Writer, Christian, bibliophile, musician, generalist.
1. I am not meant for warm climates. Especially ones without central air as a regular occurrence. That, I would say, is the #1 drawback of having moved.
I think it will be good that we are in a mild winter.
Also, I should probably install my air conditioner, rather than just having it sit on the window sill. I think it will probably be much better once I seal it up.
I don’t think I’ll be able to stay awake for long.
2. Gandalf’s final line in The Return of the King is a killer.
"Go in peace! I will not say do not weep: for not all tears are an evil."
Pretty well a surefire way to instant waterworks.
3. Time is slipping by so quickly! It’s nearly August. Nearly unbelievable.
1. My life is currently full of people on the move, myself included. I really need to get moving over with, but I am lacking in motivation to do so.
I think one piece of motivation could be the fact that I am currently hungry and haven’t got any food in my apartment to eat right now. That should probably change tomorrow.
2. Return of the King is beautiful, action packed, and hard to put down. I’m so close to the end, I just want to knock it all out.
3. I feel very restless lately, but in a far different way than I used to. It used to be that my restlessness would stem from not knowing what to do next and trying to scramble to do something significant.
But right now, my restlessness stems from knowing exactly what it is I’m going to do, but trying to get myself to move slowly and carefully in order to do whatever it is well. Now is the time for plans, and good ones. I know what the end result is, but the number of paths to take to get there are many.
I have rarely been so sure about anything in my life.
4. I would really like a cheeseburger right now. Weird late night craving.
Someday I hope to read this and say, “Oh, remember that time I really wanted a cheeseburger?”
1. I am tired of moving. I still have stuff at my old place, but I have less and less a desire to do anything about it. I probably should have just moved everything at once. I think it would help if I had all of my space open for me to use.
2. My finger is healing nicely, but I keep poking things. This needs to not happen.
3. Tonight’s post is a bit too observational for my taste, but I am exhausted, so it’s bed time.
1. This is the first post I am writing from my awesome new room on Bosworth. My girlfriend, my brother, and one of my new roommates helped me make quick work of my belongings in a U-Haul cargo van. 2 trips. Made quick work thereof. As it turns out, I don’t really have that much stuff. I have enough, too much even, but not that much. It all pretty well fits in my new room. I’m pretty jazzed.
It’s also very nice to once again live in a rectangular space. My room at my old place was a trapezoid. It was weird. I made it work, though.
2. My bank account has been crazy this summer. So many ups and downs. In a good way, I think.
3. My life has become a series of intense decisions. I’ve come to the realization that no matter what kind of affirmation I seek from anyone else, in the end, I am the only one who can make the decisions in my life. Which is kind of scary in a way. I think I’ve relied pretty heavily over the years on good advice from people I love and respect. I’ve always followed my gut, but as I get older, the stakes get higher.
I feel as though seemingly wandering blindly through the dark might be a part of adulthood.
4. So. Lady Thor. Black Cap. You’re probably wondering what I think. Or not, who cares.
Point is, it’s a publicity stunt. Do I want a prominent female superhero? Heck yes. Major superheroes representing any and all people groups? Absolutely. Do I think it’s a good idea for Marvel to swap out genders and races of long-established superheroes? Maybe, but for different reasons. I feel like Marvel is doing this to continue their advertisement of, “Look how much more progressive we are than DC”. Good job Marvel, it’s working.
I think they’ll be able to tell some extremely interesting stories, but in the end, I don’t think they’ll be able to turn superheroes this significant into mantles, rather than individuals. In the end, Captain America will be tied to Steve Rogers, and Thor will be tied to…well…Thor. I think they were on to something much better when they debuted Kamala Khan as the new Ms. Marvel. Ms. Marvel is a title; different people have come and gone under that moniker. But Cap always comes back to Rogers, and Thor is just Thor. Sure Beta Ray Bill picked up Mjolnir. So did a lot of people. And yeah, Thor was a frog for a spell (haha, get it?), but the point is, they all revert to the original.
The bigger problem for me deals with the recent unoriginality of media. Nobody is taking risks anymore. With all of the sequels, reboots, prequels, etc., people are going for things that will make money, rather than things that are culture-creating. And sure, there’s a lot to be said for that. People want to make as much money as they can. But that sucks from an artistic angle. If Marvel really wanted to be progressive, they would give somebody like Kelly Sue DeConnick or G. WIllow Wilson a headline title. Or bring in great nerds like Donald Glover to pen some books; I think he’d do every bit as well as Kevin Smith does writing Batman. These would be moves worth talking about. But gender/race swapping superheroes that have been around since the 40s/60s? Media-fodder.
We need new art. Steve Rogers discovering the Internet was funny, but that’s been played out. I’d love to see a platinum age of comics. I’d love to see the industry change in significant ways. I think we are still enough at the cusp of this age of digital comics that innovation just begging to be let loose.
But anyway…until then, I’ll be sitting over here in the corner reading these indie comics and obscure graphic novels I love so much….
1. To do tomorrow:
- move some more
- contiunte moving
2. Another easy 8-mile run today.
3. I am ready for some normalcy to return to my life in the coming week. Routines are good, and I thrive on them.
1. I have put a bit too much junk in my body over the last two days. Delicious junk, but still. I’m feeling the effects. A nice long run is in the works for tomorrow.
I feel greasy.
2. Day 2, finger injury: still bleeding when I accidentally poke things, which happens far more often than I’d like.
3. Taizé service tonight in Oak Park. I’m realizing I don’t spend nearly enough time in silent prayer, which I hope to change sooner, rather than later.
