Life is good, you know? I mean the job is good, the personal life is good. My friends are solid and things are stable but not tediously so. I wish I was spinning but I sure don’t miss spinning top40. How long until people wake up and really take their music back from the labels? There’s so much out there and these drones will never know. They’ll never even think to look.
But life is good, yes. Sunday I go up the island to check out the construction on my parent’s new home. It’s what I wanna do- build the house I’m going to retire in. Well, I’d love to build every house I live in for the rest of my life, but practically speaking I’m a lottery or two away from that. But they’re building theirs and I’m happy for them. Not so crazy about the fact that they’ll only be a two hour drive away instead of a plane ride, but I can always head for Australia, right? I wonder how my sister is doing…?
*sigh*
I know I slam the whole top40 thing and I slag a lot of Hollywood movies– the whole eat-what-you’re-given thing drives me mad. But even I have to admit that I get suckered by a good hook. Maybe the artists with integrity sell out just a little just so they can sneak a bit of life into the industry. Like the flick I just saw. Bandits. Bruce Willis, Billy Bob Thornton. And I forget the chick’s name…. Anyway, yes it’s just another Hollywood crank, but I enjoyed it. Guess I’m not quite as snooty as we thought. And I love a good twist. They almost got me with this one. Almost. Still saw it coming but I appreciated the effort. It’s still no Boondock Saints (thanks Lee).
Remind me to remember how lucky I am. Life is good for me. I’ve always landed on my feet and if I’m hungry I eat. I’m in the minority on this planet. Warm and well taken care of. I’m surrounded with love and respect, and I don’t have to fight oppression beyond resisting commercial programming.
Yeah, I’m pretty lucky. Just sayin’, is all.