Monday May 23 2016

Pointless to Resist Pizza (May 23 2016)[i]

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I'm involved in a sci-fi story. At first I'm just watching it like a movie but then I'm placed into the narrative. A band of survivors trapped inside a spacecraft of enormous size. Near the center we locate command control. Everyone's arguing about the electricity and whether or not we should activate it. There's concern about the "bad things" discovering we're here. Just as soon as it's mentioned I hear a noise from around the corner. The "bad things" have arrived. Val Kilmer, who plays the lead character in our group, assures me if I stand perfectly still they won't bother me. The "bad things" look like household items like dishtowels and rags just floating along. One of the rags inspects the area where I'm standing and brushes by my leg – its touch is super uncomfortable. I lift my leg away. Now it's suspicious. I decide it's time to run away and leave all of this behind. I run out from the ledge where I was standing and elevate into the air flapping my arms. I can hear the commotion I've started down below. My band of people are defending themselves and the "bad things" are attacking – some of them are running after me. This spacecraft is a wide open hall with towers of bunk beds stacked to the ceiling. I hop from one to the other continuing my elevation until I've reached safety at the top. I'm far, far away from the "bad things". They can't possibly know where I am now. I keep running and flying along on the top bunk bed. The mattress is unusually long. I discover another person up here underneath the covers. It's not really human but some hybrid form of human and alien understood to be a female.

"Oh!" I react. "You're up here too. How did you find this place?"

She seems polite and we strike up a friendship. Later on, I'm sleeping in a room on the top floor. I keep my eyes cracked open and notice Dennis Hopper, who plays a villain in this story, walks in with two guys. They've been searching the whole spacecraft for me and now they found me. I wake up slowly but without alarm. Dennis Hopper leaves. The two guys and I have fun doing summersaults in the bedroom. 

▬ ○ ☼


Waking up at 11:30 a.m.


Greek Yogurt with Oranges.


Shopping for groceries and errands with Ana. She's all chipper today cause it's her day off. A Porsche drives by...

Me: "Look I drive a Porsche of coursche!"

The Porsche merges into a turn lane without using a turn signal.

Me: "I don't use a signal cause I drive a Porsche of coursche!"


Scrambled Eggs. Bagel with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Yerba Mate Tea.


Full day of teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Back home for a minute. Ana prepped a couple Pizzas earlier in the day. I throw them in the oven while mom fixes us Salads.


ELO rehearsal.


Back home. My head is killing me.


Pineapple and Milk Chocolate. Chamomile Ginger Turmeric Tea.


Sleep 3:30 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Sunday May 22 2016

Broken Bones with Broken Phones - Rock School Show (May 22 2016) (4)[i]

Waking up late again 11:40 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Coffee.


Business. Scheduling.


Today's the big Rock School show at Eagle's Nest. We’ve got two bands, one with a mix of pre-teens and teens and the other with adults. I'm running all over the place trying to keep the stage organized and make sure everything goes smoothly. You can feel the nervousness in all the kids who are performing for the first time on stage. I know all too well what that feels like. You just gotta let them know to do the best they can. I'm proud of everyone.


Rock School Show Line-up (May 22 2016)

Broken Bones with Broken Phones - Rock School Show (May 22 2016) (1)

LCMS - Rock School Show (May 22 2016) (2)

LCMS - Rock School Show (May 22 2016) (1)

Jenna - Rock School Show (May 22 2016)

Broken Bones with Broken Phones - Rock School Show (May 22 2016) (2)

Broken Bones with Broken Phones - Rock School Show (May 22 2016) (3)

Hannah - Rock School Show (May 22 2016)



Finally back home. I'm starving.

Peanut Butter English Muffin. Potato Lentil Curls. Fuji Apple. Oolong Tea.


Relaxing and watching poker videos.


Discussing with Will the positives and negatives of the PC vs Mac world we live in.


Teamwork dinner cooking in the kitchen with mom: Sprouted Mung Beans, Onions, Purple Cauliflower, Carrots, and Quinoa.


