Some times we take ourselves too seriously. Then again, if we don’t take ourselves seriously and are the driving force behind our very selves who will would be?
I’m always thinking like that. Two sides of every coin, moment, decision.
One thing I learned a long time ago was KISS. I learned it in a creative writing class, and over the years I have seen it in many other representations. Books, Essasys; you get the drift. KISS. It applies in the world of writing, creating, and living.
Keep It Simple Stupid.
Now that is an acronym to keep close to your consciousness. Both sub and aware.
I’ve been wrestling with the fact that my handy dandy internet service provider provided satelitte modem took a turn and died (apparently) on Wednesday. This of course upsets the applecart that is my daily routines. You never truly understand the length with which your mind makes little time tables until there is a disruption and you are left looking around wondering just how or when you are to do something. With the luck of the Irish (and the help of my favorite Irish Sista) I have been filling the gap when it comes to getting online.
Once they would say; ‘what is the point of living if the camera is not on’ and now I think the saying has been altered to ‘what is the point of living if the internet is not on’. I am sure that I should be disheartened that the world has come to such a realization / funtction. But when it is the truth, who am I to argure it?
I have been hard at work on the retooling of the website; as stated above, I take myself far to seriously. I thought I had the general concept completely tied down, but after a fitfull nights sleep I realized it was too much. Over done. Over the top. Just too TO. If you get my meaning. So now I am working on stripping it all down. Or better said: Keeping it simple.
I have a song stuck in my head / mind / teeth, and I like it there. My friend and constant muse in so many ways Bee Simonds posted a new song to her myspace. I really whole heartly suggest you go and check it out. Now I am lighting a candle and praying to all the saints and gods I can think of that she gets the new album into my bearish hands soon. Or I get blessed by the digi gods and get an electronic copy for my ipod.
Which is how I will end this. My adorable little green ipod is sick. Apparently it is a common ailment for the new gen nano. My headphone / speaker area is no longer functioning correctly. I get all the right side and none of the left or a little of both. So off to the Apple store I go. I wish Matthew was going to be with me. He speaks Apple.