For months, I have been looking forward to traveling to California next weekend for the Cruel World music festival to see Siouxsie, Love and Rockets, Iggy Pop, Echo and the Bunnymen, The Human League, Gary Numan, Billy Idol, Boy Harsher, Adam Ant, and several others. I had such a blast at last year’s inaugural Cruel World event that this year’s follow-up was a no brainer.
Alas, one of my longtime friends from high school lost his father two nights ago, and I was informed last night that the memorial service is on May 20, the same day as the Cruel World festival.
2023 is really bringing its A game.
It breaks my heart to miss the music festival that I have been excited about for months, but my friend and his family are more important. Besides, I’ve got several other good concerts on the queue for this year.
Thankfully, I am able to get full refunds for the California flight and hotel. I also sold my Cruel World ticket on StubHub last night, albeit at a little less than face value, since a lot of folks are unloading their tickets now.
Oh, and I sent a few bucks your way. Good luck with the vehicle situation!
I got a vasectomy yesterday morning.
I took an early lunch break from teleworking, took a Lyft to the Atlanta Vasectomy Center 12 miles down the road, got the procedure, and took a Lyft back home.
This is something that I’ve been pondering for the past year, since, deep down inside, I have never really wanted children and since I am 51 now and am certain that I do not want kindergarteners running around my house when I’m 60 or so. I rarely find myself in situations where this makes a difference one way or another, but, if I do, then this will be one less thing to worry about. With the way that birth control politics are going here in the South, I figure that guys like me should shoulder the burden. I am keeping fairly quiet about it offline and around local family/friends, but I am assured in my decision.
This was a scalpel-free procedure, where I got a single puncture that was cauterized after the fact. The procedure only took about 15 minutes and was relatively pain-free, but I stayed off my feet all day yesterday and today, as per post-care orders, and will not be running or lifting anything heavy for at least another week.
I have lost over 30 pounds during the past two months and am pulling myself together after a rough couple of years. Right now, though, my comeback to running is still unspectacular enough that taking a week off will make absolutely zero difference. This is why I timed the vasectomy for yesterday.
The songs that were playing in the doctor’s office during my vasectomy procedure…
Paul Simon - “Graceland”
Steve Miller Band - “Take the Money and Run”
Lynyrd Skynyrd - “Freebird”
I’m suspicious that the song list was by design.