onsdag, augusti 31, 2005

Creativity revisited

Sometimes IT gets to me.

When that happens I resort to my slide guitar playing. And dream of writing the great novel. It came to me a year or two ago in a dream and includes ... nah, I'll save it.

What is it with the idea of so-called creative occupations that is so tempting? I know a few people who are writing or making music and in the end they all have to prostitute their talents to make ends meet.

Another attractive dream is that of running my own restaurant/cafe/bar and be the Maitre d' or bartender... But I know a few people in that trade as well, and they seem to spend all their evenings and weekends at work stressed out to a bloody pulp.

Even if they drive fancy cars to their decent flats and houses they don't seem to have the time to enjoy them fully.

But on the other hand neither do I, and I spend a lot of time in a dull cubicle in front of a glaring screen ... It must be better to spend it on the "wrong" side of a bar or behind a guitar in front of a crowd??

Gah, sometimes IT gets to me.

tisdag, augusti 23, 2005

Summer's back - with a vengeance!

Of course it HAD to happen. Once everyone in the office got back from their vacation, summer cranked up the gas to maximum. Yesterday we had 29 degrees (centigrade) in the shade.

The office has AC though so it was kinda nice to get in after lunch, only I'd much rather cool down at the beach or under a parasol in a nice beer garden or sumthin', you know what I'm saying...

On an other level, my grooming efforts have kinda backlashed! The "näsfräs" (previous) that I've used extensively over the summer has kept my nostrils free of hair, BUT my right nostril developed a nasty sore. I cannot say with a 100% certainty that it is there because of my using the näsfräs, but I have no anamnesis of narial traumatism.

onsdag, augusti 17, 2005

Summer's almost gone...

...and vacation is most definitely over. Sucks.
Once you get used to the low tempo of 'la dolce far niente' it's time to gear up and start working. Alarm clock goes off like a grenade in the morning. It's been a week and a half now and I have't gotten used to it yet...