I was driving when “Fine China” came on. Saw the name of the artist and instinctively raised my hand to defend myself from the beat, but the greatness of the song just repeatedly smashed me in the face. Got to a stoplight and actually locked my hands behind my head, covering my ears with my elbows to protect myself from the breezy pop attack.
Eventually I'll respond to everyone individually, but since we all know that's gonna take a while I wanted to send out a blanket thank you ... and you know this is important if I'm re-visiting the blog. Had such big plans for this place; we were all so young then, full of life and so excited to type. What happened to us, man?
New episode of "The 40 Year Old Boy" podcast now empty and aching and I don't know why. Maybe it's the weather; as I type this it's 84º at 5:15 AM, with no real hope for relief later today. I should point out that I don't mind; if given the choice, I would absolutely die in a fire rather than freeze to death. Of course, that seems a little extreme here - why can't I just say "I like summer", and leave it at that?