in the queue

When Jon T. and I were working on the material that would become the electronic iteration of our ongoing music project, I suggested we call ourselves "the Queue." I loved that it was both a word with a legitimate meaning and, of course, a letter. How many other letters can lay such a claim? (Ok, after some thought on the matter, it turns out that a whole bunch of them can: A, B, C, I, J, O, P, R, T, U, Y). But, it just seemed cool to me. Our music projects, in their various forms, have always had creative names, I think. Only Anything became U.F.O.A on our second self-produced album. Some time after that, we moved to "Lotham Scooter" which was reference to a cartoon show that Jon literally dreampt about. When I returned home from my mission, we started playing funkier tunes and called ourselves the New Moves. Which later became, ever so briefly Jonathan Marvel and the New Moves. Eventually, our electronica days became "Lancaster" after the street in Tucson where the Richins boys lived. But I still think about the Q. Maybe one day I'll go solo and call myself the Queue--people would probably line up to see me play. ;)

Anyway, I was writing to say that I have had this huge blog in the queue for over a week now about my summer reading and its general slack, but have had some trouble with the journaling software that I was using to write it. I wanted a journal that I could use on my laptop that could sync up with Blogger so that I could have a place to collect both my public and private writing. That way I would have an easy option for moving entries deemed share-worthy to my public forum. Alas, on the night I spent the most time trying to get the sync to work, the software failed and my ready-to-post blog was lost.

So, you'll have to wait a few more days for that. In the meantime, my I suggest that you dust off your old journal and put it back by the side of your bed? Consider this quote from Brenda Ueland (a probably very smart person that I have never heard of, yet whom was quoted by a smart academic person's blog I read [deep breath])

"We have come to think that duty should come first. Duty should be a byproduct. WRITING, the creative effort, should come first -- at least for some part of every day of your life. It is a wonderful blessing if you will use it. You will become happier, more enlightened, alive, impassioned, light-hearted and generous to everybody else. Even your health will improve."

Writing = good health. yay! So even this arguably pointless post did something for me. Sweet.