Nothing of Interest Here
Nothing worth blogging about anyway. I've kind of lost interest in blogging. Just like art, things come and go. I'm just checking in to say all is well, we're healthy, life is good, golf is still good, and that's really all there is. I haven't been in the mood to go into the studio, although I'm starting to feel the call because soon I won't be playing golf and I'll need something to fill that void. There's the signpost up ahead--next stop>> Studio Zone.
We had a heat wave over the weekend (105) which was a harbinger of things to come. When it gets that hot, it's hard to sleep at night, the pool is about 100 degrees so no help there, and it's hard to do anything that resembles activity or exercise (i.e. golf). Yeah, we can hunker down in the air conditioning, and we do, but...I don't know, I just like real air. The breezes kicked up today and temps cooled down a little, so at least golf tomorrow won't be wicked hot and we'll sleep better tonight.
I've spent a huge chunk of time planning trips, I know I've mentioned them before, but it has been a lot of work. I've done all the legwork for Alaska and Europe, and I have Australia/Asia yet to do. Don't want to miss anything! It's not like I go there often.
Coachella was a huge success, I know that doesn't mean a whole lot to you, but it's the largest music festival in the country (maybe the world), it spans two weekends, and it happens a mile from my house. It brings huge amounts of revenue to the area (85,000 hungry and thirsty people), and it's good to see the young folks having fun. If I were younger--and had the inclination to spend that kind of money--I'd go. Check out this Silent Dance if you've got a moment. To keep the party going into the wee hours and keep the neighbors happy, they gave everybody wireless headphones, and they danced on a floor that had the beat.
Well, that's all the news. We're good here.