Some people are picture people.

In my day job, I work with quite a few people like that. Some of them are graphic artists and others work in other areas of design. Their minds seem to always work in pictures. Whatever the concept, they always seem to be able to translate it into a visual form, often turning ideas into amazing pieces of what I could only describe as art.

I’ve been pretty lucky in my life. I’ve been able to do a lot of travelling.

When I was a kid, I got the opportunity to live in another country (the US to be exact) and also to travel through Europe. Not to mention visits to Japan and Hong Kong, which back in the ’70s were highly exotic locations. These were exciting experiences which definitely whetted the appetite for more.

Today I’m going to do another one of my posts about music – yay!

I’ve said before how music is an important part of my life. I’m not sure I could get through the day without listening to some form of music. And I’ve also posted before about the types of music I particularly enjoy. It’s not serious music. It’s not classical music. It’s the pure joy of what I suppose could be best described as pop-rock music.

I like to write funny stories. I also like to think I’m not too bad at it. When it comes down to it, I like to think I’m a pretty funny person.

But how do I know? How can I tell that I have even an ounce of humour in my bones? How do I have any idea that I’m not actually deluding myself and I’m about as funny as…as funny as…a thing that’s really not funny at all?

I went to the movies last weekend. This shouldn’t really be a big deal. I mean I’d hate to end up being one of those bloggers who has so little to say that they end up giving you a rundown of their weekly movie going activity.

Then again, from my point of view, it kind of is a big deal, mainly because I don’t actually get to go to the movies very often. I think this is only the second movie I’ve seen all year. So I’m hoping you’ll bear with me.