It's finally sunny out. Of course it's cold out but I won't complain. It's been rainy for the past couple of days. Rain is good once on a while but when it rains consistantly for a few days It gets very depressing. I feel like a hundred dollars today though. The weekend was pretty busy. I worked on saturday and then met some of my buddies after and played eighteen holes of golf. It was nice out that day and I shot very well considering that I havn't picked up a golf club since last august. I used to play as much as possible but now with three kids it's very hard to get away for four hours to play some golf. I really love the game of golf, mainly because of the fact that you're outside and the weather is usually good. The more I play the more I improve. I always have one hole that I just totally blow though. It happens every time. I could par three or four holes in a row and then I'll put up this huge number at the next hole. It's pretty funny. I don't take it too seriously though. It's a release for me. It's kind of how I feel about playing the drums. It's a huge release. My wife always asks me why I am so calm, cool and collected like nothing makes me snap. I tell her that It's because I play the drums. I truly believe this. (by the way that link is to the type of drumset I have.It's exactly like that except mine has a green clear polturethane finish)I get to beat the shit out of these round things with wooden sticks and create something that gets other people moving or dancing. It is the the perfect outlet for getting out agression and frustration as well as showing happiness and enthusiasm. Very Yin and Yang. It's a total adrenaline rush every time. especially when the whole band hits that groove. The groove where every note and beat just falls into it's perfect place. There's no feeling quite like it. Very zen like.
Well enough rambling. The weekend was topped off by two birthday parties on the same day. Little kid parties. My wife worked so I took all three kids. It was an interesting day let me tell you. Let's just say I was in bed asleep by 9:00. Now for me that'e very rare. I'm a night person. I was so fucking worn out that I just said fuck it and hit the sheets. I think I was already asleep as my head hit the pillow.
Well back to work I go. This week will be semi short as we are leaving for a long weekend in Maine on Thursday night.
I'll write more about that later.
Later,ROB
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