Father, It’s been over a week since my last post. Forgive me for I have postponed.
Catch up time. I have 100 posts ideas needing writing, and never the time or energy to sit down and write them. Honestly, writing is such a chore for me. That’s actually one of the main reasons I started this blog in the first place — a public front forces me to practice writing. I am an excessively nebulous thinker. Serializing my thoughts into strings of english words is a challenging task. Before I can get to the philosophical musings, however, you all must endure a ‘here’s all the shit that’s happening in my day-to-day-life’ posts. Sorry, I don’t make the rules. I just write here.
In case you missed it, Christine’s been in a posting frenzy and has some good articles on her blog. Last weekend we went to London for 3 days. I’m too lazy to write it all up, so head over there as well to see pictures and some details of the trip. It was funny however that everywhere I went I kept pointing at things that related to Neil Stephenson’s Quicksilver historical-fiction trilogy. St. Paul’s Cathedral was damned impressive. We climbed all the way to the very top (more than 400 steps) where you can overlook a full panorama of London.
This Wednesday we saw tool at the The Point, here in Dublin. Kick-ass show, great musicians. For the uninitiated, tool are the a brilliant modern progressive hard-rock band. Back in the days when Christine and I met and still had 1’s as the first digit of our ages, we always danced hard when tool came on in the goth/industrial/metal night-club where we first met.