I blame the Sun

I'm not a person who is really into assigning blame. Personally, I think it's one of the biggest time and energy sucks out there. Figuring out the Why or spending mental energy guessing reasons, when there are too many unknown variables bores me to tears.

This might seem to fly in the face of the fact I'm a bit of a wanker, when analyzing stuff. I can over-analyze just about anything. One time I fell down a flight of stairs when I was trying to analyze how my legs were actually moving me up the stairs. I'm walking up them, thinking: "Wow. Legs are amazing things. How do muscles work? How does the mind control each at the same …" WHAM. I fell down the stairs. 

There's a sermon in there somewhere.

But I've decided blaming the past 4 months on something might be beneficial. So today I'll begin with the center of our earth's orbit, the Sun. Seems logical if you know what to look for.

I'm currently in Copenhagen singing Cavaradossi. I don't mind saying it's not been an easy ride. I got here, did a few days rehearsal, then went home, because … well. More on that later. Anyway, it's not been an easy time.

I returned and after 6 performances am beginning to find a groove again. Like I said, Recovery sucks.

Here's my beautiful studio apartment the opera provided. Its nice, isn't it? Perhaps a bit sterile, but you come to expect that in corporate housing. Its in the great part of town, quiet, sleeps 4 and the internet works. What more could you ask for?

A darker fricking room to sleep in, that's what!!!

And if tonight my soul may find peace

in sleep, and sink in good oblivion,

and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower

then I have dipped again in God, and new-created.

D.H. Lawrence

I work nights. When peforming I don't go to bed until 3 or later. And when the sun comes streaming thru the skylights at 6:30 in the morning, it kinda hampers the singer's sleep habits.

I solved the problem though.

When I was moving in, the other tenor was moving out and he and his wife said they'd put their baby to sleep in the bathroom in the crib. After a few sleepless nights I decided I would do the same. Problem is the bathroom is precisely as long as the bed with a door that opens inwards. So nightly I move the bed in, stand it on end, shut the door, lay bed down and then realize I've forgotten to turn the light off, the switch being on the outside of the bathroom. So i stand the bed back up, turn off light, then stumble around in the dark putting the bed down.

The downside? If there were a fire, I would be toast. The upside? Nothing to stub your toe on in the middle of the night when you have to take a leak.

Yeah, it's the sun's fault.