I never used to have allergies.Â I was even tested once–fifty or so pin pricks in my back testing me for everything from grass to cat dander to cigarette smoke.Â I was found to have absolutely zero allergies.
Then I moved to Austin.
Something like three hundred times a year, these giant clouds of pollen, mold, or fungus drift out of the trees and create a giant allergen carpet.Â At least four times a year, I suffer from allergies so horrible I want to move to Antarctica where there is no pollen.Â Â Just for the record, I am both pissed and bitter over this.Â If you haven’t guessed, I’m sitting here thinking like that little girl in the cough syrup commercial who keeps saying “It’ll hurt if I swallow.”Â I also coughed a few minutes ago and spent half a minute choking on my own bile and mucous.Â Lovely!
Writing isÂ moving along as I try to get back in the swing of things post moving into the house.Â Still one large home project to finish, but allergies, a medical emergency, and general laziness has delayed the wall we’re trying to finish.Â I should just do it tonight.
Right, so back to the work.
Cranking away on a novellette right now.Â Fun stuff.Â It’s a little weirder than anything I’ve done in the past.Â Any luck you’ll all get to read it sooner rather than later.Â I think you’ll dig it.Â Once this is finished, I’ve got some stuff to rewrite.Â We’ll see what happens after that.
And now for the bad idea.Â Last Friday, I was driving with Shawna, heading to College Station to go see my friend’s band play.Â It wasn’t a bad drive, little traffic-heavy.Â Anyway, we’re tooling along Highway 21 when I turn to Shawna and spout off the dumbest idea I’ve ever had.
“I think I’m going to record an album this summer.”
Shawna, bless her heart, responded with a “Cool.”
I’ve looked into it, and I could do it on the cheap for about $300-$400.Â I’ve heard of worse deals.Â So now I’ve just got to see if I want to put my crappy little speck of musical talent on tape.Â Maybe the more intelligent half of my brain will prevail.
Lord, help us all.