Taking time to enrich emotions
Well. It's been a week since my last time haunting these blogging halls. The echo of my footsteps along this metaphorical corridor reminds me of the solitude a baboon finds when bathing in the warm springs of a cold mountainous region.
Party like it's 1989
In the past week, holidays celebrations ensued ... and there was much rejoicing. During the week, it was my friend Megan's birthday and I went with my friend John to Cross Creek Tavern to celebrate. Good times. Then on Good Friday, I woke up at 4 a.m., took Sam to the airport and went to Oberlin. Then I brought Eddie down to school that night, arriving at 4 a.m ... helluva 24-hour day. Good times. We shot some footage for "The Fuzz" and Eddie celebrated Easter with me, Patrick, etc. Eddie and I had a pretty sweet time at the Easter Vigil. It was a 4-hour-long service and we were pretty delirious about an hour of the way into it. I thought that the lector was telling a joke about chariots, with the punch line being "The Word of the Lord," and I was momentarily offended by this blasphemy until I realized that it was just the third reading. We also realized how thirsty we were as the musicians sang about deer searching for running streams. Good times. Then on Easter, Eddie and feasted like nobody's business. We hit two
parties (Eddie also hit a restaurant beforehand) and we ate hella food.
Last night Eddie and I went to Pittsburgh to visit our friend Peter. We ate bean burritos and brownies. Mmmm. It was really good to see Peter and it was fun hangin with his roommates and pals. Eddie and I also went to Best Buy where Eddie got the new Mars Volta and the new Queens of the Stone Age CDs. Very exciting.
Well that's all for now. More to come. Same bat time ... blah.
P.S. Happy Birthday Vincent Van Gogh and special thanks to Google for daily educating our idiot culture. Put that in your blog and smoke it.