Oh shit. I have a blog somewhere, right? Damn....
Forgive me, Internet for I have sinned. It has been nearly a month since my last blogfession.
I guess I've been up to some shit in the interim...Like what, you ask. Well, I'll tell you.
I went to Austin, Texas which was a suprisingly awesome city, I made more progress on the 4CP record, I realized that I do in fact want to be a Kennedy, I got really drunk a few times (one of which was alone at a TGI fridays in Texas), I explored the virtues of Windows Media center edition, I sang along with Rancid's "Out come the wolves" really loud in my car and got some weird looks from a car full of 16 year-old kids that were way to young to comprehend its sheer throat-wrenching awesomeness, I was informed that it is safe to dance, I missed my wife, I read some books, I saw some movies, I ignored the TV show "Lost" for three weeks and then rediscovered it and lost the better part of a day getting caught up, I fought for my right to party, I missed being a kid when spring break rolled around, and I had a dream of stars falling around us as the Blue Sky Mile tour van's headlights tore a white streak across some unnamed cornfield in Kansas.
I guess there has been a lot of dreaming in reverse lately. I guess summer really fuels my natural predisposition to lock myself in my apartment and long for days gone by. Silly, yes? It has been a few weeks since I have seen my friends as well, despite several well meaning myspace comments from the lovely and talented Jen Roper and I am thinking that tonight I may rejoin the pack after work depending on what time all the extra crap I have to catch up on due to my Austin adventure permits.
I seem to have slipped into a pretty serious Summer funk. Really I doubt it has much to do with summer or the memories it evokes, I'm pretty sure this new slump is just using summer as the thin veneer of paint that coats my usual worries. But, as Ethan put it in his perfectly timed phone call that I received a moment ago: "that's nothing a few HighLifes won't fix".
Truer words have never been said.
I guess I've been up to some shit in the interim...Like what, you ask. Well, I'll tell you.
I went to Austin, Texas which was a suprisingly awesome city, I made more progress on the 4CP record, I realized that I do in fact want to be a Kennedy, I got really drunk a few times (one of which was alone at a TGI fridays in Texas), I explored the virtues of Windows Media center edition, I sang along with Rancid's "Out come the wolves" really loud in my car and got some weird looks from a car full of 16 year-old kids that were way to young to comprehend its sheer throat-wrenching awesomeness, I was informed that it is safe to dance, I missed my wife, I read some books, I saw some movies, I ignored the TV show "Lost" for three weeks and then rediscovered it and lost the better part of a day getting caught up, I fought for my right to party, I missed being a kid when spring break rolled around, and I had a dream of stars falling around us as the Blue Sky Mile tour van's headlights tore a white streak across some unnamed cornfield in Kansas.
I guess there has been a lot of dreaming in reverse lately. I guess summer really fuels my natural predisposition to lock myself in my apartment and long for days gone by. Silly, yes? It has been a few weeks since I have seen my friends as well, despite several well meaning myspace comments from the lovely and talented Jen Roper and I am thinking that tonight I may rejoin the pack after work depending on what time all the extra crap I have to catch up on due to my Austin adventure permits.
I seem to have slipped into a pretty serious Summer funk. Really I doubt it has much to do with summer or the memories it evokes, I'm pretty sure this new slump is just using summer as the thin veneer of paint that coats my usual worries. But, as Ethan put it in his perfectly timed phone call that I received a moment ago: "that's nothing a few HighLifes won't fix".
Truer words have never been said.
posted by Jerry Kansky at
6:05 PM
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