Outdoing Myself

I’ve been in a strange mood lately, and I can attribute it to a get-together which occurred last weekend in celebration of a friend’s 25th birthday at the local pub. Not expecting a night much of anything (setting expectations low means you won’t get disappointed, is what I say), I just drank my cheap PBR drafts and watched the Big East tournament.

Then, a guy came in who I had met once before; albeit, I was a strong 7 on the intoxicated scale. I remembered talking to him about how musicians look at the past at ways of inspiration, like how Elvis was inspired by Chuck Berry and The Beatles were inspired by The Temptations. It’s all cyclical and interesting to think about, and you can hear the similarities in different music if you try hard enough. Back to this mysterious fellow, turns out he is a friend of a friend who is dating this girl I know. He came in, pulled up a seat next to me and we just shot the shit for a good two hours — talking about the genius of Paul McCartney, the history behind “Octopus Garden,” and whether Jack Kerouac was a Hemingway ripoff of an author.

It was during that conversation that I truly felt the need to get my priorities in order, or, should I say, get my life in order. It was time to use my hours in a more acceptable fashion, one in which I could go to sleep and feel good about the day I had just had. I’ve been working out almost religiously, getting my tasks done which need to be done, watching documentaries and catching up on my intellectual TV comedies.

I’ve also attempted to read more, and it’s going really well. I’ve been reading a book since halfway through my first year of college — Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance — and it was the most off-and-on project I have experienced in my entire life. I was easily distracted in college, but not finishing a 420-page book in almost five years is just pathetic.

Having said that, I almost done — finally. I have read at least 30 pages the last three nights, and will do the same tonight. At this rate I should finish by tomorrow, March 17, just in time to once again head to the local establishment and find another way to encourage myself to chase another dream.

Here’s to outdoing myself.


I’ve been holding out so long
I’ve been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I’ve been hanging on the phone
I’ve been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you

– Rolling Stones, “Miss You”


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