Can you breathe or speak above a croak? I can't.

Christmas is over and done with. It was nice, I guess. Went to the folks' house for 24th-25th. Ran around the hometown a bit. On christmas day I kept getting phone calls and texts wishing me a merry christmas, etc from all the nice girls that I'm friends with and each time I was sitting near my mother so by the end of the day she was saying something about all the girls calling me and why am I not dating any of them. All I could say was that if I knew the answer to that question, then my life would be much easier.

I was fortunate enough to receive a digital camera as a gift this year so perhaps I will eventually learn not only how to use said camera but also how to post some photos on here.

I've spent the past four days sitting in my house. I've left maybe once a day and then only for a quick errand. A weird mix of boredom, social anxiety, guilt, general tiredness and a couple of dvd tv show box sets have kept me locked up. People have called and invited me out but when it came down to it I opted out or just didn't show. I just can't deal with anyone right now. I was planning on leaving to go to my folks' house for christmas yesterday but it just didn't seem to happen. I have to go tomorrow.

It's cold as hell outside. I need my big coat to leave.

head says "ouch!"

Ok, so I may have missed Aaron's surprise birthday party on friday but I managed to dance my ass off at the Beerland Winter Solstice Soul Party w/ DJ Tim Kerr. It was an awesome night. Early drinks with friends turned into late drinks and dancing with friends. Good shit. I was sore the next morning from shaking it too much. I'll leave the judging of my dancing to others but I was drunk enough not to care.

Really, could my heart and my brain be much more at odds than they already were? I would have said no but I would have been wrong. (Hey look! I used the subjunctive case!) But anyway, it's been a rather blah week excepting a certain night but this weekend is looking up. I'm going to a surprise party tonight which should be fun. Hopefully there will be other people I know there besides the bday boy and his girlfriend. I don't know about the rest of the weekend.

Go listen to McCartney, Paul McCartney's first solo record. It's a perfect bit of understated genius. It's very spare. It was recorded at home on an old four track machine right before the Beatles broke up.

While looking for a movie at I Love Video yesterday a crazy woman started getting excitedly mad at me. She was next to me with a guy and we were each browsing separately. I heard her start talking rather loud and forcefully but I was off in my own world. She was saying something about her kids in Galveston and summer camp or something but it took a good 30 seconds before I realized she was looking at/talking to me and she had this freaked out look in her eyes. As I looked up, the guy she was with grabbed her by the arm and turned her around and scolded her for, well, I guess for being crazy (or at least being crazy in public). The weird part is that he wasn't a friend or family member but obviously a boyfriend. Who'd date a crazy woman (though admittedly I've been close in the past)? The whole thing creeped me out and sent me upstairs to the director's section until they left.

I've been in a super foul mood for now for three days running with no explanation forthcoming. I've managed to get some reading done in lieu of going out and spending money. I started Out of Sight on sat night and just now finished it. I'm a big fan of the movie but I only now have gotten around to the book. In truth, it's not much of a book. Elmore Leonard seems to write extended script treatments rather than novels but that's ok. It was weird how much of the dialogue in the movie was lifted straight from the book. They're making a sequel to Get Shorty called Be Cool with JohnTravolta returning as Chili Palmer. Andre 3000 is also in it.

It's not so much that I don't have the time, as much as I lack the will. Sorry about not writing for so long. I do nothing, I see nothing. I'm doing a lot of sitting on my ass these days. I think when I'm done updating here I'm going to sit my ass on the porch and read in the nice weather.

Nothing much of interest has been going on. I went and played some music yesterday w/ Jon King, J Butler and Peter. I'm playing organ with this particular ensemble. It's Jon's stuff that he has been playing solo and now we're trying to get a band together around it so it was kinda slow going but I think will turn out pretty good.

The other band that I'm playing bass in is still alive but just. We seem to have a terminal inability to come up with a band name which is losing us shows. Not good. What a dumb reason not to be able to play. Well, whatever, it's not my band.