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A View to a Kill
So very cranky. Got a couple hundred words done on my Palm TX before Erin's concert last night, but the file wouldn't transfer back to the laptop, and just opening it on the TX made the thing crash. Trying to dredge it back up from my memory, but it is not working so well.
Sufficiently sick of this project that I'm back to reading source material for what I really want to do. Current before-bedtime book is Stephen Baxter's Voyage.
Erin's concert was good - she insists that it was one of the worst performances she's ever put on, but either I'm just unable to hear the failings, or she's like me in that she's never happy with what she does. I honestly think it's the latter. After the BC jazz and brass and wind and concert ensembles performed, the fusion band performed for a while. I do not get that at all. For much of their performance, it seemed like the only goal was to squeeze as much sound into as little linear time as possible. The other bands, I can listen to and put images or ideas to; with the fusion band, I was honestly thinking about fusion reactors, or "unholy fusion of [insert things what shouldn't oughta be fused]." Just not my thing.
Two new CDs yesterday - Queensryche's Operation Mindcrime II and Car Wheels on a Gravel Road by Lucinda Williams. OM2 is a good follow-up, but it's not quite the piece of work its predecessor is. Car Wheels is just a joy to listen to.
Dad, having driven for Heartland Express for less than a month, is already looking to jump ship. The trucks are insufficiently powered for his taste. At least I get this part of my personality honestly, huh?
Two days until new James Bond. I have high hopes for this one.
Sufficiently sick of this project that I'm back to reading source material for what I really want to do. Current before-bedtime book is Stephen Baxter's Voyage.
Erin's concert was good - she insists that it was one of the worst performances she's ever put on, but either I'm just unable to hear the failings, or she's like me in that she's never happy with what she does. I honestly think it's the latter. After the BC jazz and brass and wind and concert ensembles performed, the fusion band performed for a while. I do not get that at all. For much of their performance, it seemed like the only goal was to squeeze as much sound into as little linear time as possible. The other bands, I can listen to and put images or ideas to; with the fusion band, I was honestly thinking about fusion reactors, or "unholy fusion of [insert things what shouldn't oughta be fused]." Just not my thing.
Two new CDs yesterday - Queensryche's Operation Mindcrime II and Car Wheels on a Gravel Road by Lucinda Williams. OM2 is a good follow-up, but it's not quite the piece of work its predecessor is. Car Wheels is just a joy to listen to.
Dad, having driven for Heartland Express for less than a month, is already looking to jump ship. The trucks are insufficiently powered for his taste. At least I get this part of my personality honestly, huh?
Two days until new James Bond. I have high hopes for this one.