I’ve literally done nothing today, and I’m totally fine with that. Isn’t that what Sunday’s are for. I remember when I was seventeen I used to work every single Sunday. The shift was 11.30 until 4.30. It was the worst time for a shift, taking up the majority of the day, leaving a small amount of time in the mornings and afternoons to myself. It made the end of the weekend’s pretty shitty, espeically witht he thought of school the next day, and then work after that.
So I guess thats why I appricate days like this. I’ve spent most of my day reading James Andrew Miller & Tom Shales’ ‘Live From New York’ book on the history of ‘Saturday Night Live’. Which is cool, but I thought the 40th annivasery special was on a Saturday night, meaning Sunday midday here. Unkown to me it was always gonna be on a Sunday night, so Monday Australian time. Which is fine, but I might not be watching it for a few days now.
What am I currently listening too you ask? Well my iTunes is on shuffle, but I’m cheating by picking which songs stay in the up next bar up top. Which is a convenient tool, and the only worthy addition to iTunes in the past few years. I had “You Can Call Me Al” by Paul Simon on before, which reminds me of the summer before I strated my senior year, because I was playing the fuck out of Graceland at the time. I just had playing “Wild Is The Wind” by David Bowie off his Station to Station album, a favourite of mine. I only just relaised that it was a cover.
Normally I’m more of a live in the moment person, but I wish I had a photo of Studio 8H, that I got to admire for a good ten minutes behind glass while I waited to enter Seth Meyer’s monologue rehesal in the studio adjuacent.
“No Coke! Pepsi?