Taking apart the dryer to finally troubleshoot the intense squeaking problem we've been having – it's been a major stress factor in this house. After taking off the front panel it appears we need a new drum glide. I order one for $20 online. Meanwhile, between my mom, Will, and I we vacuum out the lint from all the crevices inside the dryer – picking up all of Kevin's lost socks behind the dryer – found half a crusty bagel that looks like it's been eaten by ants over the years (I explain to Will this is an remnant of The Bagel Wars – refer to https://youtu.be/-GBMq0C_u10). 


Pineapple.


Sleep 3:30 a.m.


[i] Images by me.

Saturday May 21 2016

DEJA at Wing King (May 21 2016)[i]

Waking up at noon. Slept in later than usual I guess cause of the rain.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Green Tea.


Dealing with leaky ceilings downstairs.


Coaching the last rock school session for the adult band.


Tuna Salad. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Oolong Tea. Danish.

Watching Synchronicity (2015).


Working on a few things – organizing.


Eggplant, Kale, Brown Rice Quinoa Noodles, and Fire Roasted Tomatoes.


At Wing King for the DEJA gig. Spirits are high tonight – it's a good time. We have a few appearances by other musicians sharing the stage with us. Sipping on a Shock Top while the rest of the guys down shots of Fireball. 




Back home. Enjoying Ginger Chunk Cookies and Tea.


Sleep 3:30 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Friday May 20 2016

Kon Trubkovich.[i]

Waking up at 10:15 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Teaching a lesson.


Meeting with John from Mass Mutual to discuss upping the monthly payment into my Roth IRA account.


Scrambled Eggs. Bagel with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Oolong Tea.

Watching Trophy Kids (2016).


Teaching an in-home lesson out off Lynnhaven.


Checking out a thrift store the way back to Hilltop.


Coaching the last rock school session for our kid/teen band. Drew is present instead of Jimmy – he's pushing them right on through the set multiple times keeping them alert and thinking ahead. It's tough on them cause they just learned two new songs last time but they manage to get through it and it looks like they're having fun.


At the Rec exercising and playing a few pick-up basketball games.


Corralling my mom and Ana to Nawab, a local Indian cuisin restaurant down the street. Ana and I ate here on her birthday. We had to come back and experience the fresh variety of flavors. 

...

Chicken with Mango and Ginger. Eggplant and Kale. Garlic Naan Bread. Samosas. Basmati Rice.

...

My mom makes an observation about our lives, something that is relevant to me especially. "Your daily life can consume you if you let it," she says.

Time just keeps flying and before you know it you're aging into oblivion.


Back home. Enjoying a couple Donuts Ana bought from My Vegan Sweet Tooth.


Tucking Ana into bed...

"Give me kiss," she pleads.

"Do you want an organic one or an all natural?" I ask.

"Organic. But I guess it won't be cause I asked you to."


Peach Tea. Navel Orange.


Sleep 3:30 a.m.


[i] Kon Trubkovich.

Thursday May 19 2016

Dennis Brown.[i]

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At Busch Gardens with my mom, Ana, and some other family friends. We didn't even get the chance to go on any rides or roller coasters. We only had time to see a concert for some reason. I get left behind by everyone at the gate when exiting cause of one jerk-off security guard who has nothing better to do than randomly pick people out of the crowd and search them. I'm told to stand over to the side. I roll my two carts (from the storage unit) of stuff to the side and wait for what seems like forever. He's not even doing anything. He's just standing there looking busy.

I protest, "What the hell am I doing here? Can I please go?"

He's not interested in me leaving so I complain to another security guard (a lady) – she seems confused on why I'm waiting and says it's okay to go. I leave quickly but have difficulty pushing my two carts. After a while I locate my mom and her friend in the lobby.

