A Narrow Window
February 7, 2008 in Blogs
A good part of the day was invested in preparing for the arrival of someone from a state agency, coming to talk with us about one of our houseguests; that part ended not so long ago, and as I returned to my room to focus on my work, I remembered that today being Thursday meant I have a Collision rehearsal this evening, and will be rushing out of here in half an hour or so to get Baxter.
I made some little progress on the practice recordings for the band; I was working on them last night when the drummer called. He wanted to talk, stir up my memories about events surrounding our time together in The Last Psalm, the band I ran in my last years of high school and early college years, mumble-mumble decades ago. I enjoyed talking to him, and managed after some head-banging to remember that one song that he could not quite remember, the first song he ever played with us. On the other hand, I probably would have gotten another song finished, moving us that much closer to being ready to rehearse with the drums, or at least gotten to bed a bit earlier, had I not been so long on the phone, so every good thing comes with a price.
Part of that price is that I might have gotten an earlier start today, and so would not be running off quite so soon for my next obligation; but that is how it goes. I shall return.
–M. J. Young
Coding error fixed 6/30/11