March 11, 2004
Fifteen minutes ago, I was running down Lake Avenue. The wind was angry. It was blowing in my face for half of the run. That means it was at my back for half the run. If you are the type that looks for the bright side of things.
I was getting off my ass. Getting ready to run. “Seinfeld” was over. Time to get going. I looked out the window. It was raining. My brother called. He is building a house in the California desert – at least in part with his own hands. He calls me on Thursdays while he watches his son at baseball practice. We talk about his family, the Cavaliers, the Kings, the hated Lakers, the house and the jobs. My brother and I connect. At least I think we are connecting. Baseball practice was over and he was gone. It stopped raining while I was on the phone with my brother. I stretched out and did some things with dumbbells while listening to the Small Faces and Humble Pie. I air guitarred between push-ups and sit-ups. Laurie watched. We asked each other: is this what you thought it would be like in our early thirties? No. Not at all. I thought things would be different. What I thought, I don’t know except I imagined I would have a super fat wife with giant hair for whatever reason. As different as this is from the imagination that I can’t remember, I would not change a thing.
It is called an act of defiance. I got up off of my ass. I got my shit together. I ran in miserable weather. I did something. I ran. More than my normal 5K. I did something. An act of defiance. I look at pending additional responsibility and fading energy and the inevitable grave and I stand up. I do something. I defy. Covered in snow. I ran more. Right now. I am listening to “Heartbreaker” by Free. I am BLOGGING. Defiantly. Doing something.
posted by Thea at 9:57 PM
March 10, 2004
I want to remember this day. For being boring. For being tedious. For being a struggle. For being irritating. For sitting in the office. Ants in the pants. Watching the clock. Counting down the minutes. For being sluggish. For being tired. Failing to communicate. Failing to rise above it. Above the every day. Above the routine. Above the habits. All of the stuff that is not working. But I keep at it. Because that’s what I do. I want to remember the day. That I debated. Before I went to bed. What is more irritating? A nagging cough. Or something in my eye.
posted by Thea at 10:21 PM
March 9, 2004
Yesterday. Went out to dinner. After the Rock and Roll Radio Show. With Caryn and Dave. Both are friends of mine but were friends of Laurie’s first. I was told, before dinner – by Laurie, to behave myself. I focused on not being the center of attention. I think I did OK. I liked not being the center of attention. As a change of pace. But not forever. I am the center of your attention right now. After dinner. Watched the Cavaliers. Went running when I didn’t feel like it. Went to bed.
Woke up later (not late) this morning. Rode the bus with Young Pam. She was wearing the same distinctive winter hat as Pam. To reveal any more might give the impression of stalking. I am not stalking. I am paying attention.
Worked my ass off all morning on a project that had to get out the door today. Sat my ass off in a group meeting for over three hours this afternoon. Watched group leader give the West 117th Street Gang Sign to indicate that he was clearly lying to anybody in the group who is too dense to realize that group leader was lying. Left the office after the meeting. Went to mall record store and bought “Truth” by Jeff Beck. Went back to office. Closed door. Listened to “Truth” by Jeff Beck loudly on the computer. Went home.
I just ran. Didn’t feel like it. I am doing the 5K 4X per week thing. Just like W. I was in an extreme pain when I started. In so much pain, I thought I might hurt myself. I thought. After a half a mile. Maybe I should go back. You know. In case something breaks. I am close to home. Example. That’s what losers think. I kept running. Away from home. The same route I was running five years ago. The same route I was running. December 1999. When I conceptualized the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!) Best Of Bit, “What Do You Expect When You Dedicate Your Life to Show Business?”. The same route. Older. Slower. Fatter. The same route. In the opposite direction. My turn around point is on the other side of Lake Avenue. The pain went away. I ran strong. Like a fucking man. And yes. I am throwing up the West 117th Street Gang Sign. This whole running anecdote is a metaphor.
posted by Thea at 9:46 PM
March 8, 2004
Setlist for the Rock and Roll Radio Show – 03/01/04 - 5:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.
