August 11, 2010
reclusive
I was thinking that Twitter sucks tonight and that this blog needed something new on it.
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Some days you've got to wear your least favorite dress pants.
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Another day, another 50 cents (newspaper talk).
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Reading through The New Yorker is faster if you skip 75 percent of the stories.
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In first grade, when John Lurie was assigned a composition about what he was grateful for, he wrote, "I am grateful for my skeleton, my brain, and the sun."
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Tonight I pulled a Dad move. I arrived home in the car and sat in the parking spot to finish out a screamin' Jimi Hendrix song before walking inside.
by Tony at 10:58 PM |
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This is only somewhat related, but for some reason the local "JACKFM!" station played The Offspring song "Come Out And Play" while I was driving to get some dinner during my break and I instinctively did one of those "drum on the steering wheel and nod your head to the beat" type of things typical of dads.
Does this mean that the Offspring are officially a "classic rock act"? And if so, does this bode well for our collective ages?
Last night, after our conversation and a delicious burger from In-n-Out Burger, I gave myself the two-hour drive from Phoenix to Tucson (with Mark) to decide on this whole newspaper thing.
There are some times, in the car (and at night), when you can't help but feel utterly reclusive. Mark and I enveloped ourselves in Arcade Fire, rolled down the windows and really took advantage of the nighttime desert drive.
I'm really into the Arcade Fire's song "Sprawl II." It's another 'epic' selection of theirs...but it fit perfectly with the intensity of the moment.
If we still did Mid-Week Mixes, it would be my pick of the week.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rH_7_XRfTMs
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