▬ ○ ☼ ○ ▬

I'm stressed out about a hostile situation. In the city it's understood I'm renting an apartment and someone is holding one of my family members hostage inside. With stealth I creep around the side of the building looking for a unique way inside. I'm aware that the perpetrator has a sniper rifle of some kind aiming outside from the apartment window. After I make my way around back the scenario changes. It's now a semi-rural landscape. I march down a hill with a house in sight. I see the guy holding the gun aiming at me. I maneuver myself in zigzags and jump around so I'm not an easy target. I approach the front porch and make it inside. Somehow I grab the gun, which turns out to be a plastic almost toy-like gun. I aim at his head and pull the trigger but the bullet just barely comes out. Things get weird when the guy isn't a guy anymore. He's now a girl, attractive and young but with a little meat on her bones. She crawls on the table naked and gets on her hands and knees. I'm not sure what's happening. It seems like her goal is to sexually excite me so I forget about the bad things she did. But she doesn't have to try hard. Internally, I'm attracted to her but on the outside I'm still trying to get justice. Her relatives are standing around, a brother and a mother – it's as if this is their home. She goes to leave through the sliding glass doors and I follow with intent on reprimanding her. The two of us hop down from the doors and onto the grass. Immediately I grab her and we slide underneath the house. It's a sexual fire of mixed emotions cause just a minute ago I wanted to kill her but now I just want pleasure from her. We go at it quickly. There's a group of little kids running along the side of the house – they spot what's going on. I feel embarrassed but we don't stop what we're doing. I think at this point I realize I'm dreaming, or maybe I already realized that earlier and that's why I'm allowing this situation to escalate in this way cause it's a dream and not reality. I wouldn't do this in waking life. 

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Waking up at 11:30 a.m.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Teaching a lesson.


Riding my bike to the shop to pick up my car from getting an oil change.


Banana. Peanut Butter English Muffin. Watermelon. Potato Lentil Curls. Oolong Tea.

Watching Trophy Kids (2016).


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Back home. Warming a Fried Flounder Filet my mom brought home with a leftover slice of Pizza and Kale.


Attending poker night. It's a good and thrilling time as usual but no win for me.


Practicing piano at the music space.


Strawberries.


Sleep 3:30 a.m.


[i] Dennis Brown.

Wednesday May 18 2016

Waking up at 11:40 a.m.


Craving a cup of Coffee so I go for it with leftover Pancakes and an Orange.


Business. Organizing. Making phone calls.


Scrambled Eggs. Bagel with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Leftover Potatoes. Oolong Tea.

Watching a basketball documentary.


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Picking up a Veggie Pizza from Ynot off Great Neck.

Enjoying three slices with some Kale.


Off to DEJA rehearsal at the space – working on The Wall tonight.


Dropping my car off at the shop overnight then riding my bike down Atlantic Avenue.


Ginger Turmeric Tea.


Ana's lounging in my bed on her phone.

"What're doing? Scrolling your life away," I tell her.

"Just scrolling and swooning..." she says. "...my life away."


Sleep next to Ana at 3 a.m.

Tuesday May 17 2016

Ana and Elvis (May 17 2016) (flash)[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Organizing. Chores. Doing stuff at the music space.


Navel Orange. Grilled PB&J. Fuji Apple. Potato Lentil Curls. Oolong Tea.


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Dried Mango.


At the Rec playing a game of basketball then shooting around until I can't stand it anymore.


Back home. Putting together a mish-mash meal of Beans, Quinoa, Spinach, and leftovers for dinner.


Pineapple Juice.


At the music space cleaning and organizing. Finished going through all my granddad's old music gear, most of it over 60 years old and amps still turn on and speakers work beautifully.


Granddad Markham's Old Music Gear (May 17 2016)

50's Microphones from Granddad Markham (May 17 2016) (1)

50's Microphones from Granddad Markham (May 17 2016) (2)


Back home.

Chilling with Elvis and Ana for a little bit.

Ana and Elvis (May 17 2016) (B&W)


Sleep 4 a.m.


[i] Images by me.

Monday May 16 2016

Billy Playing Imperial March at Music Makers (May 16 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Researching how to train a kitten to develop into a healthy cat. We've had issues with Elvis biting our hands and legs too much. Learning how to discipline him properly and teach him when his aggressive play has crossed the line.


Errands.


Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Salsa. Oolong Tea.

Watching Spotlight (2015).


Long day of teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Billy's ready for his Star Wars performance...



