Tuning the craft.

Every time I have the opportunity to participate in a shoot is another opportunity to level up my game therein. Sometimes it might seem like a bit of a coasting session but that never is actually the case. Experience is irreplaceable. Attention to detail is king. Challenge to any degree is the effective instructor... including failure.

Revisiting the classics.

This is often an entertaining trip through old memories but is also an opportunity to discover something new. And often that is the somewhat overlooked reason they are the classics in the first place... the quality of valuable repeatability. Maybe after the humor's influence drops out a bit comes the clearer perspective of it's other non-humorous qualities... but I would say the relaxing and enjoying and light-hearted laughing is the sugar-coating to it all... and I am definitely a deeply entrenched sugar-addict, anyway.

A day of positivity.

Sometimes I get lucky and just about every step during the day feels like a positive gain. The pace of action was quite agreeable as well. I got to meet up with some friends who are some of the raddest people I know. I got to do some business with what seems thus far to be an excellent company to both work with and for. And I even enjoyed my regular work despite the generally diminished pace of work due to the recent end of my regular production cycle. And it was payday so that's always pretty cool. Loves me some scrilla from time to time. Helps me get some good ol' tools for the trade.

The loss of an influence.

Today was marked as the day Scott Weiland passed beyond this mortal coil. Celebrity mortality is not something I have typically responded much to in the past. I feel compelled to share a few thoughts, however, because music has been an incredible influence on my life for as long as I can remember... and some of the music this man was a part of was, at some points in my life, some of the most influential, exceptionally appreciated music I have experienced. MUSIC IS NO SMALL THING. Despite my almost complete lack of connection to this man's personal life I am sad he has finished his story in this life. I hope the music of his soul finds peace in the new existence it now resides in.

Scott Weiland(born Scott Richard Kline)
October 27, 1967 - December 3, 2015

Unusual insomnia.

I am generally a bit of a night owl(as the evidence of the time I usually write these would suggest) but I wouldn't normally consider myself an insomniac. I am not sure what has kept me up tonight, though, and on a few of the more recent nights as well. I generally feel pretty calm but wonder if there's some sort of underlying anxiety or the like. Luckily my workload is relatively light over the next few days so my expectedly lethargic demeanor shouldn't be too much of a game breaker.

My bumbling bee buddies.

Over the last several weeks or so(maybe a month, even) I have had a very minor bee infestation in my bedroom. I am not sure where they are coming from but it seems that they might be hibernating inside the wall before they find there way into my room since they have all seemed a bit on the lazy/confused side of things. I have easily caught several of them with a glass and taken them outside while several others have just landed themselves on the ground or desk somewhere and basically died. None of them have ever seemed antagonistic, either. Just lazy... and die-ish. Oh, well. At least I'm still getting good sleep.

Rest well, my slumbering friend. Come morning time, if thou still livest, a sweet release be thine reward. If not thy life extends its cause, a release of sweeter magnitude... and more garbagier repose.

A slightly lengthier lull.

It being Monday, the first day of the business week, I was basically expecting to dive right into the busy stuff I am used to diving into. It was something quite a bit less than usual but since I expect my labors to increase a lot over the coming months I can't be too unhappy about it. A break is not only appreciated it is often wise. I'm not sure it was necessarily wise for me but I won't complain about it now. Ha.