May 3, 2004 - Monday
Today we had stifling heat (92 degrees).
There were mosquitoes and gnats and I stayed in all day. A bit of July in
May and Iím afraid it was a forerunner of the summer to come. For someone
who likes the outdoors, I should be hardier about the heat but it,
combined with the bugs, was more than I felt like dealing with today. My
excuse was that Iím waiting for the water tank salesman to call back so I
spent most of the day at my computer or fooling with the guitar.
Iím learning the chords to some Pink Floyd and Neil Young songs and Iíve
reached a point where I can almost recognize the tunes. Theyíre pretty easy
but since I canít sing, I have to get extra elaborate with my playing to
make them recognizable. Of course Neil Young doesnít have the greatest voice
but still, Iím self-conscious about trying to croak out his tunes. Gotta
admit, I feel a little silly singing, ďHey, hey. My, my. Rock and Roll will
never dieĒ. I donít think anyone but Neil Young can get away with singing
his tunes. Iíve also been listening to Woody Guthrieís ďDust Bowl BalladsĒ
and if I can find the sheet music I might try some of his songs.
Things are pretty quiet here on the West Coast so Iíll be on my way and
leave you with a photo I took on our backpacking trip last October.
Paradise Valley - Sequoia
May 23, 1968 Thursday
Iíve cut so much school in the past few
weeks that Iíve actually been out of school more than in. They look the
other way when it comes to seniors so no harm.
On the other hand, today was my first full day of school since last Thursday
and it went pretty bad. Iíve given up studying or at least studying hard.
After dinner I was in a pretty bad mood so I went driving. After going to
Imperial Beach I got home around 8:00 and narrowly missed having a fight
with the parents. I then went for a long walk down the beach and I think it
helped my mood a little.
Lately Iíve been totally wrapped up in my own thoughts and I didnít even
notice my surroundings during the walk. Iíve lost all ambition (what little
I had) and I seem to have fallen into sort of a limbo concerning any
thoughts of my future. I used to pride myself on my loner personality but
lately Iíve spent so much time with my friends that its begun to get me
down. I find that their personalities have begun to rub off on me. I canít
say that I like it either because Iím not totally satisfied with them.
I find that I have become more disgusted with myself and I canít exactly
understand why. I guess I havenít lived up to my expectations. I only work
on Saturdays now and I have found that even with the extra time I canít
complete my obligations. The trouble is, I donít know what to do with myself
when I have time to myself.
A week or so ago Ron and I spent the night at the beach Ė or Ė at least a
good portion of the night. We took some beer and built a fire on a desolate
portion of the Strand. At 3:30 the police came and chased us away.
Last Friday Bill and I got drunk.
Looks like Bobby Kennedy is going to run for president.