Music & Lyrics
Mondays, Mondays. Oh how they suck.
Work was OK but nothing too exciting happened. Someone from the Mayor's office called and asked me to attend some meeting tomorrow; I said I'd be there and put it on my calendar.
Dylan called to say he was picking his mom up after work. She has decided not to drive anymore, which is for the best, so I'm not sure how long she's planning to stay with us this time. I hope she finds her own place soon.
When I got home, Dylan and Robbie were already there so I said hi, and showed Dylan that I had written a letter to the building managers since we have a few issues in our apartment at the moment, including a sink disposal that doesn't turn on, a leak on the bathroom ceiling skylight, living room blinds that don't close properly, and a tub that doesn't drain. After I had taken the letter to the managers and showed Dylan, then I went to work in the kitchen. I did dishes, which was hard since the disposal isn't working, and took all the trash out. Then I made dinner. I chopped up some garlic, onion, and celery and sauteed them and then added a chipotle bullion cube and lots of spices, and shrimp. I also made some corn and black beans from the freezer and a salad with tomatoes and garbanzo beans and champagne pear vinaigrette.
I had told Amy I would come over and watch "Dig" with her and AJ, but while I was making dinner, Bun called and reminded me that he was coming over with "Music and Lyrics" which I had forgotten that we had already planned. So he came over with the movie and some wine and we watched that, which was so fun. I couldn't believe I hadn't seen that movie yet as it's so right up my alley! I could really relate to it, and it even gave me a though - is it better, or more fulfilling, to be a "washed up" former pop star or someone who is still just trying to make his mark? Sure, it would be fabulous to have already been famous and experience the money and that lifestyle. But, part of the fun of doing it is the journey. I honestly don't think I'll live to regret reaching for my dreams, because at least I'll have done it, and won't have to worry about what could have been. On the other hand, it could be really painful to have some amount of success and then be faced with ridicule, rejection and having to live in the shadow of one hit or worse yet, some other incident that would expose a person to the rest of the world in a negative light. I think I'm happy with what I have and where I'm going, and I love making music, and as much as I wish I could be successful and wealthy from it, I also have to remember that even without that I am still doing what I love.
Afterward we just watched TV and then I set up the devin.tait@att.net e-mail address on the home computer so that Robbie could use it to look for apartments on craigslist. Don't e-mail me at that address cause I won't hardly ever check it!
Hello 2010, goodbye junk!
NEW YEARS RESOLUTION LOG ENTRY 11
I have a problem saving local gay rags. The issue is, I try to save every magazine that has an article or mention of Shitting Glitter, but I am not very organized about it. So, I pick up lots of free magazines and then I don't always have time to go through them so I'll shove them somewhere with the intention of looking through them later, and then when I see them months later I can't remember if it's one I was keeping because we were in it, or that I haven't gone through yet. So, tonight I went through the drawers next to my computer and saw a copy of the Long Beach/Orange County Blade, Sept. 2007. I went through each page, and lo and behold, there was an article about the Runaway Fashion Show that we had played at, which included a photo of us and a little blurb. So, I ripped out the article, filed it in my Shitting Glitter three ring binder in a folder with other articles, and discarded the rest of the magazine.
Work was OK but nothing too exciting happened. Someone from the Mayor's office called and asked me to attend some meeting tomorrow; I said I'd be there and put it on my calendar.
Dylan called to say he was picking his mom up after work. She has decided not to drive anymore, which is for the best, so I'm not sure how long she's planning to stay with us this time. I hope she finds her own place soon.
When I got home, Dylan and Robbie were already there so I said hi, and showed Dylan that I had written a letter to the building managers since we have a few issues in our apartment at the moment, including a sink disposal that doesn't turn on, a leak on the bathroom ceiling skylight, living room blinds that don't close properly, and a tub that doesn't drain. After I had taken the letter to the managers and showed Dylan, then I went to work in the kitchen. I did dishes, which was hard since the disposal isn't working, and took all the trash out. Then I made dinner. I chopped up some garlic, onion, and celery and sauteed them and then added a chipotle bullion cube and lots of spices, and shrimp. I also made some corn and black beans from the freezer and a salad with tomatoes and garbanzo beans and champagne pear vinaigrette.
I had told Amy I would come over and watch "Dig" with her and AJ, but while I was making dinner, Bun called and reminded me that he was coming over with "Music and Lyrics" which I had forgotten that we had already planned. So he came over with the movie and some wine and we watched that, which was so fun. I couldn't believe I hadn't seen that movie yet as it's so right up my alley! I could really relate to it, and it even gave me a though - is it better, or more fulfilling, to be a "washed up" former pop star or someone who is still just trying to make his mark? Sure, it would be fabulous to have already been famous and experience the money and that lifestyle. But, part of the fun of doing it is the journey. I honestly don't think I'll live to regret reaching for my dreams, because at least I'll have done it, and won't have to worry about what could have been. On the other hand, it could be really painful to have some amount of success and then be faced with ridicule, rejection and having to live in the shadow of one hit or worse yet, some other incident that would expose a person to the rest of the world in a negative light. I think I'm happy with what I have and where I'm going, and I love making music, and as much as I wish I could be successful and wealthy from it, I also have to remember that even without that I am still doing what I love.
Afterward we just watched TV and then I set up the devin.tait@att.net e-mail address on the home computer so that Robbie could use it to look for apartments on craigslist. Don't e-mail me at that address cause I won't hardly ever check it!
Hello 2010, goodbye junk!
NEW YEARS RESOLUTION LOG ENTRY 11
I have a problem saving local gay rags. The issue is, I try to save every magazine that has an article or mention of Shitting Glitter, but I am not very organized about it. So, I pick up lots of free magazines and then I don't always have time to go through them so I'll shove them somewhere with the intention of looking through them later, and then when I see them months later I can't remember if it's one I was keeping because we were in it, or that I haven't gone through yet. So, tonight I went through the drawers next to my computer and saw a copy of the Long Beach/Orange County Blade, Sept. 2007. I went through each page, and lo and behold, there was an article about the Runaway Fashion Show that we had played at, which included a photo of us and a little blurb. So, I ripped out the article, filed it in my Shitting Glitter three ring binder in a folder with other articles, and discarded the rest of the magazine.
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