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Lows in the 40s.

I’m ready for fall. The brisk cold and the hooded sweatshirts. The white noise of rain lulling me to sleep through my open window. The bright red leaves in my school courtyard tumbling to the ground as I walk in to work. The change and the slowing down and the rest and the extra sleeping and the soothing darkness and refreshing cold.

For October, I have lined up 9 shows to see. I have a going away party to go to and some union work to do and at least two volunteer projects to do. There’s one more Sounders game, some movies I want to see and a trip to the aquarium with my teetotaler friends. October will be good.

I’d like for some things to happen, though. I’d like to finish up some house projects, finish up some internet projects, write enough good songs to make a seven inch and I’d like for any of the dates I’ve been on or ladies I’ve talked with (hello, red haired girl, don’t quit on me now!) to pan out into something awesome. All in due time.

Tonight, I worked with a group to do some phone calls to support approval of Washington’s Referendum 71, which reaffirms the law already on the books that guarantees rights for domestic partnerships. I think I’ll go back next week, and not just to talk to the pretty lady there, but to continue doing good. Because it’s the right thing to do. Because it’s what I love doing the most. Because I’m surprisingly good at it.

I’ve also been kicking around this song idea in my head. I watched a jet leave behind water vapor as it heated the air one late summer night and wrote down some lyrics which struck me as particularly poignant. I haven’t played piano at home in a couple weeks because I’ve been working on rally stuff all the time and struggling to catch up with school stuff and I’m basically just too lazy to turn around and play on the other keyboard instead of this one. I found a secret electric piano at school that I’ve been playing after lunch for about five minutes a day, so I’m not giving up. I just haven’t written anything serious. However, as I was walking home from the bus stop, I took 39 seconds to use my phone to record this vocal track of those lyrics I was babbling about up there. Maybe I should write a cappella songs. Maybe I should learn to sing.

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A jet liner
cuts the air
in two pieces,
one yours,
the other mine.

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Now it’s time to party and we will party hard.

I spent all morning working on the rally promo DVD for the car show we’re taking the car to. I missed going to the seask8 opening that I wanted to attend. I missed the Sounders game (I thought it was on later. Duh.). I deserved a party for all my hard work, so I had one.

First, my mom called me up and told me she bought me a ticket for my sister’s roller derby. It was pretty bad ass. Again, I think the ladies of this world are getting finer or something magical is reawakening in my brain. It’s about time!

Then, I went through with my plans to attend Soul Club and dance. I thoroughly enjoy the soul music and dancing like the rhythmic but slightly dance-impaired dude that I am. My goal tonight was not to care and just try to have fun. That is exactly what I did. I dressed up in my fine fashions, shirt and tie and everything, shined up a little bit and looked my best. I’m no expert on hot dudes, but I must say I was looking hell of fine. It’s no wonder that it was easy to chat up a nice-looking young lady. We exchanged smiles and glances and then it was on. I was pretty good at chatting and starting bits of conversation and dancing and smiling and eye contact. I think she left me an opening to buy her a drink, but I’m also pretty sure that she was below the self-imposed 5 year limit so I was a bit relieved to hear her say “Nice to have met you.” I’ll rationalize this more by saying my goal wasn’t to go home with anyone anyways. (but I wouldn’t complain if I did…) Anyways, I’m just getting back into this scene and need to learn quite a few things since I never really have done this the traditional way. Things always just used to work out right. So tonight, I learned (or remembered or reinforced) that I am awesome. Other near successes: almost asked a lady to dance (that would have been a super success), made eyes and sometimes smiles at many a lady, and had a great time until my feet hurt. In all, my time at Soul Club was pretty amazing. I’m ready for one more dance party on Monday and then I’m ready to party continuously in Europe!

I also got an email on my Stranger ad. Things are looking up!

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