What you do on the first day of the new year is what you will do for the rest of the year.
That means that during the new year I'll be working on cleaning up my room (which just may turn out to be a year-long project).
I'll also be playing my guitar. Today was a short practice session because I haven't touched it in several many months, but I took the baby out, tuned her up and practiced for about 15 minutes. A good start.
I'll also be keeping more in touch with some distant friends this year, as I sent several e-mails out.
And, oh yes, I'll actually be posting in my journal. I'm not necessarily expecting to post daily, but there should be something new here at least weekly.
To all who read this:
May the year to come bring you everything you truly need, and most of what you want -- but not all lest the dreams, wishes and goals lose their meaning.
Hugs -- K
I said I'd do it, so here it is...have at it!
If you comment...
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people.
Well, most of the music I heard this weekend has FINALLY stopped echoing through my head as a scramble and sorted itself out into individual songs. The range of talent attending (and filking) over the weekend was breathtaking, and very much appreciated. The concerts rocked, as would be expected considering those performing -- I don't think ANY of them do low key!
Working the Green Room and Radio Capricon kept my days busy (yes, I volunteered for both -- I really AM a glutton for punishment sometimes). The work was fun, though, and I got to meet lots of incredible people. The evenings, though......wow, just WOW!!! I'm not up to playing or singing yet, but I had a marvelous time listening to all those who did and I thank them all for their efforts.
It was great fun, as well, meeting all my new LJ friends. I got to put faces to the names I'd already met virtually, as well as add the new folks I met in RL to my flist.
And I must say a special thank you to both Daniels. My guitar has been taken to "the luthier's" to get the action lowered significantly, as both of you advised. She should come home tomorrow, at which point I get to start REALLY practicing.
All in all, it was a most memorable weekend. Now, when's the next con........
Gaked from Eric Coleman...
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence. [I took a lead-in partial sentence to be #1]
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.
You're an incurable romantic, Elaina.
Anyone got a guess?
To anyone who happens to read this...may the year to come bring happiness, health and prosperity, love, joy and creativity.
Hugs and love to all -- Khadagan
Gaked from various places...
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want—good or bad—BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
From filkerdave, etc.
Describe me in one word - just one.
Please comment to me, then (if and only if you want to take part) post this entry to your Live Journal and see how many strange things people think about you.
From scs_11's LJ
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
I'm still hearing echoes of all the music I listened too -- think my brain overloaded and it's running out my ears.
Too much to process just yet, but there were a few high points: the reaction to Rob Balder's "Rich Fantasy Lives", and the expression on his face; the stunt filkers at the concerts; the Interfilk Auction, and actually seeing the wenches in action; the Dead Dog dinner and the filk after that (I finally flaked out at 1:30 and it was still going strong).
I've been hearing about this con for a good 15 years, but this is the first time I was able to attend. It's got to be one of the friendliest places I've ever been; everyone was incredibly supportive of new filkers like myself. It was like coming back home to a home you never knew you had.
It was a milestone weekend for me personally as well. I entered a song in the songwriting contest (with a stunt filker to sing it, as what voice I have was destroyed by a cold). The subject was "Shipwreck" and there were about a dozen entries. I was stunned and amazed to get second place!!! (Insert major squees here!)
Awesome weekend...just AWESOME!