The payoff for having days when you feel like crap are days where nothing can bother you. Mi madre(who's in k-ville with the new parents and baby) needs me to go to the poconos to pick up mail? No problem, as one the way back, I can go to Hot Dog Johnny's. Have to go to my nephew's birthday party at a bowling alley where you are reminded how loud kids can be? No problem. Getting my ass handed to me by my brother in ping pong? There'll be other games.
I suppose it started friday, when I went with folks from work to play pool and eat at Applebee's. Pool was great and the company engaging. As for pool, knowing a nice place to play close to work and home and with regulation tables has re-enthused me about playing pool, so I will try to go again this week. At one of my apartments in Gainesville, there was a pool table in the common room, and I played everyday with Javi.
I listened to Beethoven's Ode to Joy on the way up to the mountains and back to the bro's place. It's hard enough getting four chords and lyrics together, I couldn't imagine how hard it would be to write music for an entire symphony and chorale. I am as always amazed when I take the time to listen to that music. It blows me away.
Play it loud and let it envelope you.
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