I Haven't Talked Since Friday

Right now it’s Sunday 4pm.

I was last heard from Friday at 5:30pm, and have been silent ever since.

Tweeted this Saturday, because it was true.

Nothing horrible happened to me, I’m okay.

I wouldn’t call it the best week I ever had, and it was maybe my worst Summer Solstice, the ‘getting paid to blog’ scenario has me exasperated….. I don’t know, just felt like being quiet and daydreaming and imagining a lot, so I did.

I went for a Morning Drive both days.

Finished two books.

Queen and Country by Greg Rucka
Fatal System Error by Joseph Menn

Thought deeply. Which means I sat a lot with my hand over my mouth, that’s my thinking position.  Made tons of notes.

Staying like this till I wake up tomorrow, then it’s back to normal, ttythen :)

 

 

This is 'Morning Drive'

I invented it 10 years ago, it’s called “Morning Drive” and may I recommend you try it, too.

Remember, no going places! It’s not about that… it’s more for meandering and ruminating.

And did that floor you too? Toronto being the 5th largest city in North America?!

Here’s a shot of that satellite farm… if you watch TV in the GTA, it likely came through here.



And here’s the map of the route.

View Morning Drive – Cherry Beach in a larger map

(Song is “More” by Usher)

Just a Minute – No More Studio



Ahhh the studio, such good memories. Hi from Cherry Beach, love it here. I come here frequently and have for a long time.

There’s a punk bank who wrote a song about here, Career Suicide’s song Cherry Beach. And do you know what a Cherry Beach Express is?   I know, right?!  I’ve blogged about it before, on this day.  There’s even a song about it by The Pukka Orchestra, here’s the YouTube link. It was a Canadian chart hit in 1984, ha.

Sorry about how it’s hard to make out all my words here, being sick makes it hard to annunciate.

For those just meeting me, “my studio is my caaaaar” was a line I sung in my intro to my show.  See below for that.