unpleasant topics...

So. The thing I've been avoiding blogging about because it stresses me the fuck out, and I'm all about "avoidance"…

Last Friday (fuck, I guess it was the Friday BEFORE last) I was already losing my mind over running this film event at school, and I got a call from my brother who had just been diagnosed with testicular cancer. Not to be self-centered or anything, but it was hella bad timing for that sort of news, given the couple of weeks I've been having, but that's beside the point I guess - or should be.

Since then, he's had the operation and a CT and other tests show no sign of spreading. Testicular cancer has an almost 100% recovery rate when caught early. So, that part of the news is fairly good.

But above and beyond the specific impact of the news, there are the other implications - my Mom is a wreck of course, not just because of my brother, but because she lost all 3 brothers and sisters to cancer. Which not only worries HER for obvious reasons, but worries ME for… well, the same reasons. At some point the question becomes not "if" but just "when" and "what kind". For everyone. Hoping you get "good cancer" is not the best way to occupy one's mind.

button pushing ≠ guitar playing...

Evidence? Halloween night we went to a friend's house who had Rock Band: Beatles. A representative sampling of my scores...

GUITAR: Medium... FAIL
GUITAR: Easy... 64%
DRUMS: EXPERT... 92%

Which goes to prove my frequent assertion that the better you are at a REAL instrument, the harder it is to PRETEND to play it.

forced blogging...

Hey, you know that thing where you are supposed to blog every day during November? Maybe I'll try that as an excuse to start writing here more regularly again. Or, you know... to add one more thing to my LONG LIST OF FAILURES!!