Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The B-Sides

I was sifting through the list of my previous blog entries to delete these random multiple drafts of the previous entry.  So as I'm going through and deleting the duplicates, I noticed I had some previously written and unpublished entries.  I'm guessing that I held off because I wanted to edit them but then got distracted for a year and a half.  Probably the TV thing again.

But here's a treat for you all.  I will be releasing these entries as part of a mini-series called "the B-Sides" (yeeeaah that's it..).  And since these were written in the moment, some of the material is dated and may not still hold up in this advanced future.  So to help you all better understand the context of these posts, I've enabled a time jumping mechanism on this page.  Oh yeah, it's true.  Although I must warn you, I haven't yet figured out a way to bring you back.. so proceed at your own risk.

 Click here to go back to April 5th, 2010...




















(buruRUruruuRuurRUrRurup....)

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April 5, 2010

I never felt so much pressure in my life.

A co-worker and I went to the company cafeteria to fetch some grub.  On the way back up, I started recapping the Yankee/Red Sox season opener from last night.  As we waited for the elevator to arrive, I filled him in on all the plays that he missed.  Being a Mets fan, there are a lot of things that I saw last night that I haven't seen from my own team in a long time.  Things like... I dunno, intuitive base running, fundamental defense... exotic skills like that.  As we entered the elevator, 2 other gentlemen followed behind.  They were also engaged in baseball talks, presumably about the same game (since there was only 1 yesterday).  I continued my conversation with my co-worker when all of a sudden it got quiet.  One of the gentlemen gave a slight head nod my way, as if to defer his own conversation to me.  Catching this through the corner of my eye, I knew then what was going on.  I now had to entertain these fools.

The ride was only 6 seconds long but it felt like eternity.  Those 2 gentlemen, my co-worker, and some other dude who looked like he couldn't care less were now hanging on my very next words.  Their ears lent to me, anticipating that my insight would fulfill their needs.  I only had time for one move and I knew I had to deliver. So I turned back to my co-worker and continued:

"Yeah.. so.. that was it"

(ding dong)

GAH choked again..

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Like Riding a Bike

About a year ago, I hopped on a bicycle for the first time in 11 years (when I got my driver's license).  You know how the old saying goes... something about riding a bike being easy after... well whatever I'm too tired to figure it out.  And equally as too tired to re-write this intro (man what a lame comeback attempt)

Anywhoo, as I wobbled down past 3 parked cars, I started to panic and decided to turn back.  I don't remember if there was any trick to making a U-turn on a bicycle but as I turned the handlebar, I almost fell and broke my face off.  I can't believe the universe lied to me.  And because of that, I was afraid to return to this blog... because my wrists might fall off..

You know what, that doesn't even make sense anymore.  Maybe because it's been 4 days from when I started this entry to when I wrote those last 2 sentences.  I completely forgot what the point was and thus, my analogy has veered way off course.  And once again, I didn't want my efforts to go to for naught so.. yeah, sorry for wasting your time.  But I guess that's my problem - I'm too indecisive.  I'm what you would call a lazy perfectionist.  I create something, I think it could be better, I re-work it, don't like it, have ideas for improvement.. and then watch TV.

I guess the lesson here is - sometimes you just have to hit the publish button.  It doesn't have to be perfect the first time, you just have to get it going.  I'm sure every songwriter has a piece of loose leaf with some real corny lyrics on it.  But until you can stare those lyrics in the face, you'll never get to your Unchained Melodies, Stairway to Heavens, every U2 song ever made (freakin' awesome)..

But enough of this serious stuff.. let's talk some feces

Quick - feces or not feces?