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I got older. Again.

Friday, June 24th, 2011

I celebrated my birthday this week.

As is tradition, I took the day off. Granted, the last few years it hasn’t been a tradition well kept; last year I was working a sub-contract gig for my previous company, and the year before that it was on the weekend.

As I am now the boss, I can take the day off any damn time I want to (which means, of course, that I actually take off LESS time than before). Since I can’t spend an entire day off without doing something work related, I headed up to Micro Center to do some shopping, then stopped and got some Chipotle on the way home. I had a nice lunch, and since it stopped raining for ten minutes, I headed off to the park and shot my longbow. I was a bit rusty, but shot some surprisingly nice groupings. I then headed back home and played some Guitar Hero: Metallica. Later, my wife and I went out for dinner at Burger Jones. I had the White Trash burger, which comes with chicken fried bacon, fried cheese curds, and velveeta. I’m officially too old to eat that.

We stopped at Barnes and Noble afterward; since I am terrible at getting people prompt lists for birthday items, we picked out a book for me; as I am truly a connoisseur of classic literature, I selected Classic G.I. Joe, Volume 1.

The other big event of the week was a Not One Stone show all the way the hell up in St. Cloud. Ok, so it’s not that far away.

While we had sworn off the “battle of the bands” format a few years ago, with no gigs on the books at all in May and none so far in June, we figured why not? So we packed up the van and headed on up to downtown St. Cloud.

Now, back when I was a young lad, I played in St Cloud at least a dozen times,* primarily at a coffee house called The Java Joint. I haven’t really played a show there since.** I have very fond memories of packing up my car or friends Suburban and road tripping down to St Cloud to play rock star for the evening. Almost twenty years later, those memories are primarily fuzzy, but I’ve got bits and pieces of some really great times.

As is typical for most band battles, it was a sparsely attended event that functioned as live practice. It was fun to play, and great to hang out and bond with the band. Two very bizarre events occurred that evening; as we were leaving the club after load in to get a sandwich, I saw a buddy of mine from high school crossing the street. He had no idea we were playing a show that evening, he just happened to be walking past the club at the exact time I was leaving it. So he bought the band a round, and stayed to check out the set. It was pretty awesome.

The second bizarre thing was that I met myself. That is to say, I met an archetype of myself as a young man, hanging out near the club. We talked band stuff, and I gave him some advice. Now I’m wondering if St. Cloud isn’t some sort of cross-time wormhole, and if twenty-ish years ago I met an older me who gave me advice.

After we finished up our set and loaded our gear, we headed back to the cities, and I didn’t get home until 3:30. It made this morning a bit rough, but since I’m the boss, I headed in to work a bit later than normal. It’s good to be the boss sometimes.

* One of my regrets is that back in those days, I didn’t somewhat obsessively chronicle my life in digital format.
** I did play a jazz gig back in 2003, but it was a private function, and we all know those don’t actually count.

Time to let the cat out of the bag.

Tuesday, June 7th, 2011

My wife and I are having baby.

To pretty much everybody who reads this blog, that’s old news, but I figured it was time to start writing about it, put it out there in the cloud. Since nothing is official until it’s on the internet these days, it’s fitting.

We’re expecting towards the end of summer, which means my wife is about 26 or so weeks along. We found out right after Christmas, and were both surprised, to say the least. I’m not going to go into the details; while we weren’t trying to have kids (consulting charts, using fertility drugs, potions, or magic items), we weren’t not trying to have kids. You might say we unlocked the front door, and decided to see who stopped by. The thing is that we had “stopped not trying” almost two years previously. We had kind of figured that it just wasn’t going to happen.

And then it kind of did.

I was excited. Also terrified. Kind of…. excitified. I’d like to say that I manned up and started preparing to be a father, but I kind of fell apart at the seems for a while. I suppose that’s to be expected. So we realized that we had a WHOLE lot of work to do in a very short amount of time. First and foremost, we needed to finish the basement, so we could turn my office into a nursery. Plans were set in motion, as we now had a very specific deadline to meet.

We were very cautious about telling our families, waiting until 16 weeks to make sure everything was going well. We were even slower telling our friends. As the time has passed, the feelings of terror subsided, and now I’m just excited and nervous, but in a good way. Interacting with my friends and their children has helped a lot; I know a bunch of good dudes who are raising good kids, and that is extremely helpful and reassuring.

My wife has been amazing through all of it. It’s just awesome listening to her talk to our minion, picking out furniture, planning the nursery, knitting, and my personal favorite…. framing the basement. Apparently women go through a nesting phase; for my wife, it involves carpentry.

So that’s it, in a nutshell. I’m gonna be a dad. And I’m pretty damn excited about it.

A month. Really?

Monday, April 11th, 2011

What can I say, I’ve been crazy busy at the office.

I’ve quickly learned that being the owner/president/head technician/custodian/receptionist/accountant at a retail/repair business is kind of like being a long tailed cat in an ass kicking contest.* Especially during tax season, I’m not only working days doing the actual “work” portion of my job, but nights and weekends doing the “numbers” part of the job. I now fully appreciate how much of a pain in the ass I was to my CFO back in the day.

So what have I been up to? Band rehearsals; while Rare Medium has slowed down a bit, Not One Stone has been picking up, with back to back gigs at the end of the month and a trip to the recording studio in early May. I took a day off last week (what!?) and enjoyed the hell out of it, shooting the first arrows of the year. I recently picked up some throwing knives for my wife and I; one of our hobbies from years and back that we haven’t done in a while.

I’ve seen a couple of movies; Valhalla Rising had promise but got a little too artsy; and Sucker Punch was extremely close to hitting the mark (I suspect a director’s cut on DVD will get it right).

So…. back to fixing computers.

* I like my metaphors like my drinks: mixed.