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!
History classes bored me. If Sabaton’s lyrics were incorporated into educational materials, stories of decisive battles, pyrrhic victories, and almost mythical figures overcoming impossible odds would come alive! We might then more actively appreciate history or consult historical situations when considering future efforts. Sabaton celebrate those who gave their all while encouraging you to do the same through their upbeat performances. Not only do they motivate you to fight harder, they’d probably lend a hand!
Continuing last time’s discussion of the physicality what you could experience inside of float tanks, as a means to demystify, clarify, and otherwise squeegee the misconceptions of resting in an epsom salt water bath, let’s chat about accessibility. How accessible is “floating” to most individuals? How about for individuals that have physical impairments? Mental equivalents? How about if you don’t have access to a float tank center in your area? How about increasing future accessibility?
This weekly rowing column has kept me on track. The fortnightly weigh-in yielded positive results, going from 258.8 to 255.8 pounds, and I’ve been able to increase my endurance to the point where I rowed through most of Jodorowsky’s Dune. I am completely exhausted now, and might wake up sore, so normally it’d be time for most to be idle. That’s dangerous thinking! You should always be either working toward your goals or sleeping. Why?
If I learned only one thing after writing one hundred posts, it’s the value of doing the work. You can aim for good enough or perfect- just don’t let either consume you. Don’t let your mind obsess over improving the past. Saw flaws in your past work? Good! That means you’re improving. Don’t cringe, feeling defeated. Keep practicing! The tools you’ll build or discover along the way, like these toys, will develop your future work: