all down. I mean, it’s like a traffic jam on the front page of tumbledry. Such a pile of events could be recorded and discussed, but so much is going on right now that I do not have time to write it all. First, there are a few things from the past month that are rather important to record. I broke my bench record by putting up 245. That works out to about 175% of my weight. This makes me happy. My other goal, to walk on my hands, is slowly improving, but I am low on time to practice it. I am close. Also, with a bit of finagling, I got my room key early. I will be hooking up the oxen to the covered wagon to haul my stuff to St. Thomas for sophmore year. Hopefully the hunting will be good, nobody will get malaria, and I can shoot the rapids on my first try. In all honesty, even though I am on fifth floor with no elevator and I have a couple of awkward things weighing upwards of sixty pounds each, moving should go quite smoothly. We have yet to perfect the winch out my window for moving so we will be doing it the hard way using stairs.
I did not think that John would be able to do it; he began in May, and by sheer force of osmosis, got me rollerblading by the middle of June. Then, I started to enjoy it. Next, I cleaned by bearings (c-rings c-rings!) and found that I still rolled far slower than he. Subsequently, I had a few falls. Thereafter, I got comfortable on blades. After that, I rotated my wheels. Finally, I realized I needed new blades. If you need any adverbs, that past paragraph should help.
Things you wouldn’t think are related, but in reality, are: sprinklers are hard to see late at night in the dark. Method for washing your hair using body wash is ineffective and results in bad hair. The Zoo is a good place for a concert, especially when Keri Noble is there. Holy man it was a good show. The tune to “Piece of My Heart” is stuck in my head, but just the tune. I can not remember the words, so I keep whistling the hook. I’ll go grab a piano and figure out the bass line. Sometimes when you are driving, you need directions - other times, you wing it and go on instinct. There’s a time and a place for both, but the most important thing is that getting lost at some point is inevitable.
Oh, music:
The Cynic Project - Red Horizon
Vega Sonic - Endless Plam (Vega Sonic Remix)
The Trance Project - Night (trance mix)
The Cynic Project - Falling (Memories of Tomorrow)
The Cynic Project - On Top of the World feat. Sheila
Milk Inc. - Walk on Water
Silvertear - So Deep (Perfect Sphere Remix)
Alice Deejay - Will I Ever
Radiohead - Like Spinning Plates
Weird Al - (This Song’s Just) Six Words Long
Orbital - The Seven Samurai (Photek Remix)
Quick well-wish to those reading who are back in college - hope your year is stupendous and beats the heck outta your freshman experience! I hope to visit some of you on your respective campii. (I made that up as the plural of campus). I must away to enjoy the day, and … I’m out of things that rhyme. Oh well.