Because I have nothing else to do.

Mah muddah had surgery today and being that my sisters suck at taking care of people and my father disabled I am sitting around their house playing nurse today and tomorrow. Not a very serious surgery but she can’t be walking around, change her own bandages or get up on her own. This gives me free time which is nice at the moment. I get to mess around with the old piano, read, write and have an excuse to stop my workout/diet for two days. 

Funny story, and when I say funny story it’s in my sense of humor and really not all that funny… When my Mom had her wisdom teeth out a few years ago she had to be taken care of for a few days since the Dentist had  to cut into her jaw to remove the impacted teeth. So my sister Audrey and I arranged our schedules so I’d take care of her the first two days and Audrey the last two. I put my Mom on a diet similar to mine, she felt great by the third day and was walking around with minimal tooth pain as I’d kept her on her pill schedule and fed her most liquids or soup. Audrey took over on the third day and that night I got a call saying that my Mother was vomiting blood and the adhesive gum placed over her wounds had come off. Brilliant. My mother is usually the person that handles this kind of thing, failing her I’m the go to person so I went over to the house. As I’m looking into my Mothers mouth I smell Tequila. Audrey doesn’t like to drink alone and Mom felt fine so they thought it wouldn’t hurt to have a Margarita. Her breath didn’t smell like a Margarita, it smelled like TEQUILA, I pointed out very obnoxiously. "We took a shot to start with…I had a long day at work…" I point out how alcohol thins your blood and she’s undoubtedly been drinking blood for awhile, hence, she’s vomiting BLOOD. Audrey also didn’t think much of letting Mom eat the amazing chip dip she made… So ever since then Audrey, who is incredibly squeamish in the first place, was banned from taking care of sick people. My oldest sister Leah can’t have her world bothered without having a panic attack so that leaves me.

I have no books with me. I thought there would be at least a few books in my trunk but no such luck….that being said…any Netflix Streaming recommendations? I might try to run to a book store if she passes out but the closest one is a half hour away and I’d be nervous the whole time.

This is total crap to write about but I really wish the weather would make up it’s mind. It’s sunny for five minutes then it’s torrential down pour. It’s hard to set a mood in this shit…

Someday I’m afraid that instead of those singing and dancing shows there will be "So you think you can facebook?" Really that idea isn’t that weird when you think about reality shows. A competition to see who can get the most friends/comments/likes/pokes.

Seriously…I was happy with rain, coffee and school work. The sun needs to fuck off or stay so I can lay in the grass without fear of a Jumanji monsoon.

…and T-mobile just tried to milk me for 300 dollars from last December. That was an annoying conversation but I don’t owe them anything at least. I can’t feel bad about being a dick to cell phone companies.

Did I have a point? Jumanji….books…I could go off about Rupert Murdoch since I’ve been forced to watch CNN for an hour but it would be more in the who gives a shit direction. It was a tabloid, I figured hacking peoples phones was standard for them. You could hack my phone if you wanted, I’d probably laugh. Yes, I play robo defense and Halloween edition bubble blast whenever I’m bored or standing in a grocery line. I also have Icanhazcheezeburger AND lifestories widgets. Exciting stuff. I guess there’s texts saved from Jen that would be awkward. She passed away last December and those random dorky/sexually explicit texts and videos will stay with me for whatever kind of nostalgia they’re worth…Which is almost awkward whenever I think about it…her not being among the living and all that… I know her family looked through her phone after she died and undoubtedly saw and read things you never want to be clued in on from family. Luckily, it was her brothers girlfriend who looked through the phone first and probably censored a good deal of it, in the most knowing of tones she said to me at the funeral, "It seems like you and Jen were clooossse." I completely ignored it. She’s a gossipy person so she got some good things to read which probably put her sex life to shame. 😛  I know Jen would be incredibly embarrassed about that but she’d secretly say, HA! Fuck off bitch, I’m cooler than you!

This is getting rather ramblish. I’m going to draw. I haven’t done that in ages other than painting furniture….bam…why didn’t I think of this to start with, I still have the nightstand I covered with the lyrics from Cape Canaveral that I haven’t finished sketching sitting in my parents gazebo…exciting.

 

 

Several hours later….

And this entry continues! Melissa sent me this text at some point while my phone was dead and I don’t know how long it’s been since she sent it to me.

