We just had my daughter’s fifth birthday party (her actual birthday is this coming weekend, but we held the party when we could maximize attendance). I’m still coming to grips with the fact that I have two five year olds. There are two human beings, of whom I am fully responsible. And they’re both five… Continue reading Where bullet points quell the silence
Category: Music
Where random happens
Just a big ‘ol pile of random today: Yesterday was the last day of preschool for CJ. I am the father of a kindergartner. I’m having issues with this reality. If you’re one of the three & a half regular readers, you’ll know that I take karate with CJ. Often, there are too many of… Continue reading Where random happens
Where I define the music that has made me
If you’ve been around here for awhile, you know that I’m a musician. Yes, I’m a father. And a nutjob someone who takes his health seriously. And a web developer. But I’m a musician — in fact, lately, I’d say that I’m “a musician” more than I am most anything else1. Music makes up a… Continue reading Where I define the music that has made me
Where I chronicle a busy, fun weekend, renewing the “daddy” part of my handle
My poor performance at the marathon had been looming over my head for a full week, which isn’t entirely horrible. Because, with the way my mind works, I’ve been figuring out how I can run the distance again, and run it better, and do better, and, you know, actually feel like I ran a marathon.… Continue reading Where I chronicle a busy, fun weekend, renewing the “daddy” part of my handle
Where I try to plan for the busy stretch
You’ll have to excuse me as, again, I find myself turning to this here blog to try to keep the crazy at bay . . . I have a particularly busy stretch coming ahead, and need to plan it out, so I figure the three and three-quarters of you still reading will keep from unsubscribing… Continue reading Where I try to plan for the busy stretch
Where I process this past weekend
A long time ago, I started a blog specifically to chronicle my cycling. Then it turned into “how I was going to get myself healthy.” It didn’t take long, however, for me to start writing to “keep the crazy at bay.” I don’t write here as much as I once did, mostly because I find… Continue reading Where I process this past weekend
Where I contemplate life as a musician
I still remember my thought process in college. At the start of my freshman year, I was eager to get my degree in music education. Sure, my salary might not be quite as much as it could be, otherwise, but I’d be able to moonlight with private lessons and gigs of some sort or other… Continue reading Where I contemplate life as a musician
Where I think on confidence
No matter how things play out, there is always a difference between “real life” and “virtual life.” For some, that difference can be marked and quite intentional — for others, it may be minimal. But, there’s no doubting that, being behind the screen that is “being online” people are different. The “me” that shines through… Continue reading Where I think on confidence
Where I let out some of the random spilling about my head
I wish I held the ability to think of something and, like Elsa, “let it go.” But, once my mind hits “I think I should…” or “what would it take to…”, well, I have to, at least, think through whatever my brain stumbled upon. I listened to Nick Offerman’s recording of Paddle Your Own Canoe1,… Continue reading Where I let out some of the random spilling about my head
Where I present a huge helping of random before the holidays
I have figured out what my introduction music would be, if I were a major league baseball player: First three innings: Grieg’s In The Hall of the Mountain King (from Peer Gynt) Second three innings: The cannon-firing portion of Tchaikovsky’s 1812 overture Final three innings: First movement from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony (right from the start)… Continue reading Where I present a huge helping of random before the holidays