1. My typing tonight is considerably clunkier and more time-intensive than usual due to the fact that I am now missing the tip top of my right index finger. It was a tragic pickle-making accident today with a mandolin slicer. I probably should have paid more attention to what I was doing, though.
It bled for something like 2 hours, though! I thought it’d never stop. It’s actually still bleeding right now, if only a little. I lost a lot of blood today. It would probably be better if I stopped accidentally poking things.
But those were some good pickles. They went great with the homemade smashed burgers, fries, and even made-from-scratch ketchup my lovely girlfriend and I made this evening. We’re working on making our own condiments, and it has been a success so far. That ketchup is tasty. And simple! Just tomato paste, vinegar, sugar, and some spices.
2. I hadn’t realized how much Russian song Hvorostovsky had recorded until just now. By pretty well every major composer, too. Man, he sings well. A little muscular, but the bravado! An exciting sound.
3. More and more of my belongings are being transported to the new place! I think I’ll be ready to get over there when the time comes. Which is good, because that time is Saturday.
1. One of the big news stories from this week is about how scientists have been developing the darkest black known to man, which only allows .035% of light to escape. That’s pretty black.
Really, I think we’re just one step closer to Hooloovoo, a hyper-intelligent shade of the color blue.
2. My buddy Zach and I (a part of The Local Historians) played a really neat open mic night at this place called The Uncommon Ground tonight. I thought we played pretty well, and got some great feedback.
I think it’s going to be fun to continue to go to those in the future.
3. There don’t seem to be enough hours in the day! I need more time.
4. I’m trying really hard to be motivated about writing here, but I’ve just got so many exciting things going on in other parts of my life that they’re all I can think about!
1. 11 miles today.
And it was relatively easy. In fact, even the last mile felt great. I think I’m on the fast track to success. Especially considering I ran 11 miles this week faster than I ran 10 miles last week. That was pretty cool. I never expect myself to do better than 10:00 miles as a rule, but most of the time, that happens anyway.
It’s strange to think that 6 months ago it was a real struggle to run for 20 minutes in one stretch, but now I can pretty well run for 2 hours and not be any worse for the wear.
It did start pouring rain when I was 9 miles in. That was less than pleasant. But I think it actually might have kicked me into overdrive and helped me run better for the last 2 miles.
Again, I could have gone farther today, but I didn’t. Self control.
2. I don’t know why, but it’s always really awkward to run into people I know in out-of-context places. I never feel quite right saying hi, no matter how much I feel I’d like to.
3. I need to figure out a way to spend less money. My budgeting skills are doing fine; I’m staying well within my means, but I feel like I could be doing things a little bit better.
1. Life has been moving really quickly as of late. I wish there was something I could do about this, but I think that’s just what I’m going to have to deal with for a bit longer.
There is so much excitement to be had!
2. I have been completely dropping the ball on this writing thing. I think it’s all of the running and reading I’ve been doing that’s so tired me out. I wish there were more time or energy in the day.
3. I need to get my voice back into shape. I have not been singing nearly enough lately, and I’m suffering for it. Things to change promptly upon moving!
1. Another Saturday finished.
2. I really don’t feel like writing right now.
3. Actually I feel like writing a lot, but nothing I really feel like publishing.
1. Richard Miller is possibly more sure of himself than any other writer I think I’ve ever read. He’s brilliant, and he makes some great points, but boy is he cocksure.
My favorite part so far is where he talks about lip-trilling as the “ubiquitous catch-all fetish” that’s rocking the nation. (In 2004, at least.)
He also uses the words “international school” instead of “Italian school”. But he does make me want to read Lamperti.
2. I am up late; this never seems to happen anymore, and I think I missed this.
3. I did the easiest 8 miles I’ve ever run this morning. Felt absolutely great. Could have gone longer, but didn’t. That was probably a good decision.
4. I weighed 199.5 lbs this morning. I feel weird broadcasting my weight since it’s always been such a private thing for me, but I felt fantastic about that.
I have no idea of the last time I weighed under 200 pounds.
5. I need to work on asking better questions. I’m trying to be good at it, but it is certainly an acquired skill. But one worth mastering, I think.
1. I wish I was better in conversation at turning things away from harmful subjects. It’s often so much easier just going along with what is said.
2. Today was a great motivating day; I’m hoping I can keep it going for tomorrow.
3. It was really nice to both begin and end my day with social time. That’s not something I do nearly often enough.
1. Sometimes, when I am reading in the evening, I find myself deep in thought down some tangent. A couple of minutes in, I realize that I am effectively asleep and had just kind of let myself doze. It often happens without me realizing it, so it’s always amusing when the I finally become aware again.
2. I have a big mouth; but sometimes, that is an okay thing. Progress is a great thing.
3. An hour ago, I was rarin’ to go; now it’s all I can do to keep my eyes open. Big day, though. Ran 6 miles, read a bunch, had a couple of important meetings, and then hung out with friends. Today was a great day.
1. I feel as though I am doing a lot these days, but then when I look back over the day at the end, it doesn’t really seem like that much.
My time is falling in the cracks somewhere.
I think part of the problem is I’ve been running in the mornings, so my willpower is depleted for the rest of the day.
2. I saw yesterday one of the odder things I’ve see in Chicago in recent times. As I was running down to the lake front trail, I came up behind a guy who was walking down the sidewalk in black sweats with a bag tied around his neck on all fours.
Training of some variety?
3. Today’s 6 was a piece of cake, I am happy to say. Not a big deal to run six miles and then be done with it. Again, I love running.