1-21-09

I managed to make a journal entry today - http://markdirschel.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-day.html

Very good. My Blog is called Countdown to 40 and I have 33 entris over the past 7 months. That leaves about 6 months of no entries, although I have a bunch of written entries inside a notebook I really should put into the Blog. Just like my writing - I haven't done very well keeping up.

So, I'm at Jennerations right now after finishing at the gym. Work was pretty decent, all told. I felt much better than last week and I think it's because Rechele got us all together for a night out last Friday to blow off some steam. It helped. Next drink party is tomorrow and I'm looking forward to it as well.

My Jack and Coke is making me feel warm - a flush over my face and shoulders I'm sure is coloring my skin red.

So, the story I started has a mn in his camper soon after splitting with his wife and missing his kids. 1 change in the first chapter should be for the guy to have punched or kicked the neighbor before he had a chance to leave - for reason of coming into his home, not because he was fucking the man's wife. It's a respect thing.

Second chapter should deal with either he and wife meeting and some of their courtship OR of him going out on a date and the awkward initiation into the bar / drinking / single / new place to live scene. Whichever isn't second chapter should be third.

What the fuck's the point of the stroy though? I have no fuckin' idea. Maybe the beginning of the Apocalypse / Martial Law excursion? Eh - doesn't inspire right now but who knows? Start writing, bitch. See where it takes you.

- Jennerations was a bar I liked to go to downtown before it closed. It was a "townie" bar where the bertenders knew me and I knew them. And I knew most of the faces inside, also. They served me a Jack and Coke the moment I walked in and kept 'em coming until I left. I spent all my time there, when I went, sitting at the bar and writing. It was a good place to do that and the people there interrupted me infrequently.

It's reopened now as Ziggy's North - the mom of my mechanic bought the place and redid it as a northern version of her bar in Florida - Ziggy's. I haven't been there as much. The vibe changed and I have to get used to it.