... there's a way

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background ambiance - scanner

a saturday putting in my work time, but a soggy saturday that would otherwise leave me with little options for outdoor recreation, so it's all good. normally, i'd say a soggy saturday workday is certainly much better than a sunny one.

on this particular first day of the weekend (and last day of my workweek), however, i'm not particularly appreciative to mother nature for sending along these showers and drizzle. for i am supposed to spend several hours out-of-doors doing that which i do for my crazy living.

rock the vote is making a stop at the waterfront, enticing those youngsters of voting age to cast ballots - bribed with ice cream, american flatbread pizza and temporary tattoos featuring politcal afflication-like designs. the music and the vote-mongering (in the best possible sense) is going on rain or shine and i'll be down there in a half hour to jot down my observations and quotable conversations so i can put it all into perspective for those who choose to (perhaps wisely) remain inside or hit up a movie on such an overcast afternoon.

but as i sit here, doing my pre-reporting research about voting statistics and registration information, i came across a new journal entry, sent from california, seemingly designed to make me smile. references to the beauty of the garden state soundtrack and the wonder that is gregory page, as well as a recommendation of a new name among the list of singer-songwriters i've yet to listen to.

i was able to bypass the disappointment about missing a show with jason, bushwalla and tristan, which really is an accomplishment upon itself, as i cursed being on the wrong side of the country yesterday afternoon, imagining san diegans and otherwise in the areans preparing for a rollicking time at the belly up - another of those places i wish to go when i finally make it out to the pacific time zone.

instead, i found myself inspired and influenced by the wit and wordplay of the esteemed singer-songwriter and smiled at our shared appreciation for "music for people who love that sensitive and often
depressing melody, performed by wussies with hearts too big to care for anything else but you."

so on what could be a glum saturday, i'm going to will the music to be lively, the quotes to pop onto the page and for a good time. perhaps, before heading back to the office, i'll dance a bit in the rain or walk along the water's edge. feeling appropriately creative, i'll make the trip back here, write a fabulous story and then head home to meet up with friends and make the trip to bradford for more music - and, from what i'm willing, a good time.

Sometimes you can WILL great things to happen. I’ve been doing it for years. Expect not immediate results. Instead just throw your goals out there into the open air or into the pages of your morning journal and let the collective subconscious of the world do the rest.