Some of the 2,305,872,i6f,q21 zombie books on my list, as well as some less topical works
- Finally actually finish Pride & Prejudice & Zombies
- World War Z
- Reread A Separate Piece
- Android Karenina (the latest from Quirk Classics. Just got the advance copy in the mail today!)
If I actually practice piano over the summer (for the first time in my life)
- Bach - Chorale Prelude, Wach Auf (haven't decided if I want to attempt this on my organ or just do a piano reduction) - Walter Carlos made me fall in love with this one, but I can't find his online.
- Beethoven - Sonata 9, 2nd Movement (my teacher's suggestion. We'll see what we fuckin' see)
- Chopin - Prelude in C minor, and maybe re-attempt the first ballade?
- Bartok - not sure yet. Something from Mikrokosmos? The Bulgarian Dances? I just want something 20th century that's fun and interesting, not blah or blech. I'm lookin' at you, McDowell and Schoenberg. Maybe I'll resurrect Dallapiccola and have him write me some sweetly creepy piano music.
Because reading, piano, and napping just aren't real hobbies
- Write letters to all my idols, including: Tom Robbins, JD Salinger's ghost, Mark Mothersbaugh, Frank Black, Kim Deal, King Diamond, and David Bowie (that one's gonna be HARD)
- Drink loose tea - the bf just got me a fancy little glass teapot. I think he's given up on trying to de-gay me.
- Find something to counteract all of the fag-points these activities will accrue - drink blood? Sacrifice babies? Add Satan to my letter list?
How could I ever have enough stuff?
- Synthesizer - haven't decided what kind. But I want something fun to work with while writing songs this summer. Mini-korg?
- Some sick upgrades for my bike. I'm talkin' rockets and missiles. Or getting a new chain and something colorful for its birthday.
First-time and summer-regular activities
- Get pizza from the Pizza Truck - for you non-Fishtown-ies, the pizza truck is like an ice-cream truck, except it's a delivery truck covered in Christmas lights with a pizza painted on the side and it rings a bell so you think there's a fire or an evacuation goin' down but they're really just selling pizza from a truck at ten o'clock at night cuz that's when they decide to drive around my block. It makes perfect sense. I don't know why I haven't tried it yet, well, except for I'm pretty sure it's a drug front and it comes well after my dinner time.
- Get my driver's license - It's not that I don't love my bike, and I really don't plan on getting a car. It just seems like something I should have / know how to do at this point. I'm pretty sure I'm going to hate driving, so please tell my bike to stop giving me that look.
- Beach / Zoo / Franklin Institute - self-explanatory really.
- More drag queens
Love,
Brian Reignbow
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