Brainstormed
My brain is fried.
Like chicken.
I wanted to sit down and reflect on some things I left church thinking about this morning.
But alas.
Instead, the thoughts going through my head only make up a confusing collage of ideas about sound problems (why my amp couldn't be heard this a.m.), cold weather, the coming week, band schedules, playing F.E.A.R. on the PC, and why 8:00 on a Sunday morning is so difficult.
Also, I've got this funky pain in my right arm. My whole forearm aches. Now I have a thought running through my head about getting old.
Blue Collar Comedy Tour is on TV. Larry the Cable Guy. I've been laughing. I've also been explaining jokes to Stacey. Stacey, "Here's your sign."
Just kidding.
Sad thing is, another week starts in just a few hours. There's a lot on my plate this week. Hopefully, this dazed/confused feeling I have tonight will pass.
One of my cats just sneezed.
Alrighty then.
Like chicken.
I wanted to sit down and reflect on some things I left church thinking about this morning.
But alas.
Instead, the thoughts going through my head only make up a confusing collage of ideas about sound problems (why my amp couldn't be heard this a.m.), cold weather, the coming week, band schedules, playing F.E.A.R. on the PC, and why 8:00 on a Sunday morning is so difficult.
Also, I've got this funky pain in my right arm. My whole forearm aches. Now I have a thought running through my head about getting old.
Blue Collar Comedy Tour is on TV. Larry the Cable Guy. I've been laughing. I've also been explaining jokes to Stacey. Stacey, "Here's your sign."
Just kidding.
Sad thing is, another week starts in just a few hours. There's a lot on my plate this week. Hopefully, this dazed/confused feeling I have tonight will pass.
One of my cats just sneezed.
Alrighty then.
1 Comments:
Getting older. I think about that all the time. Unfortunately it's usually when I'm trying to drift off to sleep.
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