Adam Sandler, The Rolling Stones, and Steve Jobs

When Sam doesn't want to go to school, I begin singing, "Back to school, back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm no fool", like Adam Sandler in Billy Madison.  Sam starts laughing and singing, and next thing you know we're on our way to school.  We parents can learn a lot from Adam Sandler.

I'm listening to the Stones tonight, and I've come to the unavoidable conclusion that they produced their best music when Mick Taylor was in the band.  Exile on Main Street and Sticky Fingers are the best Rolling Stones records.  Yet Mick Taylor gets little or no credit for this.  Seems strange to me.  Probably seems strange to Mick Taylor, too.

I'm going to write a little more of The Auctioneer and then continue reading the Steve Jobs biography.  So far, he seems like a difficult person to like.

The rewards of fatherhood: earlier this week, my son Sam informed me that he loves me, but not as much as he loves bologna. 

I've gotten a few words down today, but not as many as I'd like.  Maybe later.  As long as I get a minimum of 1,000 a day, I'm satisfied.  More is always better, though.  My writing music today was Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds.  It's strange, I don't really love the disc, but it's good music to write to.  I think I'll kick back and read a little bit of the Steve Jobs biography.     

This afternoon, I wrote another 1,000 words of the novel I'm working on.  The working title is "The Auctioneer".  I always use working titles that never seem to make the final cut.  I'm up to 40,000 words so far, about 1/3 done, I think.  Music is very important while writing, in my opinion.  Today's playlist included The Cars first album and Guns n' Roses "Appetite For Destruction".  For those angry chapters.