Back home. Mom made dinner: Tempeh with Onions, Mushrooms, Peppers, Broccoli, Carrots, and Basmati Rice.


ELO band rehearsal.


Cherries.


Hanging out with the cat and Ana in her bedroom. When Elvis gets tired of pouncing around the room we see the affectionate side to him.


Sleep 3 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Sunday May 15 2016

Morning Selfie (May 15 2016)[i]

Waking up to early morning lovemaking at 11 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Cleaning my granddad's old music equipment at the space.


Navel Orange.


Two rock school sessions.


Scrambled Eggs. Bagel with Cream Cheese. Roasted Potatoes. Oolong Tea.


Getting groceries at Trader Joe's.


Maple Leaf Cookies.


ELO vocal rehearsal at the warehouse off Lynnhaven.


Back home. Making dinner – mom arrives home to help out just in time.

Brown Rice Quinoa Spaghetti Noodles with Peppers, Onions, Mushrooms, and Tomato Sauce. Salad.


At the music space continuing to clean and test out my granddad's old music gear. Surprised to find that everything still turns on and works. Even though the amps are over 50 years old they've still managed to survive the elements and time.


Back home. Chamomile Tea.

Sleep 4 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Saturday May 14 2016

Ana and Elvis (May 14 2016)[i]

Ana comes into my room waking me up at 11:27 a.m.

"The pancakes are done," she says. "Time to eat."


Downstairs we enjoy her soft gooey delicious Oat Banana pancakes with Maple Syrup, Greek Yogurt, and Yerba Mate Tea.


Teaching an hour lesson at Music Makers.


At the Rec shooting the basketball around for exercise.


Giving myself a haircut – it seems like I get better and better every time.


PB&J English Muffins. Fuji Apple. Lentil Potato Curls.

Watching The VVitch: A New-England Folktale (2015). 


Errands.


Navel Orange.


Making dinner for later.


Got another DEJA gig at South Beach Grill off Norfolk Avenue.

...

Dinner break in between sets: Salmon, Beans, Kale, and Rice.

...

Everybody is on fire tonight – Eric wails on the guitar like the master he is – Drew gets creative with the coolest fills and plays so hard his cymbal falls off – John takes charismatic control of the microphone and leads the bar crowd to a catharsis – Jimmy's thumping on the bass beautifully – even I felt on point.


Back home.

Pineapple Juice.


Chillin' with Ana and Elvis in the bedroom. The kitten has been exceptionally frisky lately – he keeps biting and scratching Ana's legs – he's just in constant attack mode – ATTACK! Attack everything!





Settling down in bed with Ana at 3:15 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Friday May 13 2016

DEJA at 7th Street Stage on the Boardwalk (May 13 2016) (1)[i]

Waking up at 10:30 a.m.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Green Tea.


Teaching a lesson at Music Makers.




Organizing. Business.


Scrambled Eggs. Bagel with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Potato Lentil Curls. Oolong Tea.


Driving around teaching my in-home lessons.


Immediately after I have to high tail it to the DEJA gig on boardwalk near 7th Street in between Mahi Mah's and Chix. Earlier we were concerned about getting rained out but the skies cleared and the people cheered. Three 1-hour sets with two thirty-minute breaks. The Kain family I teach out in Croatan show up. The patios from the two restaurants are packed. It's a nice change to be playing outside next to the beach. Appeasing my appetite with a slice of Pizza from across the street.


DEJA at 7th Street Stage on the Boardwalk (May 13 2016) (2)


Back home. Hanging out with my mom. She makes me a serving of Kale and Corn.


Sipping on Peach Herbal Tea.


Playing Full Tilt poker.


Sleep 4 a.m.


[i] Images by me.

Thursday May 12 2016

Poker Night - Cee-lo (May 12 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, Maca, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Teaching a lesson at Music Makers.


Shooting some basketball at the Rec.


Tuna Salad Sandwich with Lettuce and Tomato. Roasted Potatoes. Oolong Tea.

Watching 30 for 30: This Magic Moment (2016).


Teaching more lessons at Music Makers.


Dinner: Leftover Beans, Kale, and Wild Rice.


