Perhaps it’s not to be this year

14 12 2008





Providence, Roads, Islands

22 06 2008

I had a conversation with a friend tonight about why people hurt each other. (Incidentally, it was an extremely helpful conversation for both of us.)

To apprise you of what we spoke about:

-How often the hard thing is the right thing.

-How being a man often means going forward without understanding or being in control of our situation.

-Loneliness, and its dangers and opportunities/When to be sociable and when to seek comfort and repose.

-How eternally formulaic people can be.

Some days, you just need to get away from it all, y’know? And then there are those times when the presence of one person can be exactly what you need.

– – –

What crimes have you committed, demanding such penace?

Couldn’t wait for five more minutes, and a cry for help,

Because this room is so peaceful and this room is so quiet,

And I hate the silence,

I hate the silence.

-CC





David Brent and the Dodgers

10 05 2008

My life has become more of a diorama than a drama lately. Exemplifying this fact was my watching of the original The Office with Ricky Gervais this afternoon. The whole office is in a customer service meeting when Gervais’ character, David, goes off about his time in a rock band named Foregone Conclusion. To make a long story short, David eventually winds up playing his entire repertoire in a pretentious (hey, that’s the name of the show!) display of self-congratulation.

However, the song “Free Love Freeway” has become stuck in my head for quite a while now, and I only just today downloaded the actual song. Please let me share some of its lyrical lasciviousness with you.

Pretty girl on the hood of a Cadillac, yeah,

Broken down on Freeway 9

I take a look and get her engine started

Leave her purrin’, and I roll on by

Free love on the Free Love Freeway, the love is free and the freeway’s long

I got some hot love on the hot love highway, going home ’cause my baby’s gone

she’s gone

Down a road, I see a cowboy crying

I say hey buddy, what can I do?

He said “I’ve lived a good life, had about a thousand women”

I said “Why the tears?” he said “cause none of them was you.”

– – –

Nick and I watched the Dodgers lose to the Astros tonight, but never have I enjoyed a baseball game apart from the competition on the field more. We heckled, commiserated, laughed and sang our hearts out for 7 innings (Friday traffic kept us out until the top of 3).

Frienship is cool that way, I guess.