The other day, for fun, I tried to order free travel guides from all 48 contiguous states. Utah charges like $6 for theirs, and Pennsylvania and New York (of all places) don't have one available that I could find. I also ordered guides for San Francisco, New Orleans, and a few other cities I can't remember now. I should be getting roughly fifty travel brochure packages in the mail in the next few weeks. So that's fun. Don't know what the hell I'll do with them once I get them though.
I would have more money to spend if I were to rent out my house and move to a much cheaper and smaller place. I could continue to build equity in my home but save a lot of money every month at the same time and put that towards bills and other things. What a pain in the ass though - when I bought a house I said "finally, now I won't be moving every six months anymore." And keeping stuff in storage units is kind of questionable in terms of how stuff holds up. I guess it's better now that they have climate and humidity controlled units, but of course that costs more. Plus there's that whole head-in-a-jar-like-hannibal-lecter thing that makes storage units a bit creepy. I don't know. I guess if you can't control how much money you make, the only thing you can control is how much you spend. I wasn't planning for gas/electric bills to run $280 like they were in January and February. March's was $150, so that's an improvement, but that was the *most* I ever paid anywhere else I ever lived. Of course those places were a lot smaller. My dad's house has the same sqft mine does, and he only pays around $100-$120 a month. I guess that his house being built 65 years after mine means it's a bit better insulated. (1985 vs. 1920) I'm worred what the electric bill will look like in July and August when it's 100+ degrees for two months straight. Yeah, I'm looking forward to that, can you tell?
I'm trying to find a particular style of Blues music, and I don't even know who to look for. I mean, I like BB King and Stevie Ray Vaughn and Kenny Wayne Sheperd and Eric Clapton, but I haven't found any songs that are what I'm looking for. It's what I'd call your typical formula for a blues song - someone says something and then the guitars go "bawaaa, bawat." Then repeat. Kind of like the cheesy song in Adventures in Babysitting.
Ok, maybe I do have stuff to post about. This all kind of came from nowhere.
Once I had a dream that I was trapped in this huge warehouse that was divided up into climate-controlled storage units. There were all these hidden doors that led to passageways that ran behind the storage units, like an alley between rows of houses or something, and some of them had doors into the backs of the storage units. It was kind of scary because I think I was being chased or something.
I really like this song.
I woke up at 20 till 8 this morning. I was 20 minutes late. I hit my snooze button one time and I don't know what the hell happened after that.