Attending poker night off Lynnhaven. I feel like every time I play with these guys I start to feel my way through them. My style of play is taking form and some of the other guys are noticing. I make it through way past half time but get demolished by better hands.


Back home.

Watermelon and Lentil Potato Curls.


Chamomile Tea.


Sleep 3 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Wednesday May 11 2016

Ana and Elvis (May 11 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Organizing. Business. Scheduling.


Picking up my keyboard from the repair shop.


Tuna Salad, Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese, Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato, and Oolong Tea.


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Back home.

Roasted Potatoes, Brussel Sprouts, Onions, and Eggs for dinner.


DEJA rehearsal at the music space.


Back home. Snacking on Marshmallows, an Orange, and Herbal Tea.

Hanging out with Ana and Elvis in the bedroom. The cat still has an issue with pooping and stepping all in it. We can't trust him cause we never know when he's gonna tromp around with poopy paws.


Sleep 3 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Tuesday May 10 2016

Automaten 1888 design by Vaucanson.[i]

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I'm with Ana. It's 5 in the morning. We head over to her aunt's house where apparently everybody over there gets up at 5 in the morning every day. It's understood even Ana is used to this. Three of her cousins, which are little boys, are already outside with their school clothes on and lunchboxes.

I make a joke to them, "Look! The moon is out! Good morning."

Inside, Ana and I are trying to relax in her aunt's bed. It seems like we're trying to have sex but we reconsider cause of how inappropriate that might be in someone else's bed. But we're also very tired. I have to pee so I run into the bathroom where the floor is kind of wet and dirty. Later on, out in the back there's a shack with screens for walls. It's understood this is where Ana and I want to live. We were hoping to lie down in here and continue our plans to have sex but it's too out in the open. Behind the shack is a public lake. I lean over the railing and see dead black and white ducks floating in the water. Their fur resembles Elvis's tuxedo fur coat. Some of them are still alive but look like they're drowning. I try to ask someone nearby why this is happening. Nobody seems to know.

▬ ○ ☼


Waking up at 11 a.m. Ana says out loud, "To eat oatmeal or to not eat oatmeal? That is the question."


We recount our dreams to each other. According to dreammoods.com, "To see a dead duck in your dream refers to a pessimistic outlook. You are set on a path that is destined for doom."


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Skipp, the food angel, drops by with plentiful amount of fruits, veggies, and bread.


Prepping dinner and other things.


Grilled PB&J. Fuji Apple. Oolong Tea.


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Dried Mango.


At the Rec shooting the basketball just to get some exercise in.


Back home. Dinner with the family (Ana and mom): Beans, Stir-Fry Vegetables, and Brown Rice.


At the storage unit off Tidewater for Ladada band practice with Josiah and Bobby.


Navel Orange.


Pomegranate Tea.


Sleep 3:30 a.m.


[i] Automaten 1888 design by Vaucanson.

Monday May 9 2016

Indoor S'mores (May 9 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Greek Yogurt with Blueberries, Hemp Seed, and Bananas.


Organizing. Chores.


Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Runa Energy Tea.

Watching I Am Wrath (2016).


Full schedule of teaching lessons at Music Makers from 3:30 till 8.


Back home. Making a Salad dinner with Mom. I warm up a couple slices of Pizza with mine.


ELO band rehearsal in Lynnhaven.


Back home. Ana's just now sitting down to enjoy her dinner. We make a few indoor S'mores using the microwave.


Playing Full Tilt online poker for play money.


Sleep 3 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Sunday May 8 2016

Mother's Day Home Cooked Meal (May 8 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11:20 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Chores. Organizing.


Coaching rock school sessions at Music Makers.


Grilled PB&J. Fuji Apple. Oolong Tea. Lentil Potato Curls.


Driving back to the Markham house in Portsmouth to retrieve all the old music gear in the garage and an old Coca-Cola rack.


Back home. Giving my mom a hand at dinner but she mostly takes responsibility for it. It's kind of a southern-style dish: Chicken with Red Onions, Kale, Carrots, Madagascar Rice, and Fried Cornbread (the way my Grandma used to make it). Sitting down at the diner table enjoying our made-with-love meal with the two most important ladies in my life. Ana brought home a lavender plant for my mom. Happy Mother's Day!


