Was so close to being forgettable,
that, I kind of....what did I do last night...?
I played on Decatur Street for a couple of hours and made just enough to cover what I had spent that day, and I woke up with the exact same 11 dollars and change in my pocket, after another cold night, braving temperatures as low as 49 degrees (and that's farenheit, folks!)
The computer isn't showing me the clock ticking down in the corner of the screen, so I am going to save this
at this point. I am going to start to use the "jump break" feature, I think, to make it easier for people to scroll through headlines; those who only check in once per week, like some guy in Colombia. Hola, amigo!!
As the Internet dies, we'll all have to adapt to ways to do things without it, or with only sporadic contact with it. For instance, I keep an index card on every guy who buys test equipment from me, name, phone number, what they're interested in, etc. And email, since email is still viable. But I get guys saying they don't have my phone number because they didn't write it down on good honest paper and of course the Internet took it and lost it.
ReplyDeleteThat's it, the Internet: Acting in your interest, just like your meth-head little brother.
This is why I am keen on learning to read music, and read it well, because before we know it YouTube and even audio files will be difficult to impossible to use, but there will still be sheet music.
As I write now, at 9AM it's 38 degrees in here! But, in all fairness, being under a roof, I'm sheltered from the wind and the dew. I also get to use a fair amount of bedding, a comforter with another folded double comforter over that, and on the really cold nights when there's ice on the window by my bed on the *inside*, I put a towel or two over the comforters.
ReplyDeleteIt's hell having to get up early when it's cold, so this is why jobless folks tend to sleep in, it only makes sense.