Kept Your Interest
Tuesday. To bed at eight last night to read more of Kolbert's The Sixth Extinction until ten and then to sleep, up at six with the alarm to head off to breakfast on an overcast morning. They're saying little to no chance of rain with sun coming later in the week. Still in the middle of a serious drought and, after reading Kolbert's book, thinking it could very well get more serious. Who knows how the weather patterns will change as the temperatures rise?
Guitar today, so we'll focus on that. We're behind the curve, but ahead of where we were last week. The one chord progression that's been difficult to learn is running smoothly and that's good. Look for the good.
Later. A walk over to the lake because that's what we do in the morning, taking a long lens and a series of pictures of seagulls dive bombing the bread that was being thrown out to them by a woman with two bread filled plastics bags. They say bread is bad for them, I've read it in fliers posted along the lake, but its advice is evidently ignored by the gulls. They seem to like the stuff (along with everything else they can get their beaks around).
Back to take an hour's nap, read then for another hour before getting up to go across the way to bring back a steak sandwich. Hungry again. Maybe a good sign, maybe not. Still at the target weight, but not, as I've been recently, under. We'll keep an eye on the scale. Half an eye. Meanwhile the sandwich.
A brief run through the lesson before packing the guitar. Time to go in another fifteen minutes.
Later still. Ouch. We went over some old chord change exercises and I realize I'd forgotten one set of chords. The Root 6 and Root 5 7th's, the fingering required showing me I need to not only learn them again, but strengthen the fingers, limber them up so they can stretch to properly play. Which will take some time. The only upside is that this is the kind of practice I seem quite willing to do, sore/tired fingers aside. Diddle-dee-died.
The bus I usually take to the lesson was late, by the way, way late, but I'd allowed for that by walking two stops down Grand to wait at a stop where a second bus also stopped some ten minutes later, but would, even with some walking involved at the end, still get me to the lesson before it started. Can't rely on the bus for an important appointment, need to leave early. I can see why this would be frustrating to people who need to get to work on time five days a week. Or make other bus connections.
I take it you needed to get that off your chest?
Nothing like packing a guitar in a guitar case over your shoulder for more than a few blocks. I'm considering driving next time, but first scouting to see if there's reliable parking to be found. Mumble.
Evening. Nothing on television this evening and so to bed to finish The Sixth Extinction. Yes, it talks about climate change, but it's focused on the reasons there have been such extinctions in the past, the various controversies that were resolved in how they happened and why we're in another extinction right now, an extinction that are being and will be supercharged by current and coming temperature changes. A good book. Good narrative, kept your interest.