The rest of the night continues busily. The goal is to clear out the corner in the dining room where Ana's pantry is and replace it with the vintage steel Coca-Cola rack I got from the Markham house. It requires a team effort between the three of us to clean the greasy shelves. I organize everything back on the shelf. There's so much going on all day long. Afterwards, enjoying a few relieving moments in Ana's bed with Elvis pouncing around.


Pomegranate White Tea.


Sleep 4 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Saturday May 7 2016

Typewriter in the Markham House (May 7 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11:30 a.m.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Today is help-my-mom-move day again. I drive over to the Markham house in Portsmouth. It's just my mom and I organizing all the boxes, uninstalling the computer and TV, and sifting through all the stuff on the second floor. Upstairs, it's a time warp. There're piles and piles of old books (encyclopedias, Prevention mags from the 70's, Reader's Digest, and songbooks), old trinkets and bedroom bric-a-brac that belonged to my granddad and my great uncle, and tax documents from the 60's and 70's. The dust fills up my lungs so from time to time I have to take a break from it and blow my nose.


Upstairs in the Markham House (May 7 2016) (1)

Upstairs in the Markham House (May 7 2016) (2)


I even find contracts from my granddad's band between him and the venues they played back in the day. There's so much old junk. It's hard to figure out what to keep and what to throw away.


Sharing Toasted PB&J's and an Apple with my mom.


We load everything up in her truck and my car – transporting it all to her storage unit. I take on the task of organizing the boxes inside. The both of us are exhausted to the max. Moving is a draining task.


Back home. I whip up dinner for us in the kitchen: Tempeh with Onions, Broccoli, Artichoke, and Quinoa.


Homemade Dinner for Mom and I (May 7 2016)


Tending to house chores.


Applesauce and Green Tea.


Spending quality time with Elvis on Ana's bed. He romps around wildly batting his paws at anything and everything – so much energy.


Sleep next to Ana at 2 a.m.


[i] Images by me.

Friday May 6 2016

Peek-a-boo Elvis (May 6 2016)[i]

Waking up at 10:05 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Teaching a lesson at Music Makers.


At the Rec shooting the basketball around. There's an organized full court game going on in the next gym over. I want to play but I really can't until my hand heals. I can't risk agitation.


Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Oolong Tea.

Watching National Lampoon: Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead (2015).


Teaching my in-home lessons.


Picking up some groceries and things from Whole Foods and Target.


Back home. Making Pizza and a Salad.


Feeding my mom a salad and some pizza. We hang out and talk about her transitioning from the old house to here and possibly getting a job at an elementary school. It’s nice having her here in general because we can be closer and take care of each other, but also cause she has an affinity for cleaning. Considering how irresponsible some of us can be this is a big plus.


Then Ana arrives home. Now it's time to play with Elvis. It's becoming a nightly ritual.




Chamomile Tea.


Sleep 3 a.m.


[i] Image by me.

Thursday May 5 2016

Mom's Come Home (May 5 2016)[i]

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I'm a skater boy. I'm on my board zooming down a country road at night. I locate a party house where I meet a young couple. The girl tries to befriend me but it's suspiciously over the top. When I try to leave they're not enthused about it. Earlier she got me to hold this small gun in my hand. The rational side of me realizes what is going on. I think them to be con artists. It's understood their plan is to set me up so that my finger prints are on this gun. I try to escape – hopping on my skateboard and flying down the country road again. They catch up with me at another house. Out in the backyard they have me cornered. I jump over the fence and float up into the night sky. ▬ ▬ ▬ Switch to another scene. The couple is a part of a Star Wars tribute group that dresses up in all the costumes: Chewbacca, Han Solo, Princess Leia, etc. They have a truck with a detailed emblem: Chewbacca's face with "THE SIXTIES" painted in bold lettering underneath. The story with the couple continues. Out in the backyard of an apartment complex. I run along small cliffs – hiding behind a dumpster I drop dead convincing the couple I passed out. My hands fall on top of strange looking mushrooms. When they're out of sight I jump up and try to run away. A black panther that was sleeping up on a cliff catches sight of me and chases me...  

