It's official: I'm a bluesman now.

I really, really need to work on my time-management skills. Here it is, Friday, and I have a two page paper due tomorrow. I have about 40 pages of assigned reading to do, and who knows how much research + listening to get through so that I can intelligently discuss what it is I need to discuss... and here I am, at the library, blogging.

I came downtown to the LB Main Library. I haven't been here, I think, since we moved to Long Beach. This place is HUGE. There's a ton of construction happening in the area. I was disappointed when parking - the public lot had EV parking available, but since I'm not a member of the system they use (Blink), it turned out to be more complicated than it should have been. I downloaded their app and was all set to join but they're having issues with credit cards today (I called someone to find out what was going on), so no EV charging for me. 

Anyway. I need to read. At some point, I need to listen. And later, I will need to write. The hard part, I suspect. All week I've gotten in bed after getting Jules to sleep, and I've thought, I've got things to do. Instead, I played Candy Crush, texted my friends, did some online shopping, finished watching all 7 seasons of the West Wing (again), and didn't do anything I was actually supposed to. 

The point of this post, however, was to tell you that I got 50/50 points for my 12 bar blues, and received this comment, of which I am strangely proud:

"I can't hear your track very well. But it's a great recording. You nailed the form and timing. Great work!!"

So you know, maybe I'll give up this academic stuff I've embarked on, and instead become a bluesman. Hey. It could happen.