genetic influences

Last night, I ended up staying up fairly late trying to read a bit more in a new book. Then, I woke up around 8 this morning for no apparent reason. I attempted to go back to sleep, but that didn't work out so well. So after a little bit of cleaning, now I'm enjoying a chicken & cheese omelet with some toast, and blogging. Saturday's are good days.

In the midst of my cleaning I found my guitar, not really - I knew it was in the corner - but needed a lead in for this paragraph. And it inspired me on this little tidbit. I started "playing guitar" in 2003, just after I graduated from college. And the first time my parents came to visit me in the apartment I was living in while working in IT, they saw it and both commented how they used to play guitar. And then both took a moment because they didn't really know that the other had played guitar. Sure, it's a popular instrument, but there's lots of interesting overlap in the family.

On the agenda for today is to finally hook up my roof antenna so I can watch local programming (running out of TV shows on DVD to watch). I'm planning my good long run this afternoon since Sunday may have soccer/dodgeball midday and if I went running in the morning I'd be pretty bad at running or dodging for that. Also must find Turkey today and then get the rest of my usual food & more so that I can feed the family when they get here.

There's something equivalent to Fountain Square just a couple blocks away from my place tonight -- I might go and check it out. $3 for some swing dancing fun - can't go wrong there! I'm sort of surprised at how big west coast swing is down here. Coming from the midwest where Lindy Hop was "the big deal" and the west coast where Balboa was just a necessity - it kind of catches you off guard the first couple of times you see it. That's not me in the picture -- just in case you were wondering. Indiana people - I'll probably be back for the new years thing at Fountain Square. We'll have to hit up Steak 'n Shake while I'm back.