So you know, I'm having a LOT of trouble with the supposedly labor-saving" third-party utility I used for my photo slide shows, so if you're only seeing two, or ten pics on those... it's temporary and will be fixed. Maybe these two old shows on a former "under construction" page will work. Or this one.
Today I woke up, put on my robe because it was chilly, and sat in front of the giant 57 inch TV as I spoke on the phone to Vanessa in The Land of Faraway. Things are all set and I'm doing some of our paperwork for the big next gig. The rejuvenating effect a nice phone call with her has right now can't be overstated. Honestly, out here in the hinterland, I've been getting a little stir crazy and lonely without her. I would likely feel that way no matter where I was.
It's a bittersweet feeling, missing someone you love. It's a tug at the heart that reminds you that you are tied to another person, and that their happiness and well-being are at least as important to you as your own. The pull causes you both some degree of discomfort, even pain at times, and in response you want to throw your arms around the other... but you can't reach them, not until they come home. Unless you have freakishly long arms which can somehow reach hundreds or thousands of miles... but if you do, I doubt you're probably in a relationship. More likely, you are locked away in some government research facility. But I digress...
Right now I'm sitting in Wichita, Kansas at Dusty's. I'm in Wichita because I have to pick him up at the airport tomorrow, and my good buddy Nick is coming into town with his girlfriend tonight. Very excited to see him and meet the lucky lady. I forgot my razor, and I didn't shave today...or yesterday. I may be arrested for vagrancy.
I mean no offense to anyone at all by saying this, but while I have enjoyed spending a good deal of time with my family in the last few weeks, I will be very excited to leave Kansas jump back into my LIFE.
My dog got an emergency bath yesterday. It is actually the first time I ever bathed a dog, and it was a lot easier than I'd expected. We were taking our morning walk yesterday when he found some patch of grass he decided to fall in lust with. He would sniff at it, then roll and rub himself around in it. This was fascinating, and it went on for maybe ten minutes. I could not decipher the appeal of this random spot he'd chosen. We got back to the house, where the furnace was being worked on. Once in a confined space, well, I don't know what he found I know it caused him to smell like concentrated ass. Thus, emergency bath.
I had a really pleasant experience yesterday giving a little workshop for some high school kids in Hillsboro, Kansas. My music teacher from high school teaches there now, and she's better off for it. For many years I have said that I would've had a real leg up if I had grown up in larger school system that afforded more opportunity. I figured that it was because of the size and location of my high school that there was so little focus and opportunity for students there compared to most. So, when I visited with these very fortunate kids, my eyes were opened. This school is no bigger than mine was, 30 miles away. The facilities, programs, and... everything... are much, much better than what we had in Peabody. Sadly, proportionally speaking they have comparatively LESS now, there. I never really knew, I guess, where my high school fit or what its reputation was among other similar or "rival" area schools. Now I know... and sadly, they're right. As a side note, the kids I saw today have a lot going for them. Everyone who sang for me was excellent, with three or four really exceptional kids. The "worst" of the singers today would've been by far the best at PHS when I was in school. We weren't talent rich, we had to grade on the curve. I'm proud of Mrs. Just (my former teacher) for what she's managed to accomplish in a district where she's doesn't have to fight for everything she gets. Lucky kids!
Matt, you need to update your blog. Oh wait, you did.
To everyone - some of you, according to my trackers, are getting to the site/blog via OLD links. Please update your links and access via www.donwinsor.com as opposed to old convoluted AOL referrers. Those may stop working at some point.
I will close as I summarize today's mood using a haiku.
Each day as I wake
I try to remind myself
Do not be a tool
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