A great morning, short-lived

I ejected myself from bed this morning with the same reluctance that always occurs at 4:30 a.m., but I felt good. During my commute, I wrote a quick blog entry about gratitude for warm showers and hot coffee.

At the risk of announcing cynicism in the guise of self-awareness, I also recognized that this springlike feeling of effervescent ebullience always (always!) precedes an equal and swift downward shift in circumstance and/or mood, back to top-dead center. Sadly, I was right again: while the warm water held out, I had no sooner looked down adoringly at my travel mug than I realized it still contained the warm water with which I had rinsed and warmed it to prepare for said coffee.

I also pressed the "Back" link in my Blogger interface during the entry of my post and without a blink, my post about gratitude was lost to the ages. No prompt of: "Are you sure you want to toss this post out like yesterday's garbage?" Just gone.

So in case you're wondering why my early morning non-prayer of thanks didn't include technology, it's because I wasn't feeling too grateful at the time.

Harumph!

It's a new year, and I'm off to a very mixed start, with positives and negatives coming from unexpected places. This is a good thing I guess, as at least it's not boring.

On the downside (so I can finish with the "ups"), my intentions to eat healthy and get more exercise have gone right in the shitter. The same habits and weaknesses and struggles with discipline don't give a dry fuck whether it's a new year, they just want what they want, and they're getting it. Hope springs eternal, where there's life there's hope, and tomorrow's another day. Three cliches oughtta do it. But obviously, I cling to the idea that I can always try again tomorrow, as long as there's another tomorrow in me.

On the other hand, comedy started January off with a big show in a big room in a new place, and not only did I do a pretty good job performing, I earned a little respect from my booker, I stretched and did more time than I'm used to and earned a little for myself. Best of all, I basked in the company and hospitality and dare-I-say-it love of some good friends while I was in their area. I haven't had a non-family member say "I missed you" and mean it in longer than I can remember.The effect was startling and warm. Wow, as a social misfit, you sometimes forget what you're missing, which is probably an excellent coping mechanism, and so for the best. Still, I was awash in the glow of genuine, unexpected affection. How do I show my appreciation for that, and pay it back in kind? I'm not good at that.

Also, I'm working on getting an open mike together in my area, hopefully strengthen my performing muscles. This has come along with a small but healthy breakthrough in my attitude towards performing, and I hope that I can capture this and develop it. These types of mental changes are mercurial, and can slip away if not acted upon, so we'll see how it goes.

Anyway, happy new year out there, people. It's looking like a good launch to a wobbly vessel on this year's journey. See you on the high seas!

Input is key

I have to take a moment and acknowledge some gratitude.

My wife bought me this wireless Bluetooth keyboard I asked for for Christmas, and I love love love it!

If you're wondering which model, it's an "iAccessory" jobber available on Amazon. I don't know that I would love another model more or less, I think I just love the ability to type into my iPhone.

I have hated the iPhone "virtual keyboard" since the moment I began using it. Given my predilection for text-based creativity, it may be partially to blame for the lack of new material on many fronts. I forced myself to sit down this morning and type a few words with it, and before I knew it, I'd banged out enough new material that I'm looking forward to going to my next comedy open mike, which has't happened in months!

I already have a laptop and sit in front of a keyboard at work all day, but those situations don't allow my brain to slip into the right gear for creating. With this new doo-hickey, I combine the finger-jamming ease of use of a full-sized keyboard with the portability, and "instant-on" flexibility of my iPhone, and i am able to steal the free time to work a few things out.

Bliss!

San Francisco

We went to Pier 39 in San Francisco yesterday, shopped the outdoor mall and had a good time. We took Michelle's nephew James along, and I'm glad we did. He's grown up with a good heart and strong sense of humor. Plus, he bought me a beer; that always helps.

We caught a street performance by a performer who worked juggling into a love-triangle skit. It was a little forced, but she was lively and charming enough. I tipped her a fiver, and I gave Brian a buck to tip her, too. Brian started out cranky, but she had won him over by the end.

We saw the seals, Brian and Michelle went on a cool Merry Go Round, and I got to eat a fantastic chocolate dessert crépe that Brian "shared" with me after swearing he didn't want one. That's ok, I pulled the same trick when he got an ice cream ten minutes later!

It was a beautiful day out.

Happy Anniversary

My wife and I took yesterday to celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary. We spent it in true middle class fashion, driving into a real town with movie theaters, shopping centers and other civilized services, and spending money.

We held hands the whole drive.

We spent money in amounts that would embarrass the poor by their extravagance, and the rich by their paltriness. For us though: just right.

I shopped for books, she shopped for candy, and we were both happy. We talked about tattoos, music and how silly conditions at work are. We ate like denim royalty and at the end, we were full.

Life is good

Yesterday was an awesome day off, just about perfect. Today is shaping up pretty goddamn fabulous as well.

I have so many things in my life to be thankful for. I started making a list today, and it never ended. I only stopped to go accomplish a few things, or else I'd still be writing.

I know this sounds blissed-out and kinda fruity, but it's true, and worth noting. The more I look for ways to achieve happiness, the more I see and hear that it starts with gratitude, being thankful for all the shitty shit you have now. Appreciate, don't take for granted.

It's such a small thing, it seems impossible that it can help you get your head right, but I believe that it's integral. Such a small thing, which makes sense that it would be the mote that snowballs, gathering mass and inertia, and before you know it, you're posting dreamily to your blog about how great you've got it.

More good things on the horizon. They will be much appreciated.