Phobia – Means of Existence – Means of Existence (Relapse, 1998)
Grief – Come to Grief – Come to Grief (Century Media, 1995)
Saint Vitus – Dying Inside – Born Too Late (SST, 1986)
Trouble – Tales of Brave Ulysses – Psalm 9 (Metal Blade, 1984)
Venom – Possessed – Possessed (Combat, 1985)
Possessed – Death Metal – Seven Churches (Relativity, 1985)
Slayer – Evil has no Boundaries – Show No Mercy (Metal Blade, 1983)
Pink Floyd – Interstellar Overdrive – Relics (Capitol, 1971)
Screaming Trees – Transfiguration – Even If and Especially When (SST, 1987)
Screaming Trees – End of the Universe – Buzz Factory (SST, 1989)
The God Squad – I Dream in Pink – Complete Collection (God Knows, 2003)
Setlist Rock and Roll Radio Show – 03/08/04 – 5:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.
Phobia – Means of Existence – Means of Existence (Relapse, 1998)
Entombed – Eyemaster - Wolverine Blues (Earache, 1994)
Hellacopters -Gimme Shelter - Cream of the Crap -Volume 1 (Gearhead, 2002)
Junior Wells - In the Wee Hours - Hoodoo Man Blues (Delmark, 1965)
Junior Wells - So All Alone - Blues Hit Big Town (Delmark, 1998)
Otis Rush - My Love Will Never Die - The Essential Otis Rush: The Classic Cobra Recordings (Fuel 2000, 2000)
Stevie Wonder - Living for The City – Innervisions (Motown, 1973)
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy- Dark On You Now - The Peanut Butter Conspiracy is Spreading/The Great Conspiracy (Collectables, 1999)
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy - Lonely Leaf - The Peanut Butter Conspiracy is Spreading/The Great Conspiracy (Collectables, 1999)
The Beau Brummels - That's Alright - Volume 2 (reissue) (Sundazed, 1995)
The Beau Brummels - Just A Little - Introducing (reissue) (Sundazed, 1995)
Everly Brothers - So Sad (To Watch Good Love Go Bad) - Walk Right Back: The Everly Brothers on Warner Bros (1960 to 1969) (Warner Bros., 1993)
Everly Brothers - Crying in the Rain - Walk Right Back: The Everly Brothers on Warner Bros (1960 to 1969) (Warner Bros., 1993)
Everly Brothers - Man with Money - Walk Right Back: The Everly Brothers on Warner Bros (1960 to 1969) (Warner Bros., 1993)
The Who - Man with Money - A Quick One (reissue) (MCA, 1995)
Badfinger - Maybe Tomorrow - Magic Christian Music (Apple, 1970)
Badfinger - Take It All - Straight Up (Apple, 1971)
posted by Thea at 8:20 PM
March 7, 2004
BLOG. Weekend Edition.
Friday. Read. Worked. Watched the Cavaliers on television. Ran. Did not go out. No Abdullah. No Volta Sound. If you are somebody who likes the aforementioned bands and is not a shut-in. Contact me care of either this website or WCSB Cleveland 89.3 FM ? home of the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!) because sometimes I like to do things with other people.
Saturday. Read. Rocked out. Watched the Cavaliers on television. Ran. Went to Smoking Steve?s 33rd Birthday Jam. Nice place. Good time.
Sunday. It seems like I spend all day on Sunday doing all of this little shit so I can sit on my ass for an hour with nothing to do. It?s after 8:30 p.m. Not there yet.
I will complain about the lack of downtime on tomorrow?s Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!) Also, I am doing the Rock and Roll Show from 5:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m. tomorrow as well. I will be playing less heavy metal than last week, crybabies.
posted by Thea at 8:34 PM
March 7, 2004
BLOG. Weekend Edition.
Friday. Read. Worked. Watched the Cavaliers on television. Ran. Did not go out. No Abdullah. No Volta Sound. If you are somebody who likes the aforementioned bands and is not a shut-in. Contact me care of either this website or WCSB Cleveland 89.3 FM – Home of the Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!) because sometimes I like to do things with other people.
Saturday. Read. Rocked out. Watched the Cavaliers on television. Ran. Went to Smoking Steve’s 33rd Birthday Jam. Nice place. Good time.
Sunday. It seems like I spend all day on Sunday doing all of this little shit so I can sit on my ass for an hour with nothing to do. It’s after 8:30 p.m. Not there yet.
I will complain about the lack of downtime on tomorrow’s Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show Starring Baby Fea (yea!) Also, I am doing the Rock and Roll Show from 5:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m. tomorrow as well. I will be playing less metal than last week, crybabies.
posted by Thea at 8:34 PM 