During photography for an upcoming Daredevil action figure review, I lost grip of my lamp, and knocked over most of the toys. It happens. Nothing broke. Just extra reposing time. This was becoming a trend, so I said “enough!,” and realized a way to prop up the lamp. Easy enough. It’s just all too often, I think we wait well past that moment of frustration to consider our foundation. Shall we muse on cementing baselines?
Last week’s brainstorming update to The Story led to storms of idea static surging my brain. It’s tempting to write these narrative ideas about the Lanchester Farm, interactions, and potential spoilers. I know better. Working with an “over-prepare, then go with the flow” style of writing yields my best results, so let’s borrow a line from The Incal, and explore some of the ‘techno-techno scientific’ details of the world Trishna (left) and John live in.
Downtown, midday, overcast.
Tia mulled over the presentation while working on her last cigarette. The numbers were bad and the stakeholders already accepted one delay. A third shot of espresso was helping to calm her nerves and headache, until the phone rang violently.
It was Simmons.
If there’s one common theme running throughout this etiquette series, it’s the DBAD concept: Don’t Be A Dick. That might be difficult to navigate when negotiating the price of anything from a cheap action figure or vehicle to salary because most people want a good deal. Markets change and the value of a vehicle or marketable skill can depreciate greatly. Let’s explore, among other ideas, three examples of successfully or unsuccessfully paying the asking price.
One problem with enjoying a wide variety of music is that inevitably two performers will play on the same night. Since I’ve seen both Testament and Acid Mothers Temple live, it was just more practical properly seeing Testament live since I already bought tickets, even though I’m a bigger AMT fan. As it turns out, Year of the Cobra was performing the same night, so regardless I would have been missing out. Was it worthwhile?
I might change this weekly column’s title. The main factor is how much value I think publishing these weekly updates as a self-help book could bring to a wider audience. It might have too many random philosophical musings and it’s also not as exciting a journey as the one I made in my 20s, the “Sixty Pounds in Six Months” Story, yet my 30s casual weight-loss pace could help others start drilling toward their goals.
I think we complain when we’re too emotionally invested in some logical frustration. It’s the thorn in the side except we’re so overwhelmed by the situation that we don’t know what to do. Certainly not letting others help! We might even lash out against them. It’s natural and cathartic to complain to others. It’s just that we should always try to complain to attain remedies to our ailments, rather than repeatedly replay our dissatisfactions, infinitely.
If I could have told myself before getting tickets how disappointingly unprofessional Everclear act, along with how seeing them live would tarnish my opinions of their music, I might have passed. Might! It’d be unrealistic living in that idyllic world where I’d only see five-star bands because enjoying this world’s flavors includes seeing bands fall from grace. There was at least one upside to this overwhelming downside, as will typically happen in situations like this.
This week allowed three concerts and a float tank session. I partially enjoy concerts for their potential breadth of collecting ideas and “floating” for the potential depth of digesting ideas. Those factors allowed this week’s brainstorming update to The Story to excel in some key areas of the backstory, particularly hobbies, farming, and practicality. I don’t consider anything below to be spoilers and quickly wrote 400 words on what I might consider narrative spoilers here.
I was nearly kicked out of a Glenn Danzig concert years ago for taking a photograph. Just as he has a right to a “no photography policy,” I have a right to push the limit. The show hadn’t started, so I got off with a stern warning, unlike others that were dragged out later on. During yesterday’s Testament concert, I had time to think about concert etiquette, so let’s start with the most controversial one!