▬ ○ ☼ ○ ▬

In the morning I come downstairs to find that Will installed a gas burner on the electric stove. He somehow managed to make it so you can choose between electric and gas. The only problem is it's taller than before so you have to get on your tip-toes to reach the range. It's a crowded kitchen now. Him, Ana, and some other girl are here trying to make breakfast. It's weird cause it's still nighttime. My oatmeal isn't cooking properly for some reason and somebody decides to throw diced tomatoes into the pot.

"I don't want this in here!" I shout.

▬ ○ ☼


Waking up at 11 a.m.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Cleaning out Elvis's pen cause he's tromping around with poop on his hind leg again. This is becoming a daily problem – gotta clean his paws and wash all the sheets again.


Teaching a lesson at Music Makers.


Ana and I go to PetSmart to buy him food and toys.


Grilled PB&J. Fuji Apple. Oolong Tea.


Teaching more lessons at Music Makers.


Back home.

Ana is trying to make coconut ice cream. Another catastrophe occurs when she turns the pot of the mixture to a boil with the lid on and forgets about it. We discover it downstairs boiling over – chocolately liquid pouring down under the range. This is her vice.


Making dinner: Salmon with Red Onions, Kale, and Wild Black Rice.


Trying my hand (s) at poker. Luck just isn't on my side tonight. I win a few remarkable hands but it's not enough to keep me there all night. I watch some play aggressively with their stacks rising and falling.


Back home. Mom and Ana are soaking their oatmeal. Mom's gonna be staying in the living room for some time until she finds her own place. She's in the process of moving out of the Markham house in Portsmouth.

Jokingly I tell them, "Well, I lost all the money. Guess we won't be paying the mortgage this month!"


Elvis is in the spotlight on Ana's bed while we watch him grow into a frisky kitten – he enjoys the new toys we got him.


The rain falls persistently by the window as the three of us (Ana, Elvis, and I) catnap on the bed.


[i] Image by me.

Wednesday May 4 2016

Elvis Cat Scream (May 4 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Ana and her mom are here – hanging out with Elvis and feeding him.


Well Trained Elvis (May 4 2016)


Working out at the Rec. Then, shooting some basketball on the street courts.


Street Ball (May 4 2016)

Shooting Basketball (May 4 2016)


Back home.

Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Potato Chips with Avocado. Oolong Tea.


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Banana.


Between breaks I run home to spend time with Elvis.


Back home.

Dinner: Brown Rice Quinoa Spaghetti Noodles with Tomato Sauce, Onions, Mushrooms, and a Salad.

Watching The Boy (2016).


Strawberries and Pineapple with Greek Yogurt.


Hanging out in Ana's room with the cat running around on the bed. We're trying to draw out an idea for a weekly practice record but Elvis keeps distracting us with his kitten cuteness.


Sleep next to Ana at 2:40 a.m.


[i] Images by me.

Tuesday May 3 2016

Waking up at 11 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Scheduling. Business.


Elvis is getting used to eating out of his little bowl alone now.


Taking my RD-700 keyboard to KBD Systems for repair on a few keys.


Grilled PB&J. Fuji Apple. Oolong Tea. Banana.


Teaching lessons at Music Makers.


Dried Mango.


Staying busy in the kitchen cleaning dishes, making bread, and making dinner.


General Tso's Tofu with Roasted Brussel Sprouts, Carrots, Onions, and Rice.


Sharing dinner at the table with Ana while watching an episode of Powerpuff Girls.


Ladada practice with Josiah and Bobby at the Tidewater storage unit. We haven't played in a few weeks so it feels nice to get my fingers on the bass again. Working out a few new jams.


Back home.

Pineapple.


Sleep 3 a.m.

Monday May 2 2016

Waking up at 9:40 a.m.


Taking Elvis to the vet for an exam and checkup.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


Business.


Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Cocoa Tomato. Oolong Tea.


