I wanted to see what it felt like to ignore my blog for the last few days. And it was fine, actually . . . because I was busy and preoccupied, and really had nothing interesting to say. It’s weird coming back and seeing that my views have dropped to zero for the last couple of days. Do I care? If so, why? Trying to let go of that. Trying to stick with my mindfulness practice, but I’m a little annoyed with myself that I haven’t been consistent with my meditation. Where are my priorities? That’s why I thought I’d ask Legolas, whose elf-vision is so keen and extends so far, that maybe he‘s seen them wandering around somewhere Out There.
Actually, this is just a quick post on the eve before MK. Tomorrow we head out for Santa Rosa. 8:00 PM PST is launch time. And these are the final hours of my countdown to ecstasy. How stupid does that sound? But I remember the first time I saw Knopfler in Las Vegas, almost three years ago, and it would not be any exaggeration to say that was THE concert of my life . . . and I’ve been to a few good ‘uns over the last 37 years. Dunno why that one in particular . . . maybe because I’d never made it to any of his shows before, and as I’ve gotten older his music has come to mean more to me every year . . . it’s not just that this guy is the songwriter’s songwriter, a killer guitar player, and probably one of the best–if not the best–lyricists alive . . . it’s that his music has been the soundtrack for my life since 1979 . . . and will continue to be until one of us dies . . . (not to sound dramatic about it or anything) . . .
So I’ll be back with the lowdown at the end of the week. And maybe I’ll have even been mindful in between . . .