I was just thinking about this, as I was trying to relax ahead of an interview tomorrow LIVE on the RADIO. I’m really nervous about it, to be honest. You would think I’d be smooth, cool, and calm and collected, but I’m not. My stomach is weirdly churning.
“It might be the yoga yesterday,” Akira said. “I’m feeling it, too.” Yesterday we had a pretty advanced session, something different from the usual Tuesday morning series where we think about the distance between the crown of our head and the ceiling, and the space between our toes. This was all revolved triangles and flowy cobras, so that was different.
“It might,” I said.
I’m trying not to have information overload here. It’s easy to do. You get online, and you get distracted by ALL THE THINGS YOU COULD BE DOING to prepare for an interview. You talk to people who’ve done it, ask for tips on Twitter, and generally try to get all psyched up about how to go about this in the best way.
But you know what?
All this info is getting to be too much.
I want to just kind of enjoy the moment, here.
I want to be zen and stuff.
Go, “Yeah! Tomorrow I’ll be able to finally talk about my book to more people than my cousins, my brother, and my Wednesday dinner crowd! It’ll be heard more!!!” Yay!
Yay. Yes. But, Hey.
All this advice is getting to me. Even though I asked for it. I don’t want to overintellectualize this, you know what I mean?
Out of the blue this phrase popped into my head, this thing a teacher said, when I was taking a computer class at Seattle Central Community College just to see what it was like. He was really funny, as a lot of people who work in IT are, but in an introverted sort of way, and one time, someone asked this really pointed question (pedantic), that made him just stop and look a little forlorn.
He’d been excited about his topic, you know? And this kid came out of nowhere with a boring, irritating, and generally irrelevant question. Just to do it. (Seattle.)
“Dude!” said our teacher. “You’re bummin’ my trip!”
Are you high right now? I’m not, I promise I’m not. At least, not on pot.
