Things I have done tonight:

1) Watched Winnebago Man, a documentary about Jack Rebney. If you are not offended by swearing, I’d highly recommend it. I found this movie to be really touching. I cried (which is not unusual as far as films go). In short, a man comes to wrestle with a phenomenon that is entirely foreign to him and somehow both embraces and rejects said phenomenon but remains very endearing to those who love and appreciate the person he himself did not know existed. It’s also hilarious.

2) I searched around for facts on Rebney and also the soundtrack to the film. I downloaded Mike Crawford’s recording of “It Won’t Be Too Long Now” by Isaac Anderson, listened to a few other bands, and eventually found my way to myspace and the old Farewell to Ashlyn page as well as myspace.com/micahthomas.

3) I went up to the attic where all my music stuff is, visited with our bunny Brooklyn, and cleaned his cage.

4) Grabbed a Boulevard Wheat and hit the hot tub. It began to snow. Realized somewhere while sitting there that I love music and I am afraid to enter into the creative process again. I want to write, play, record, sing, and enjoy music. I want to be more creative with how I lead worship and interact with the band at Jacob’s Well. I want to continue to compose string arrangements. I want to write minimalistic songs with electronic elements. I want to play in a band. I want to learn to play the drums. I want to learn how to play electric guitar better. I want to buy and play a real piano. I almost landed the piano currently in the JW sanctuary, but Mike Crawford became enlightened that ours was quite suitable and ultimately decided that the one he was considering purchasing for the sanctuary was not too much of an upgrade. Bummer.

5) Showered, shaved, talked to Jessica on the phone, and called Alan Keller. Alan didn’t answer but I left a message asking if he wanted to play music with me again. I said something about not getting any younger, and my desire to pick an afternoon or evening to start playing again. I hope he says yes. We used to be called Hear Here and played with Joanna Perry.

6) Headed back up to the attic. Going to arrange a few things and make some music.