Going to the doctor for the last time regarding my left hand injury. Finally getting these stitches and packing removed. He wasn't enthused about my refusing to get a PICC line of antibiotics post-surgery but he said my wound looks fine – no more infection.


Stitches and Packing Removal Day (May 2 2016)


Back home. Ana witnessed Elvis eliminate his first poop. It's good to know everything is in working order. The vet said he was healthy and had no concerns. Everything is grand today...


Elvis loves his litter box (May 2 2016)


Teaching lessons at Music Makers – it's a long shift today.


Quick dinner at the house: leftover Lentils, Broccoli, Carrots, and Rice.


ELO rehearsal at the Right On studio.


Back home.

Navel Orange.


Feeding Elvis – he's now eating out of his tiny bowl instead of my finger. We're making progress every day.


Sleep 3 a.m.

Sunday May 1 2016

Elvis in his Thunderdome Playpen (May 1 2016)[i]

Waking up at 10:30 a.m.


Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.


We take Elvis to the Banfield Pet Hospital to set up an appointment with a vet tomorrow morning. Ana carries around the pink crate with the meowing kitten and catches the eye of every single female employee. Seriously, almost everybody comes over and gawks over the cuteness.


Running out to buy a playpen and a pet carrier for Elvis. The playpen just so happens to be purple, for royalty of course. Elvis is in the building...


Elvis and Donald (May 1 2016)


He takes his first pee in his litter box. It's so simple for cats. Their natural instinct is letting things out in something sandy. As soon as I dropped him into the box he scratched around and then voila!


Coaching a rock school session at the Music Makers space.


Grapes.


Power napping.


Taking a nice bike ride around the neighborhood. The air is rich with the scent of rain.


Feeding Ana and I dinner: Sautéed Cashews with Onions, Mushrooms, Kale, and Yuca Fries. Then, it's time to feed Elvis. At first I had been feeding minimal amounts of food using my finger. But this time we have success using a spoon. He nibbles and licks every little bit down.




Tea.


Sleep 2:30 a.m.


[i] Images by me.

Saturday April 30 2016

Elvis Kitten (2)(April 30 2016)[i]

Waking up at 11:47 p.m. later than usual but I needed the extra rest.


Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.

Watching Where to Invade Next? (2015).


Heading over to the Markham house in Portsmouth where my great uncle Kenny was living before he passed. My mom is the process of moving out. I help organize all the mysterious things hidden away in the garage – found all of my granddad's old music gear (amps, speaker cabinets, and recording devices). As well, there's a lot of handmade knick-knacks and interesting poetry he engraved onto pictures...



The Markam Brothers Old Music Gear (April 30 2016)

Speaker Cabinet made by my Granddad (April 30 2016) (2)

Granddaddy's old Reel to Reel (April 30 2016)


Lunch break: Toasted PB&J's with a Fuji Apple, Lentil Potato Curls, and Oolong Tea.


In the process of cleaning everything out I discover a kitten and her mom living up in the loft. The mother cat got scared and ran off. Ana's been talking about having a pet and it just clicked with me that it would be the right thing to do by taking this kitten in. He's well past 4 weeks old, which isn't a bad time to relieve him from his mother.


Elvis Kitten Found in Garage Loft (April 30 2016)


Loading up the cars and stocking up the boxes in mom's new storage unit.


Back home.

Brown Rice Quinoa Spaghetti Noodles with Tomato Sauce, Onions, Mushrooms, and a Salad.


Studying up on how to take care of a kitten.


When Ana arrives I introduce her to the kitten who has been named Elvis, or Elvita (if it's a girl). I haven't been able to check yet. With her help we're going to raise this cat the proper way. It's like our little baby.




Showing the cat to Kevin and Will. Will doesn't like cats but Kevin immediately starts baby talking to the kitten. I also brought home rifles (formerly owned by my granddad) and a taser.

Will says, "You guys brought home a strange collection."

Me: "Yeah! Rifles, taser guns, and cats!"


Later on when Ana and I are trying to sleep Elvis keeps meowing every ten minutes. He seems to be wide awake now and ready to explore outside of his crate. I have no choice but to move him into the other room.


[i] Images by me.