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1. I had a strange dream this morning; I was tinkering around in a guitar store, and Mary J. Blige liked what I was playing so much that she recruited me to be her primary songwriter. She took me to her gigantic tri-plex loft space in the East Village and showed me her recording studio. I was about to get myself set up with an amplifier when her band walked in, and I realized that I wasn't going to be allowed to play.

I've had this happen a lot, lately, in dreams, and it sucks. I have PLENTY of dreams where I'm acting, and I've totally forgotten all my lines, but in every dream I've ever had where I'm about to start playing a concert, something happens and I don't get to play.

I had a similar dream this past weekend; I can't remember anything about the dream other than that I was telling myself, in the dream, "please write this down, please write this down."

2. Speaking of this past weekend; Kath and I were in Springfield/Holyoke MA, for her grandmother's funeral/memorial. I was a big fan of her grandmother, and the memorial service was cathartic and beautiful. Her grandmother's passing marked the end of an era; she was the last of that generation in the family, and so now a whole new set of family traditions need to be worked out and arranged.

My own family is quite different from Kath's in almost every respect, but it still gave me quite a lot to think about.

3. I know I haven't been posting here a lot lately, but the truth of the matter is that most of the stupid shit I normally post here, I've ended up posting over on Facebook instead. I'm hoping that maybe this reduction of LJ clutter will end up being beneficial in terms of me getting the most out of what this blog is supposed to be about - whatever that is. It's certainly changed a great deal over the last year or so. So. There it is.