If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that it’s been one long week and I am so happy that the weekend is finally here. I have for your sipping pleasure tonight, coffee, tea, apple cider, and of course water. I think I’ll have a bit of the apple cider while we sit, listen to some music, chat, and just relax a bit.
What’s on? One of my favorite playlists. The Black Crowes, “She Talks to Angels” just finished playing. I’d say that it’s a bit odd that a song of a girl using drugs, presumably heroin, is so moving, but it is.
If we were having coffee, I may just have to pass tonight. Not because my love of coffee has waned (on the contrary), but because I’ve already drank about two pots today. At some point tonight, I’m going to need to sleep, so perhaps I should abstain until then. The coffee pot is at the ready however, so feel free to help yourself, and as always, we have tea and water.
We can watch the fights as we talk. The UFC is on, and maybe there will be some good fights tonight. I used to keep up with the UFC. We would go out and watch the pay-per-views, making a night of it with friends. It was a good time, but now I mostly just watch the free ones that come on TV. I’m not sure why we quit going out to watch the fights. Maybe I’m just getting old, or maybe I just got tired of spending the money that could have been better used elsewhere. Who knows? Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare – Watching the Fights”→
Carl lay back looking up through the hole in the rotted roof. Sweat on his forehead ran down into his eyes.
The midday sun hid just outside his line of sight, burning bright and hot in a cloudless sky.
What I wouldn’t give for a cool breeze, he thought. He looked over at the defunct ceiling fan, wishing yet again that it could spin. How nice that would be, if the blades were straight and spinning, making this tropical paradise bearable.
That however was not to be. So he poured another tequila, and waited for a cool breeze to blow.
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If we were having, I would get you a cup of whatever this is the hotel is serving in coffee cups, and then give you an update on the writing stuff from last week.
Missed last week, or just plain don’t remember what we talked about? No worries! It’s a busy world we live in.
Last week we talked about how I haven’t been very accountable with my writing and how I needed to tighten up. I am proud to say that I have done just that. Since last time, I’ve been logging my words on The Magic Spreadsheet and my streak is up to seven days today. Each day I’ve done at least 300 words, most days more. I wonder how long I can keep it up.
I also mentioned a youtube channel that I could use to hold myself accountable. I made a test video or two, but I just can’t do it. What can I say? I’m just not a video kind of guy.
That’s really about it! I’m off to bed early tonight, because we have a big race in the morning! Hope you are all doing well out there, hitting your goals, whatever they may be. I hate to be so short tonight, but I really do need to get some sleep.
Come on back next week and we can talk a bit more!
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Just what's lacking?
That I'm forgetting.
Once again through the list,
Maybe spot what I've missed.
And off we go down the road,
The packing story all told.
All that we've got,
And all that we lack.
Must last the weekend,
And bring us back.
Couldn’t help but put this up. As I was packing this morning, it ran through my head, and then of course, I forgot most of it. I think that it all came back in the end though.