With Steel

True heavy metal guitar.

True heavy metal guitar.

I played a gig last night. I almost forgot to take my camera, which would have been a very bad thing, since I hadn’t taken any pictures that day, and the only way to get in my one-pic-a-day was to shoot at the gig before midnight. I don’t know what to think about this picture. I guess I think it’s kind of nice, but if I post it on one of the forums someone will say, “It’s really red,” or something that I’d not realized or was aware of. Anyway, I have to keep at it. At least the subject is fairly interesting. It’s my bandleader’s National Steel guitar, which is one of the coolest-sounding instruments on the face of the earth, lemme tell ya.

In other news, I’ve not been getting much of anything done lately, or so it feels. I read about or see other people accomplishing stuff, and my life seems to be at a standstill. I haven’t completed anything in I don’t know how long. I don’t feel like I’ve overcome any obstacles or learned anything new in months. Stuff that wasn’t complete in December still sits uncompleted. Stuff that I wanted to learn last summer still remains unlearned a year later. I would love to quit my job and go to school full time, take about fifty classes a semester, learn absolutely everything there is to know about everything, that type of thing. I wish I’d realized just how much great stuff there was out there to learn about when I was young and had such freedom to pursue education. It seems I wasted so much time back then.

These days I have to do things like cut the fence row growth down out back, clean the house, figure out the bills, do laundry, go to the day job, get the tires and brakes done on my car, weed the front yard – all this stuff that doesn’t seem to do a thing for my life, but which I can’t ignore lest I want to suffer some unpleasant consequences.

There has to be a better way to do this. There has to be some way I can make this stuff work.