Thoughts...

I've been thinking the past few days... it seems like lately, I've been so pressed for time that instead of writing my thoughts on one thing or another, I'm essentially going through my daily itinerary. Not that the run down is all that bad, but I'd definitely like to get back into the groove of actually discussing my thoughts on a topic.

Hopefully, I can begin to lean in that direction...

Today, I had another interesting afternoon in Memphis. I traveled around and watched a show be taped that's about Memphis-- and the musical heritage of the city. We visited many different important Memphis landmarks, including the Smithsonian Rock 'n' Soul Museum, WC Handy Park, BB King's Blues Club, Sun Studio, and Graceland.

My favorite spot today was Graceland. I actually took the full tour (house, planes, and cars) on Friday of last week. But today was different. We weren't on the tour and we didn't have to stay behind the ropes. Well, really we only went out onto the lawn, but you know... it was still fun! :-)

In other news... I got a new neighbor yesterday. I became aware something was diffrenent when my entire apartment was suddenly filled with music at around 11 PM; music that wasn't mine. I was so frustrated by the new mystery music that I took a walk around at around 11:30 PM to figure out where it was coming from. I couldn't quite figure out why it suddenly started.

When I got home today, there were movers all over the building, moving in belongings-- none of them in boxes. As you can imagine, there were random loose belongings sitting all over the place. I followed the trail of the belongings and the movers all the way to the apartment next to mine....

...the one with the music.

Going for the gusto, I walked all the way in to the apartment and announced myself to my new neighbor. He seems nice enough; very much like one of the typical neighbor neighbor types here-- divorced, starting over.

Before leaving I said something like, "Oh-- you must have been up late last night unpacking, huh?" And he said something like "Oh yeah, could you hear me?" And I said, "Oh yeah, totally." And, he said, "Oh wow, I wasn't sure how well the speakers carried, and I just got new big ones yesterday." "Yup, it carries... far," I said. Then, I wished him luck moving in and all that nice stuff.

He seems like a nice guy, but seriously, I can do without music at midnight on Sunday that's not in a dream I'm having. Hopefully, we're on the same page about that. The floors in his place are concrete and he's got no furniture for crying out loud! lol. If he wants to have a second childhood, cool-- but please, do it quietly!