Spent the morning drinking coffee on the patio with J. watching the cherry blossoms float down by the hundreds like static in the air. I'm deliberating whether or not I should return my parasol, as I don't really need it but it will probably come in handy during those hot mornings with stagnant air.
We sipped coffee and mildly argued about the films we saw last night at the Roxy - Cold Mountain and Master and Commander. Both equally shitty, but one was funnier and the other was more. . . seaworthy. Hollywood bugs me but there's something about going to the cheap movie theatre just to watch bad movies, rather than waiting waiting waiting for that perfect film to come around. Renee Zellweger was cool, so was Mr. White.
I now know how the lottery makes it's money. Old ladies like their lottos. I was standing behind an old lady at the grocery store and she probably took five minutes organizing her requests -- Single with a yes, single with a no, six quick picks, personal number accounts, handling the money, serving the food. So there wasn't any food being served. But -- the lady took her time, and I saw her inner self gnarling away at the possibilities that she's just purchased. Everything purchased these days seems to be a possibility. Wafers. They're all wafers. Answering services I don't own, a place to live that I don't own. . . owning costs.
I probably should write a poem today. I feel like cancelling class. My students were being a little bratty yesterday and I don't want to see them on a sunny Friday. Also, I need to buy a workbook for the morning pages. I plan on this summer being a summer of writing (what I want) and music.
Tomorrow I step into the studio to record a new album. A second CD. Should be good. I'll be recording another CD later this month with S-L.
Posted by matty-b at April 9, 2004 11:12 AM