"What if the lights go out?" - Shivaree, Goodnight Moon
I've never been very disciplined. I'm good at bargaining with myself. I'm also prone to getting completely thrown off of a routine by slight changes. So, of course, last weekend's Sunday night out totally threw this week out of whack. My sleep schedule, my morning rituals, my workouts, my everything was askew. The running theme of every day was my lack of time.
So, I didn't have time to tell you about Halloween and our night with Pigeon John and DJ Shadow. I didn't tell you how the House of Blues was filled with a bunch of Olds (or, at least, people mostly my age) for a DJ show. I didn't tell you how much fun we had.
In fact, I didn't have time to do one of these posts last week. Or post much of anything here all of this week. No discussions of The Walking Dead (loving it) or the election (although last week's This American Life had a chapter about the Democrats that pretty well expresses my exasperation with them) or how I've become infatuated with soups.
Mostly, I had time for sleeping at odd hours and thinking a lot about work. I'm full of ideas these days and this upcoming week is going to be about getting them out of my head and onto a board or something and figuring out which ones are worth pursuing and how.
We did gain a fictional extra hour today so, hopefully, I can make it count.
- The Best Thing I Saw This Week: The aforementioned Walking Dead is pretty spectacular. I also very much enjoyed catching most of both volumes of Kill Bill yesterday.
- The Best Thing I Heard This Week: Anything and everything by Hans Zimmer but particularly the Inception soundtrack which dominated my playlists this week and proved to be great music for getting in a work rhythm quickly.
- What I'm Currently Reading: Honestly...not much. I just picked up The Failure again today, which has gotten very funny so hopefully I will finish that this week. I also am finally up to the last volume of 100 Bullets (Wilt) and will definitely finish Azarello and Risso's Noir Opus in the next few days.
- The Thing I Read This Week That Most Resonated:
The truth of the matter is we do care about our communities. How we handle complaints against a public servant who we pay with our tax dollars may be very different then how we deal with Ray Ray the Thug who lives in our hood and is causing problems. And to be quite frank, we’ve long had ‘Increase the Peace’ rallies, ’Stop the Violence‘ summits Summer Jam festivals to raise money for peace organizations etc all in our communities. Why some insist on acting like they don’t happen is beyond me. It suggests that those who make such claims are disconnected from the people and neighborhood they critiquing.
Why? Because I haven't had much to say about Oscar Grant's murder or the aftermath because it just makes me so sad. Davey D puts to virtual paper a lot of the anger and frustration situations like this, and this one in particular where an entire subway full of people watched a young man get killed and, still, his killer receives less time than there is between the Summer and Winter Olympics, creates in me.
I don't have the words so I'm grateful someone else did.
And, with any luck, I'll wake up tomorrow and will be thankful for the day. I started this talking about my own lack of time but, that's not true. I seem to have it in abundance.
Mr. Grant, however, has none.
Let's go!