Thursday, January 29, 2009

Anyone know...

that thing Stevie does near the end of one of Little Wing's choruses? It's escaped me for close to a decade now. I cannot figure it out. I have an idea of how it's done; I've played something that sounds like it--but I can't use it anywhere else. Somebody help!

Wait! I'm Lost.

Do you know I'm an overweight, lazy sod who can't be forced to exercise? Are you aware that I view perpetually chucking salty, oily food into my mouth as a religious exercise? Do you have high-tech monitoring equipment lodged into each burger I take in, each bag of chips that inevitably meets its maker the moment it touches my hands? Or has heaven seen fit to send me a lifeline? Yet again, the task involves the mention of weight loss pills.

Kung Hei Fat Choke

This year, I promise to try and practice writing a lot more. I need to learn how to do it, and how to do it well. I need to find out how the greats did it. Sure, I'll never have their talent but I think if I had an inkling of how they thought, how they always saw things so differently, and how they managed to muster the patience to see their ideas through, I'd be able to produce something that remotely resembles a piece of literature. That's my thing for the year. If squat happens, I'll start learning how to come up with catchy names for night clubs and the sort. Nothing beats seeing something you made in neon signs or, as this is the 21st century, digital signages.

Monday, January 05, 2009

Coming Up Roses

I think my younger brother's finally starting to find his rhythm. After what seemed like an eternity of goofing around and generally acting like everyone in the entire universe owed him a favor, he's wised up and started a small business. From what I hear, business is good and he's not unhappy about the hours and being his own boss, either. He's got what you may call minor issues with authority figures, as evidenced by the sheer number of jobs he's rifled through (sales jobs, desk jobs, manual labor, you name it) so it's great that he's seemed to have found a niche. I'm thrilled for him. For the first time in a long while, I can see pride in his eyes again and his step has a confident bounce to it. Looks like we're in for a good year.