It makes me wish I knew anything on a piano. So I have been watching some total dork’s “How to Play Piano” on youtube, and it’s actually pretty fun, partially because this dude is so totally a dweeb who is in no danger of getting laid EVER. I shouldn’t make fun, not just because it’s mean, but because he could be a serial killer. You really never know about people.
My coworker and I checked out the piano in Sharonville near our work, and it is so cute. Silly me forgot to take a photo and will have to do it that tomorrow. A couple of girls were skulking about, and one of them sat down and played Regina Spektor’s “Us.” It was incredibly awesome and unexpected. Then I tapped the keys a few times once they were gone, but my co-worker and I had to get back to work, so that was that.
Anyway, today on lunch break I wrote a song about a squid while we were having lunch at Alreddy Coffee. It was started as a joke but then I just kept writing it until it was finished. It’s rhyming couplets, and I think it’s pretty funny. It’s called “The Ballad of Squid Vicious,” and it’s most likely going to be this week’s skip week filler for Scurvytown, because I have had a stress filled icky sort of week, which I shall blame on the weather instead of my inability to cope with bullshit this week and churn it into something creative. Well, heck, this silly little song did just that, if I think about it. (but like, it’s all hot outside and thinking is hard!)
Hoping to pick up Scurvytown again next week, and trying not to freak out about grad school starting in just over a week, and the fact that I somehow managed to lock myself out of my school user account earlier this evening. D’oh! and *eep*
And with that, sleep now, editing my silly little song tomorrow!