That's how exciting things are around here that I'm excited I get to stay in today. I went to bed at about 3AM and was awake at 8:30AM so not a lot of sleep but I did sleep.
I noticed as I drank some sake to get sleepy that I steadied out and my weakness decreased. I even went up and down the stairs to see if this is true. This tells me this is probably simply a case of withdrawing from alcohol, which is something I know how to fix.
I started my day with 3 cups of tea, one ginseng and two Earl Grey. Then some natto. I did not feel like a tiger. This fatigue is really not fun and I have a theory. When I drank vodka and would get really stumbling drunk, where I'd not remember things I did (which may have been to dole out more vodka for myself) I tend to bump into things and this last time I had a nice little bump on the back of my head. I think I may have given myself a bit of a concussion.
So I need to taper down the alcohol (going right off is dangerous) to keep my blood pressure from making the concussion worse, and try to deal with the fatigue as best I can.
I really need to get more serious about being an old person. Ideally I'll be back in Hawaii in four years, and I'll be that much older. Things that tear me down like alcohol, caffeine, and unhealthy foods will have to not be in my life at all. At least there I will have access to medical care.
I will have to lead a very pure life. Maybe that's why I watched so much Yukio Mishima stuff the other night. He was a nut, but what he intended to do, he did, going from being a weedy little bookworm to a bodybuilder and I believe he was excellent at kendo too. It took leading a very pure life.
This is what I like about music, for me, vs. art. As I explained to Ken, doing art means having to have a lot of stuff and then you need a dedicated work-space, and it's just too much. Whereas I could live in one of those little horse-drawn Gypsy wagons and have room for 4 or 5 ukes hanging on the wall.
But another thing struck my perhaps bruised mind today: I really dislike art that's hokey, just to turn a buck - a good example being those awful paintings of turtles you see in Hawaii. But to me, music just can't be hokey in that way. When we were kids we'd sing advertising jingles, all kinds of silly stuff and I'm sure those are hokey, but somehow not offensively so. If I'm busking in Waikiki I might have to sing "Puka Shell Tour Guide" quite a few times, but it's a fun song. We sang it when I was a kid.
I had to pack 20 packages but since I'm back to "day mode" I got started much earlier and while it was a slog I got 'em done. Then I went through some stuff we got in, in some crappy old little cabinet things, with a zillion little drawers, sifting out the crap and keeping the good stuff, and putting the drawer things out by the trash enclosure - hours later sure enough a bum came by and snarfed 'em up.
Lunch had been miso soup with scrambled eggs in it, and dinner was sauteed pork on top of veggies. I also cut up and froze some pork I got the other day from Nijiya. I think I could only shop at Nijiya and do all right.
I tried getting 20 things put up on Ebay but I got to 10 and Ebay crapped out on me. I'll have to do them tomorrow.
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