Archive for June, 2004

Meet Me In St. Louie, Louie.

Tuesday, June 29th, 2004

I’m Feeling: Okay
I’m Listening To: Silence following the end of the aforementioned Barenaked Ladies record.

My wife and I went to the first of a season’s worth of performances at the St. Louis Muny theatre last night… it was very neat. The weather was fantastic, the show (Meet Me in St. Louis) was very well done, and the traffic leaving the lot wasn’t bad.

We’ve pretty much decided that from here on out, if we’re in St. Louis, we’d like to continue to have season tickets to the shows… it’s just such a cool, enduring (86 years!) part of St. Louis culture.

Tonight, on the other hand, was fairly uneventful…we rolled a small jug’s worth of change ($65.00, woo-hoo!) and went to my mom’s for a little while. This saving-the-change-in-a-jug thing? Awesome. I highly recommend it. When you finally roll it up and cash it in, it’s just like getting free money.

I think I need a new job. The one I have (as the assistant manager of a U-Haul center) pays decently, and can pretty much support us, but the hours are getting out of hand. I start each day at 9:00am, and don’t get off until after 7:00pm, when we close. This takes less a toll on your body, and more a toll on your relationship(s). You have pretty much no time for anyone else, it seems. This is my number one fear in starting this blog now: no free time. After I get home, eat, and hang out for a little while with Hannah, she’s off to bed. Then she gets up and is out the door by 7:30am, and I get out of bed around 7:45am. So other than a kiss goodbye, we don’t even see each other in the morning. And since she gets up so early, hang out time is between 7:30pm and 10:30pm. This includes Saturdays, since my day off is during the week, conveniently scheduled when she’s at work. Ugh.

Okay, enough of that. I am thinking about getting some resumes out there, though. We’ll see what happens. Time to go watch “American Chopper”.

Thanks for readin’.

So, Here Goes Nothin’

Monday, June 28th, 2004

I’m Feeling: Contemplative
I’m Listening To: Barenaked Ladies – Maroon

I always thought that it would be neat to have a place where I could just Doogie Howser away all of my great private thoughts and inspirations, and somewhere in my vanity I always wondered if maybe someone would pore over them like they do with Anne Frank or Virginia Woolf. Then I realized that if I can’t keep up a journal on paper, I’m sure as heck not going to keep one up on the computer, which I use to an increasingly diminished degree lately… plus I kinda figured that I don’t have a whole heck of a lot that would hold up for posterity.

Nevertheless, here are my thoughts; maybe I’ll be lucky enough that you’ll get inspired.

Thanks for readin’.