Tag: reasons I need a teleporter

  • Not Quite Writer’s Block…

    More like… Writer’s Banana Peel?

    “Banana Peel” by Black Glenn, on Flickr

    Yep, that figures! While this little blog was in transition, I had so many things I wanted to blog about. I finally get it moved over to its new home (here!), all spiffed up satisfactorily, the epic backlog of posts and photos posted, so I’m finally feeling free to blog regularly… and I suddenly have nothing to say.

    Then I’ll be driving to/from work, or in the shower, or something – anywhere i can’t type or write anything down – and remember everything I wanted to post, and come up with six new great ideas… but as soon as I stop the car or whatever, nothing. My mind is instantly blank, void of any eager scrap of creativity or inspiration! Of course!

    In the last week or so, I’ve been through this cycle so many times that I at least can remember the topics I had in mind, broadly, but still have nothing to say about them! Or I just, at that moment, think they’re incredibly stupid, uninteresting ideas no longer worthy of being bloggified.

    So after musing on that predicament for a while, I decided that it was, itself, decent [if viciously meta] blog fodder, and here we are. (Yes, it now seems kind of silly and stupid and not nearly as interesting as it did ten seconds before I started writing. But hey! Words.)

  • Hey look, I found a Tyler!

    That other time we knew each other.
    I haven’t seen this goof in… four years!

    He’s from California (now living in Portland, Oregon), and we met in Minnesota, where we had two weeks training with a organization called CTI, which puts together bands and sends them to do music ministry in various countries for a month!

    So, then his team went to Honduras and mine to Taiwan, and we were all together again briefly at the end, but that was it!

    Thanks to the wonders of the interwebs, vaguely keeping in touch, twitter, facebook, and bloggery, I heard he was planning a cross-country train trip!

    He didn’t end up stopping long in Philly, but he had enough of a layover at 30th Street to meet up and have lunch! What fun!

    Perhaps we should hang out more than once every four years, though, eh?