Runcible Blog

You know you're staying up too late if you watch Tavis Smiley on TV. Actually, you're staying up too late and you're a loser…

On the 6th I'll be even more over the hill as I observe (probably not celebrate) my 21st birthday. I don't have any special plans and don't intend on becoming an alcoholic. So, my options are limited.

I was asked yesterday if all my friends were already 21 and bugging me about being 20. I said no. I definitely don't have that problem because I don't hang around with anyone my age, or, for that matter, any age. From time to time I'm reminded that I don't have any friends.

super.

I should be more outgoing or something.

You know, I wonder when someone says "I like meeting new people". I wonder if they're just saying that or if they actually enjoy meeting new people. I don't think I like meeting new people. I mean, I do (I'm not completely introverted), but I don't enjoy the process of meeting someone new. There's a lot of background information that I end up repeating -- what are my hobbies, what do I do at work, what do I listen to, have I been convicted of a felony lately. You know the drill. I don't mind asking the same questions of the other person, but they must be just as bored with the interrogation.

I could use my compyooter skillz to create a vast website which explains everything there is to know about me, but that would suck. What would drive someone to that site? My dynamic personality? Doubt it.

As usual, I end up back where I started: complaining about not knowing anyone, thinking about being more extroverted, complaining about the inconvenience of introductions, giving up.

File this one under recurring theme.

Well, I think I'm in a band now. Starting next week I'll be the official bassist for Travels With Charlie (I don't get the name either…).

We played yesterday morning at a barn in Rowley, the perfect setting for a jam band. The band leans toward Grateful Dead jams with rock influences and some pop-ish hooks at times. That might not be an accurate description. They have a bunch of originals in that vein. They're pretty laid back and interested in having a good time -- no delusions of grandeur. They're all a few years older than I am (30's I guess), so we don't share the same memories of popular 80's rock songs, but I see that as a plus. The only thing to worry about is if one of them breaks a hip or gets Alzheimer's. har har.

I think it'll be a good experience. I'm not sure what I bring to the band with my eclectic musical tastes. We may end up playing some funk, jazz, or even reggae, and maybe if we're daring enough: death klezmer! I have some ideas for potentially interesting covers and may come up with some original material if I'm creative enough. I dunno, it may just be fun.

They have gigs every once in a while, but otherwise the schedule doesn't seem demanding. The last time I played out was 3 years ago (!), so I'm eager to get back on the train. There's a gig at some bar coming up in mid-May. can't wait for that

I went in to Boston today because it's been a while since I've wandered on the subway. What's the deal with the $1.25 T fare now? Why the rate increase? I must've missed something. $1.25 is kind of inconvenient. What if you don't have change or just have $1? out of luck, I guess.

Anyway, I had a hearty burrito at Burrito Max in Kenmore sq. I should write to the Burrito Max HQ (in Mexico, I'm sure) and ask them to open one of their fine establishments in the Lawrence area. As far as I know, you can't get a good, cheap burrito around here. There's a vast, untapped burrito/taco market in the Merrimack valley, waiting for an enterprising restauranteur to set up shop. Get to it!