It Can Always Get Worse

I know that I have blogged about this before, but I have to say it again. No matter how bad things are, they can always get worse.

For example, my ankle has been hurting for the past several hours. When I got home, I took off my shoe and the sharp pain in my ankle has turned into a relentless throbbing pain that feels like it will never stop.

A part of me can help but wonder if my ankle would feel better if I had just left the shoe on.

Ouch.

Walking The Wrong Path

I am pretty good at my job. Not great yet but pretty good, and I am the type of person who at least tries to be great. I think that is part of why I have been feeling frustrated lately.

Another source of my frustration might be because I am in a production position again. My last job was another frustrating one and it was also a production job. Most of the jobs where I have been frustrated or unhappy have been jobs where I have to either produce or create. In my non-work life I have no problem with production or creation of podcasts, but that is stuff I do for fun.

Today I think I figured it out. I am by nature a troubleshooter. Figuring out how and where things go wrong is what I am built for. One of my former bosses said I was the best troubleshooter he had ever worked with.

I think I have isolated the problem; now I have to figure how to solve it.

Something That I Just Thought About

Since I was laid off last year, I have spent most of my days taking care of Stephen, getting Stephen from school or once I got my current job, dropping Stephen off at the babysitter while I went off to work. However, this fall Stephen will be going to school all day. I will be at work when he gets out. I don’t have to pick him up because he is going to catch the bus home with the babysitter’s kids and go with them until Patti gets off work.

It just occurred to me that I will have my mornings free. I think I will try and get into a local college and take some courses in something. I only wish I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up.

North Carolina Bound

Recently I have noticed that a few people on my life are leaving the Detroit area for North Carolina. Granted, these are people who are on the peripheral but they are still close enough to be noticed, daughters of friends who happen to also be friendly with me and (soon to be ex-) coworkers of Patti, but this is on the heels of people like my aunt who visits Charlotte several times a year for business.

This isn’t like the flood of people who went to Texas or Tennessee about 10 or 15 years ago, but most of the relocators are young and that’s never good for a dying area like Detroit.

Next thing you know, middle aged technologically oriented guys will be taking off for North Carolina. Then who will be left?
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You Can Tell…

… when someone doesn’t care about his health that much anymore when he has beef jerky, Chips Ahoy and an XL Cafe Mocha from Tim Horton’s for breakfast.

I’m not naming any names, just saying.

Is It Just Me?

Am I wrong in thinking that if there is a three day weekend, you should try and have the get-togethers on the second day and then use the last day as a day of rest and/or recovery?

I realize that I just don’t like having a lot of people in my house (and everybody knows that I don’t like having a lot of people in my house), but to me it would just make sense.

  • Day One, you clean the house and make sure you have everything. Any pre-cooking you can do gets out of the way early.
  • Day Two, you have everybody over and everyone stays until they leave. No one rushes out of the door and no one feels as though they are being rushed out the door.
  • Day Three, you sleep in late, you rest up, you clean the house and mentally prepare yourself for the remainder of the upcoming week.

That seems logical to me. Of course there are times when some of the people you want to invite will have to work on Day Two and depending on the strength of your relationship with them, you may want to reschedule. However if this same person has to work every time you schedule something on Day Two, then regardless of the strength of your relationship with them, they just get uninvited. Sorry, but I don’t see why someone else’s work should always impact my rest.

So, am I off base on this?

“In Jazz, A Song Is Just A Suggestion…”

This is a clip from a longer show about John Coltrane. The title of this post comes from a small interview with Joshua Redman and I loved it as soon as it came out of his mouth.

It is really weird to hear him say this because I was listening to Michael Butler’s excellent interview with Donovan in Rock N Roll Geek Episode 357 (which is one of the best interviews he has done) and a piece of advice was given regarding songwriting. Donovan asked Keith Richards about songwriting and was told (I’m paraphrasing here) “When I get ready to write a song, I listen to three Buddy Holly songs in a row, then I write a fourth.” Donovan and Butler talked for a few more minutes about doing that process.

That form of songwriting is what Redman describes. The only difference I can see is that long-form jazz allows for the musician to take familiar songs and add to it through improvisation, but the short-form nature of pop songs and rock tunes only allows for straight reinterpretation or else the songwriter is labelled as derivative at best.