Jam session

Work was totally fruitless yesterday. I had a lot of things to do, but did not have the focus to complete those that were less pressing. There were a lot of things on my mind and work was the last thing I was concerned with.

In trying to negotiate my days off this weekend I finally broke down and told Wendy why I needed to leave town. That was the only way I was going to get out of my shift without blowing up my tiny bridge with an IED. She was actually pretty cool about it and said she hopes I don't get the job... She was joking, I think...

After work Trevor invited me to go to his jam session. It was pretty entertaining watching three guys get together and not be sure of what they were doing. Garrett was off in his world picking through the three power chords he knew; Justin was pounding on his make-shift drum set (consisting of buckets, metal mixing bowls and other like containers); and Trevor was strumming out the beginning notes of every song he knew, but never making it through the entire song.

They are good in their separate worlds, but collectivly they have some work to do. It was interesting to go through the beat patterns. Justin would play along with Trevor, but the minute Justin got about 1/2 count ahead Trevor folded. Then Justin would try to play with Garrett, but he got lost as Garrett switched tempos about every other bar. Good times.

As I sat watching, I thought of melody and pounding out things on the piano. As I hummed along, I could almost guess where the next chord was going before I had even heard it. Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have taken my little music talent for granted and developed it more. It is so much fun.

The jam session took a down turn as a cardboard pizza was pulled from the oven and thoughts turned toward grumbling bellies. Originally, we were going to Kirt's but they were closed.

We then decended upon Smith's in search of lujo's of ice cream... Trouble. Two random boys, two random girls that met us there and myself. The fun began when the boys turned their attention to the freezer doors. It all began with the Titanic inuendo... Then it was to see what you would get when you rolled your face across the door.

We were trying to take pictures as we were rolling in the aisles. I think we grabbed a bit too much attention because we were then chastized about it being against the rules to take pics in the store.

Eventually, we bought a gallon of Fudge Marble ice cream. The entire bucket was divided amongst the five of us and we were going to have a "competition" of who could finish first. It was a lot of ice cream!

The best part was giving others more without them realizing it. Justin's amount nearly doubled, but he was so happy-go-lucky he just continued eating. It was so hard to hold the laughs in.

We all chatted and chilled for a bit after, realing in the thought of how much we had just eaten. Holy overload! I don't think it settled well with the meds I am taking right now and it is so against what I should be doing... oops. But it tasted so good in the moment.