It's been quite a while since I posted here, but I'd like to make a better attempt at logging my random brain barfing.
So, it's Valentine's Day...a day my wife and I don't usually acknowledge in any sort of special way. Of course, the agreement to not celebrate it leaves the door open for me to surprise her and do little things that I know will make her happy. Today? Flowers delivered to the high school where she teaches. Ah, the female teachers turning green with envy and the male teachers turning red with hatred for me because I'm always making them look bad. :)
More importantly, it's the start of spring training in what is the most anticipated start to a season in Phillies history...probably. I just finished watching a news conference with the starting rotation: Roy Halladay, Roy Oswalt, Cole Hamels, and Cliff Lee..........oh, and Joe Blanton, who might just be the best 5th starter in baseball. The answers were all pretty stock, as were the questions, but it's exciting to see them all in uniform. I've already picked up a bunch of tickets to games for the upcoming season. I've been a big fan since the mid 80's, so I'm really looking forward to spending some quality time at that beautiful ballpark we have. It's a wonderful time to be a Philly sports fan.
I'm almost finished writing the show for Windsor Regiment. Yes, Windsor Regiment. Over the last two years I've blogged quite a bit about the Bushwackers and the fact that I've been there forever...with the exception of 2008. It was time to move on and do some other things, and the offer to write the brass music for a drum corps is a very enticing one indeed. I would have been satisfied just sitting on my butt all summer, going on vacations, playing with my nephew, etc. I'll still do those things, but I will work it around doing drum corps for my 16th consecutive summer. This time, I get to write the show and help build a drum corps out of nothing. It's exciting and fun, and I'm feeling good about the product so far and how much fun the members appear to be having.
The full time job is going well, but I'm having a hard time concentrating on anything but music lately. I have an intense need to write and be creative. I want to compose, I want to create, I want to collaborate with other artists...but I don't have the time because I have to put food on the table and pay the bills. Sure, I make a little money writing, but the difference between doing it as a hobby and how much I'd have to make to do it for a living is astronomical. I really don't know how I'm going to satisfy this need inside me, but I think that at some point something is going to have to give or I'm just going to grow old feeling unsatisfied and like I didn't do what I was put here to do. Some people might be fine with that...but not me.
In the meantime, things are going pretty well. I'll update this from time to time for anyone who gives a crap, but more for me to go back years from now and see what was going on in my brain when I was in my early 30s. Fun stuff.
