What to do???

“Yeah, Well I say what I mean;
I say what comes to mind,
I never get around to things
I live a straight-straight line.

You know me, I’m acting dumb;
You know the scene, very humdrum
Boredom, Boredom.”

--The Buzzcocks, “Boredom,” 1980

OK, I am officially BORED. I can walk over two blocks with little effort, I have watched football games on VHS and DVD. I have watched Batman cartoons and JLA, but I am NOT watching daytime television—it is wretched—even on DISH. I have ordered BROADBAND (about bloody time) for the Internet connection as I am looking for a kinder faster internet.

I have some muscle strain/pain/discomfort in my chest where they cut the bones and sinews (heh heh heh heh). To be expected. I take Darvoset which brings some comfort to the sore spot.

I am making my own food, Pam has gone back to work, and I am doing dishes and light cleaning. I am reading more as I can concentrate, and I am doing more at an accelerated rate compared to the last time. The red mark on my eye is fading and I lost over twelve pounds. My color, as everyone says, is good—I can never tell. I have no fevers, my voice is coming back slowly, and I am no longer hacking up green pieces of phlegm.

I meet with the Doctor on Thursday, and I assume I will be given clearance to drive. I may just drive around town for a couple of hours.

And now, the boredom has set in. I may be refined and in top shape when I go back to work in the fall, but I may run the thirty-five miles to work to check the muscles and to relieve the boredom.

I pick about six or so CDs to play during the day around the house. Yesterday was Cheap Trick’s first; Rockers ‘N’ Ballads by The Scorpions, ELO’s Best of; Staring At The Sea by the Cure; Just Push Play by Aerosmith; and Punk and Disorderly—A Punk Import Compilation CD.

Today, I feel a bit more Heavy Metalish—blame it on the Scorpions as I really enjoy the “Still Loving You” song. Maybe some AC/DC or some Judas Priest will blast out the stereo.

I am cognizant enough to start watching movies. Last night I watched Spellbound on IFC (Independent Film Channel); a documentary about these kids at the national spelling finals. It was a riot. If you have not seen it, do so. I think it either was up for or won an Academy Award.

Pam will watch American (My Brain Is Now) “Idle” tonight. Too bad I cannot have booze; also maybe I can pop an extra Darvoset.

And if it seems like I am whining; relax, I am not. I would rather be bored and recovering well than anything else in the world. The alternative is creepy and quiet.

And why am I writing any of this down—well, you see, I just “killed” twenty minutes.

Next post, my music instruction guides continue as I give you my best of Hard Rock/Heavy Metal Music. What I consider Metal and what the experts and kids today consider metal are different, so I throw in the caveat of “hard rock.”

Until then, be nice and don’t be bored.