So I've had a mean case of writer's block, not when it comes to blog posting mind you. I'm talking about music. Over the past two years, I've mostly played stuff I've written, picked up, or played for RUF worship - the last one now being mostly removed. So basically I just play stuff I make up and recognize that I'm playing other artist's stuff. So writer's block means I don't play much music.. boo
I mostly play on the front porch which ha been quite nice. At first most of the neighborhood kids left me alone, but since they saw I was making it a habit, they started playing on the streets again evading the attentive Gooding traffic. The first question I got was, "are you a singer?"
"Not really, I'm practicing"
"You should sing louder. I can't hear you."
What!! It's like I'm back in NM where they all told me my playing was to soft.. which was true. Today, as I was playing, some tenish year old girl yelled from the house across the street, IN AN ITALIAN ACCENT
"You sing'a very good"
This was the most exciting thing that has happened to me in weeks. Oh and I'm brewing komucha.
It's like taking care of a reptile, gotta be 76 F else it could mold. Now I have to get a heating pad for my pet yeast culture!!
Miss you HanThatWan
Big thanks to all participants in the name-your-holiday. I will make sure to mark each on my
Love
Nathan H
PS to our midterm bound/exiting uni students, go get'm!!
