The gym got new treadmills, and they’re fabulous. I didn’t know the old treadmills sucked until I ran on a new one. The deck is so wide and smooth, it felt like running in grass. I listened to In Your Dreams by Stevie Nicks in order twice through. I ripped it from the CD into FLAC files and loaded it on the DAP I got on MassDrop. I listen to an album with various headphones and amps because it reveals details I miss otherwise. (I take my music listening seriously.) When I finished, I was all disoriented like I just woke up. I’ve been smiling since.
I saw previews for The Dark Tower movie today. It’s the first I’ve heard of it, and I’m ecstatic. I want to see a lobstrosity, and all the other creatures described. Especially Shardik. I remember reading that in 8th grade. It’s a good thing I finally watched TV today. (I abandoned it in favor of Stevie Nicks, and Fleetwood Mac live concert DVD’s weeks ago.) Now that I’ve seen Mick Fleetwood play Dreams, I’m copying his technique. He makes the drums sound like a thunderstorm in this song, and it’s so good.
M. wants me to meet his parents. They’re coming in August and will return home with his sister. Naturally, I’ve decided to start feeling anxious now. Sigh. My virtual presence device project is at a frustrating point. Basically, hiring a college student to carry a video rig is the most logical and cost effective solution so far. It solves the problem of theft, vandalism, teasing, etc. Not to mention transportation, and all the other logistical bummers I’ve encountered so far. I was hoping for a robot, but it’s not looking good. Ah, well. Maybe I can find a college kid who talks about robots while being my virtual presence device. I’m off to read.