zizou

see the italian spouting off....
and more soccer fun...(or, why america hates soccer)...

doin' what she says...

heidi says i should post more....real stuff. less sports.
so, here i am, bringing the real.
at 2:15 in the AM.
gotta be up at 6:30.
putting off going to bed, as per usual.
gotta get out of that habit.
there are added marriage perks that that gets in the way of.
not so subtle that reference, eh?

why no "serious" posts anymore?
well, probably because i did in fact marry the love of my life.
no more pining for unrequited love, which is what most of my blog posts were ever about.
sure, there were the occasional deep, introspective, religious ones, but...
1. i'm in a bit of a spiritual funk that's hard to shake and
2. at the heart of the deep, introspective posts was probably just me pining over unrequited love.
so, there ya go.
happy artists begat poor music.

got the new audioslave. not too bad. not great. it's a reach.

being happy and in love, i think, has also taken away some of my desire to search for the coolest, most tortured music out there...

when looking for songs for the wedding, i realized most of my music was in the vein of one not able to get what one desired, be it spiritually or emotionally or in love or life or whatever. those don't work so well for celebrations.

so, there's a quick "real" post.
she's lying on the couch over there, sleeping. waiting for me to get off the computer and go to bed.
eh.
old habits die hard.