So the performance was great fun...
sorry for the late response to your question Daniel T (aka my favorite person because you asked). We had a great time on stage and afterwards. It was at this really neat little Jamaican place downtown called tycoon flats. It had a great laid-back atmosphere, and the stage was outside among light-strung trees and tables. The most shocking part was that I sung a duet with Danny....in SPANISH. We wrote it on Wed (and by we i mean mostly he) and performed it that friday. Yo creo que mis amigos no tuvieron gusto con el concierto porque son gringos y no podrian comprender las palabras; por lo menos vinieron. I don't know if I said that right. We did play 3 songs that were in English. Anyway, playing that Friday night was the coolest thing I have done in a long time. I am sadly a temporary member of the band because I am leaving, but I will always have the memories. Wow that was a disgusting line. Let's ignore that unecessarily sentimental comment and move on.
So I am exploring cooking, and it is everything I thought it would be...suspense leading up to the good part (eating). However, I do really love it now. I also decided to teach myself guitar. I own a top-of-the-line acoustic that my dad purchased off of ebay for a total (shipping included) of $9. Oh yeah, it is quality. Not only is it the ugliest I think a guitar could ever be, it has the notable distinction of playing the second fret when I push the first one because it was made incorrectly and the string touches. The highest string also broke when I was tuning it. It is the special-ed guitar that all the other mean guitars point and laugh at on the playground of the guitar world. It does, however, have a bit of charm because it so desperately tries to be a real guitar. We will see how far it takes me.

dedicated to anonymous commenter. congratulations on being the first comment. comments make me happy. but no, it isn't about love. (hint: read first line: don't start means it isn't there) Nor is is about anyone in my past, which I am sure many will consider, and it is not about anyone in my future, which undoubtedly comes to the minds of most. All you need to know is that it is about tension without a string that leads to nothing. Actually you didn't even need to know that.
but please, comment more. should give little leading questions like marcus to induce commenting...but i shall not stoop to the level of threatening baby seals. (only understandable if you are a marcus blog reader.)

conclusions

I think I will want to burn this after I am finished, (the reason for putting in a non-burnable form), but considering I don't entirely know what it is about maybe i shouldn't jump anywhere. Especially a place of conclusions. Conclusions. That has been a place distant from my mind lately. always I guess. A wanderer of a mind doesn't like to visit it often no matter how peaceful of a place it is said to be. So I go back and forth, oscillating in somewhere in between the place of confusion and obstinate but purposeful indecision. So I guess I have decided not to decide, which in itself is a decision. Oh what tautology.
Maybe this sort of dynamic tension is a good place to be. Tension forces things to stretch. Stretching helps things grow and prevents injury later on. So I am growing. With risk of small injury now, I stride forward in semi-confidant nonchalance. movelike a jellyfish rhythm don't mean nothin ya go with the flow ya don't stop. (jack's way of describing my current state of cognizance)
and now my way:

don't start lovin me I am afraid that you won't finish
but let's enjoy this delicious suspense while we both fish for more

i can't tell if this is a fork or a curve in this new road i'm windin down
so maybe i will just go straight on a path undefined.

and if I could just find a way to say where I am headed then i would tell you right away
but uncertainty precludes such courtesy

and maybe i am fighting an ant with a gun, but i still feel the need to either shoot it or run
rather than letting it fester.

but letting it bask in a hesitant sun, while frustrating, just might prove to be fun
on a crazy summer hot day

so I am forging ahead at the risk of sunburn because an experience is only worth what you learn along the way

so I will lay back, let it grow, and stay calmly excited,
for whatever it is, it's not unrequited.


none of you understand this, and that is because i didn't write it for you. no offense- this is just cathartic rambling, remember.

It has been a while, and nothing much has happened in that while. I just accidentally ended up in a band that is performing Friday night. You know, the normal stuff. OK, so it is highly abnormal. But yes, Kara is doing percussion and singing backup with two coworkers Danny and Ramon, both of whom happen to be incredibly talented. I have already had a blast practicing with them, so I can't wait until Friday. By percussion I mean tamborine, bongos and shakers...not like an actual drumset. So that is a new development which should be interesting to those of you who know that I have never played anything in front of anyone before (except for piano recitals long ago). At least I can't play the wrong note on maracas.