In the now, in the know
"Comics Week," as it can now be called, was a fun way to keep coming back to the blog. I was sad when it was gone because my mood was improved that whole week because I knew I had creative goals and deadlines, and that eyeballs, however few, would be tuning into my work. In the perfect vacuum created by my hectic work week and my creative team of, well, me; I was bound to run up into the hard wall of a lack of material eventually. Not that I didn't have ideas, I will always have stupid ideas. It was a lack of ideas that justified spending my free time on, let's face it, silly garbage.
LOST ended and I had my thoughts but this Internet thing sure is hard to keep up with. So many blog breakdowns appeared so very quickly after the series finale that adding my buzz to the chorus seems frivolous. Again, like with the comics, if I had something monumental to say I would sit down and put in the time to draft a piece worthy of my efforts and your valuable internet time then I would certainly do so. I'll say this. My impressions were very much overall positive, the finale was both emotional and entertaining, and the series... well, uh, what he said.
What I began stressing and complaining about in December is now only 7 and 3/4 days away. Flanders Elementary shuts down for the summer June 18th. Then summer begins and I still have no plans. The worst case scenario is locked in for now. I already filled out the paperwork that lets Target have my soul back so they can do with it what they will.
Let's stop the whining, shall we? Positive story telling: GO. Just wrapped up a real fun weekend with Michelle. We're still getting used to being Connecticutters but I managed to get my ear to the ground for a couple of events swinging through the casino.
Mohegan Sun puts on free shows in the middle of one of their large slot machine rooms in what is called the Wolf Den. Gloriana, a country pop group that I recognized from an obnoxious promo playing on Target TV screens last August, visited the Den on Friday night. The adventure took us out of our comfort zone because there was ushers for asking questions, strangers for sharing seats, and lines for waiting... with no particular promise of success. Turns out we had perfect timing and got ushered into great seats just 15 minutes after the show began. Perhaps it was the good vibes I was feeling from this good fortune but I found myself really enjoying this group way more than I thought I would. Let's put it this way, any country group showing off slinky dresses on the girls and frosted blonde hair on the guys does not start me with a favorable impression. (I mean, seriously, did you click the link? Even looking at them now after I have a positive review of this group... they kinda make me want to yak.) Turns out the vocal talents you might think are manufactured on the record come out quite natural on stage.
Also swinging through the Sun was none other than Conan O'Brien and his Legally Prohibited from Being Funny on Television Tour. This night was a lot more expensive than free but Michelle and I have been waiting for this show since I first snapped up tickets in response to a Conan tweet late this winter. See? Twitter is good for something. In this case the show decidedly met my expectations- a different sensation than having my expectations exceeded, sure, but not at all a bad thing. The only let down was when the show ended and I had to go back to waiting for Conan to be on my television.
Now you can go back to waiting for something to read on my blog.