Hey Tyler! (She called me by my real name, not TJ or Milo) I’ve been really busy working to make enough stuff to sell at photosynthesis (She makes amazing dresses, cute hippie things. photosynthesis is a rad three day concert that I really want to go to but don’t want to go to with her and no one else I know can get the time off this month http://photosynthesisfestival.com/)…I’d like to hang out sometime though. What do you wanna do? I told Kiari if I can finish my projects for the day in time maybe I’ll go to her house tonight…

Rargh. Things decided to be weird with random friends for the last few hours and my Mom can’t be left alone until she’s asleep…Didn’t think she wanted to do something early in the week. I can’t tell if that’s her wanting to do something with just me or not. I think this is enough of a friend sign, I’d have preferred honesty but she probably wanted to be nice about it so at least that means I’ll get a cool friend out of this. I’m not jumping up and down about the let down but she is a rad person so that’s a big win. I’m not stupid enough to butt hurt about a hot girl that makes amazing things who just wants to be a friend, quite the opposite. I don’t even mean that in a secretly pissed kind of way, I do like her and her friends a lot. They’re all cool people that I wish I would’ve been closer with in high school. Always had a thing for Melissa and it’ll be hard to bite my tongue about wanting her but I have an annoying amount of restraint so no worries.

I need more people to play music with. New people that actually want to play and write music. I have a cool intro chord progression on piano and I’m running into a wall with how to approach the bridge. Having someone else to throw an idea at you or mess with what you wrote is incredibly helpful. Sadly the musicians I know that are amazing are

1. Derek, went to Hawaii, then is going to Bali and traveling wherever he wants to after that. Planning on ending up in India in a month or two and is most likely moving back to Germany after he’s done traveling

. He would be my number one choice for a collaborator and lead guitarist. I can play lead very well, shred when I need to and love doing it but he’s always voiced that he was never the guy with ideas of where to go with music and doesn’t sing so I’d be happy to let him be the lead guitarist. It would make my job a lot easier too.

2. Dan, my sisters fiance. An amazing musician but incredibly bull headed about music. I’ve played for his band at a few gigs to add layers but never really got into how he approached things. Everything he writes sounds like Tool but his chops are incredible. He works at music like it’s his life on the line which I respect greatly, however, it’s hard to listen to his music and it’s not approachable to average people. If you like polyrhythmics and odd time signatures then his music is awesome but you can’t dance to it.

3. TJ, the other TJ as in not me. In high school he had the band that everyone loved but he fizzled out. I think he would be amazing to play with but there are random drama issues with a group of girls that have put us at odds with each other. Not that we would care about it but our groups of friends hate each other, friends falling out and not getting over it. It’s gotten to the point of violence between a few of them before.

3. Nick, TJ plays drums for his band at the moment actually. Nick is sweet to the point where it’s sad. He’s kinda chubby and has self esteem issues. I mention that because his incredibly cute girlfriend just left him and he has decided to road trip around the US for a few months. He plays indie music that I like but ONLY acoustic indie music and I’d prefer to have people open minded enough to play music of any sort. Humans have tons of emotions and thought process, one style of music doesn’t express them all. I’ve always thought that you should be able to play whatever style of music you’re getting at. I play over 10 instruments for a reason. I might just be able to play some instruments vaguely well but I play whatever I write for the instrument perfectly….until I get nervous about a microphone being on…which I can get around but with vocals it’s really hard to get over. I’m getting better and practice really does make perfect in this case. I’ve started to make a point of singing in my car even at stopped intersections with people looking at me.

Sarah and Damon. Sarah and Damon make up the other two members of the band I’m in now…which is ‘My’ band I guess. They’re both good musicians but they aren’t great (yet, Sarah is growing but Damon would be the hitch) they aren’t as driven as I am and haven’t come up with material despite my attempts to show them how to record and showing them songs and saying in all sincerity, "Tell me if something works or it doesn’t." Music means the world to me, I’d be in an asylum if I didn’t have music to play and write and I’m very good at developing ideas. This doesn’t mean that I’m against hearing what should be changed or done differently. I’m very open to criticism and like hearing it. I don’t want to just work on MY music though. I’ve always imagined my perfect band being similar to the Beatles in that everyone has a say (even Ringo) and you work together. Not that the Beatles always did work that way but that’s how I picture it. I’d love play other peoples music. As long as you’re driven and you feel what you’re doing I will get into your music.

 

I don’t know why I’m writing right now…I’m going to go do something productive.

My Mom gave me a few of her oxy’s so if this entry has random bad spelling and poor sentence structure that’s why…I had some soft tissue damage from the Oak Creek hiking accident and I aggravated it working out yesterday. Lame soup. It’s kinda funny though, my right shoulder bone that should be visible is sunk into my arm.