This is an open and unfiltered diary-style journal
on the life of James Robert Smith.
This blog will contain sometimes graphic experiences (both beautiful and ugly),
sometimes stark insight, and all honest and factual documentation of dreams, diet, activity, and thoughts.
Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Blueberries, Maple Syrup, and Almond Milk. Irish Breakfast Tea.
Catching up on business.
Running errands – paying a doctor’s bill – dropping off recycle – getting stuff at Heritage – depositing money in the bank.
Scrambled Eggs. Bagel with Butter and Jam. Potato Chips. Iced Coffee. White Peach.
Teaching lessons at Music Makers.
Didn’t feel like cooking dinner tonight so I swing by Gringo’s for Fish Tacos with Guac to share with mom and Ana.
Later on, sipping on Green Tea and chatting with Ana at the dining booth about Jim Jarmusch movies. Then, we decide to take a walk into the night around the neighborhood – meandering into Friends School property to see how everything’s changed – they took down the rope swing and installed some new playground. It’s nice to just walk around outside with Ana and talk with no lingering responsibilities.
Lying down with Ana in my bed with love on the mind. Meanwhile, Elvis keeps an eye on us from his cubby hole nearby.
Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Strawberries, Maple Syrup, and Kefir. English Breakfast Tea.
Ana and I enjoy some workout/basketball time at the Great Neck Rec. On the drive there we get into an argument about the lack of trust she has in me. I’ve never given her any reason to not trust me but it’s always such a stronghold in her life when it comes to trusting others. It’s not her fault but it affects our relationship to the max.
Back home. Cooking dinner. It’s always a treat when I can get a hold of some Tuna Steaks from the store. Blackening them in the skillet with Asparagus, Snow Peas, Carrots, Onions, and Quinoa. Enjoying the meal with mom. She’s been stressing about her upcoming surgery next week to remove the thing in her shoulder. It’s gonna be a big deal but we’re hoping for the best possible outcome.
Loading up the cars again for another Musicplayer gig.
At Aloha Snacks setting up on the back patio surrounded by all sorts of plants. Ana’s in her zen zone of course cause she’s been on this huge plant kick for some time now. It’s a beautiful setting as the sun sets and we strike up the guitars and drums. Enjoying a Salmon Poke bowl with an Iced Coffee. Towards the end of the evening we corral Megan, Jeremy, and Jesse (owner of the restaurant) on stage to do an improvised blues jam and finish off the set with Psycho Killer and Satisfaction.It’s a helluva time. Most of the patrons stay inside but out here we’re thriving in the music!
Unloading everything back to the studio.
Settling down back at home over Gelato and Cookies.
Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Strawberries, Maple Syrup, and Kefir. Irish Breakfast Tea.
Catching up on business and packing up for the show tonight.
Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Butter and Jam. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Coffee.
Teaching a few in-home lessons: Jolin and Edwin. They’re very excited cause they have a single sunflower that has grown very tall in their backyard garden. Their grandparents oversee the growing jungle back here – it’s crazy cause very inch of soil has been toiled to produce some kind of plant or vegetable.
Later on, Musicplayer makes our debut at Pizza Chapel from 9 to midnight. Setting up in a tight corner by the bar, similar to when we played Winston’s Café. We still manage to get all our gear in here minus a speaker. I even have a new stage light setup which helps brighten up the area. It’s a nice crowd through the first couple sets. I’m very proud of Ana and I – we always seem to achieve an extra level of musicianship at every gig. The Pizza Chapel crowd is receptive.
Back home. Recapping the show with Ana. I joke with her that we’re on tour at the oceanfront this weekend cause we have another beach gig tomorrow.
