I went to the library after my band council meeting/dinner this evening. The intent was to write a column that's due for Thursday and finish my stupid resume. Well, when I got there I realized the general feeling in the library was not conducive to my creative thoughts. Normally I could've pounded out a column there and it would've been fine....but this column needs to be outside of my "comfort level." So I'm doing the whole thing lyrically. Rhyming it. Each paragraph will be in a AABBA or ABBA rhyme scheme. Of course, it will change from paragraph to paragraph...i.e. CDDC, EFFE, GHHG, etc. At any rate, that's what I'm going to be working on. And it wasn't going to happen. I saw that right away. So I came back to my room.
The reason why I share all of this is because all I could think about as I entered my room was how great a beer would taste. In fact....there. I just opened one. During the past month or so, I either had zero beer in my room or only got a sixer for the weekend. But not this past weekend. Nope, I said "screw it" and got lots of beer for little money. The liquor store was trying to get rid of the Icehouse, so I got a 30-pack for a mere $10. You do the math. So now I've been able to drink a few beers whenever. It's great. Last night I had 3. And tonight? Well, the 2YG is at work until 10. So I should be A-OK. Hehehe.
In other news, the column that I wrote for this week's paper (that I honestly thought was really weak and poorly written, and I wasn't just being modest) it's gotten some really great reviews. Meaning, people have actually read it and absorbed what I said. And it probably made them actually think a little bit. Normally when people make a comment about one of my columns, it goes a little something like this:
Them: "Hey man, I saw your picture on the Op/Ed page. Nice job!"
Me: "Oh yeah? You read it? Whatja think?"
Them: "Oh no, I didn't read it. I just saw that you wrote something."
I mean seriously. How hard is it to read? It kind of pisses me off. Yeah. But I'll put the link to it on here as soon as the paper website gets updated. This one ties directly into the college, but even if you're not from Wartburg, you'll understand my message.
Ok, now I really need to get going on my column. peace.