We made it, sheesh. Half way through a week never took so long. I am leaving for Anchorage on Friday, weather permitting, and I'm not even close to going. Luckily I have a blog to keep me interested.
MidWeek Music Update: I am so promiscuous in my musical affections. I go around sampling different artist and become infatuated, exited, aroused and obsessed with a artist or band then a newer (or older) shinier one comes a long and I skip off after it. This new, exciting musical infatuation involves a dangerous duo.
Robert Plant and Alison Krauss from their Album "Raising Sand" What do you get when you mix a trippy rock god with a angel voiced bluegrass princess? Well I'll tell you, you get gold, solid, dark, ultra creamy, drippy, gooey black GOLD. This album has been ruling my life. I mean ruling it with an iron fist. This album is my musical dictator, tyrant an slavemaster. I can't even describe it, some songs are upbeat, some are agonizingly slow, either way they oozing emotion and meditation. If you are starting to come into the meditative rhythms of this dark hour of the four seasons, I highly suggest you buy this album, put it on as you drive to work, go to sleep, eat your lunch and contemplate the meaning of everything.
THE BEGINNINGS OF AN AUTHOR: I've started writing a novel, book, novella, epic saga...I'm not sure yet. But I work on it pretty regularly. I was thinking how cool it would be if I posted the rough draft in pieces as I go along, that way I could get feedback and you the reader could help shape how it turns out. I have a basic story line that is set, but the details can be up to you too. The only problem is that the story is kind of dark, gross, and sick. This is RADIATE WARMTH. I'll post the first paragraph here, but the rest can be found at the story's blog at http://leonardkhumple.blogspot.com which is linked to the right somewhere. I'm not asking you to read two of my blogs, just read Radiate Warmth. If you have extra time and would like to help me write a really messed up story check out Lenny's page.
The Story is called Leonard K. Humple here is the first couple paragraphs:
10:19 pm Tuesday, in Apartment 307D in Bremerton, Washington. Leonard K. Humple sleeps peacefully on his recliner, extender foot rest erect but sagging from the weight of his massive calves. The big toe of his left foot pokes out of the yellow banded tube sock, the sock, however, does not match the navy blue banded sock on the other foot. Regardless of band color, they both smell like mildewed boot leather. His white fake leather Velcro shoes sit in disarray at the foot of the recliner. His belly spills out of his unbuttoned, pleated knock off Dockers slacks.
The muted television flickers images of Ron Popeil’s infomercial for his famous Ronco Showtime Rotisserie Grill.
“Not one, not two, not three but four easy payments of thirty-four ninety-nine.” He mouths over the screen into the yellow light of the room. Leonard farts and shifts in his recliner.
“That’s right folks, all you have to do is SET IT AND FORGET IT.” Ron says with a silent plastic smile. Sadly, that is what life has done to Leonard, set him and forgotten him, turning him in the hot steamy rotisserie of the Puget Sound lower class of life.
To read more go to the blog http://leonardkhumple.blogspot.com or use the link in my links section