I’ve been a supporter of the Moleskine Notebook for a very long time. They’re durable, the paper is excellent, and they have a totally awesome pocket in the back to store things. I’ve lived out of my Weekly planner for all of 2007. Its an excellent way to look back, see what you accomplished, what you slacked on…things like that. Cuica Sugimoto feared the ultimate fear had occurred- losing her weekly moleskine, but luckily it was recovered. So, as we near the end of the year, I replaced mine yesterday. I have some complaints. I think they made the pages thinner, and the binding smaller. This is a problem because it does not sit flat open as easily. As other problems arise, they will certainly be noted in these pages.
So, pro tools came though, no hiccups, all was well in the land of Narnia (yeah, thats right). I ran around, ate some lunch, looked at a new rehearsal space. That in itself is stressful. I’ve written about it before, but the last straw has been broken. Well, part of my hi hat stand was broken as well, not by myself, so, there’s that. We really have to get out of there, and options are not too a-plenty. Later in the evening I was walking a dog, which was quite an experience in itself. He seemed to be able to sense some evil on n4th street by the river, which is kind of a sketchy industrial area. This freaked me out way more than being alone down there, he kept looking back with this scared expression, like some crazy shit was going to go down in this empty warehouse. BUT, my shoes were then soaked, and by bag smelled like wet dog.
(I’m still on the same point, stay with me) I’ve made a resolution to wear more suits, and I’ve been doing ok with it. On this occasion, that was not possible, as you could imagine. There was a show happening afterwards, so I still had to hold it down. I realized this too late, by not bringing an extra pair of shoes. I rooted furiously through my car, remembering some old gym shoes, meant to be thrown out. SUCCESS! well, not so much. I went into American apparel, and bought some green socks. Now, this looked silly. Sure, looks don’t matter too much, but when you got on bright white nike’s, and everything else is black…ya look a little awkward. Well, life continues.