Im gonna try and cover a ton of ground today, even though I really should be in bed, I know for a fact, I wont be able to fall asleep anytime soon, Ive got too much on my mind, so I have to expunge it. Lets get right the fuck into it shall we.
DVD shelf
This is one of those blogs that I have been saying I have been excited to write, Ive been working on putting together the info that I needed to have so I could do it effectivly and to my own personal standards. Its not a falll movie preview, its got more to it than that, which you will see in a bit. Im sitting here writing while I watch the PGA championship, so If I interject with random golf statements, you will know why.
That probably didnt work as well as I had hoped, I kinda hoped that it sounded like I was singing, but fuck it, what ever right ? Anyways, my mind has been on overload this week, with the draft, the iPhone, and the vacation. I needed a break, well I need to pack, but fuck it that will come when it comes. I needed to escape, I needed to get out of my apartment so I didnt spend all afternoon talking to Jeff about NY. So I jumped in the car right after work and when to Live Free or Die Hard.
Ok… Honestly we are gonna be dealing with two different things. They are totally unrelated, I repeat the decemberists are NOT on the Fantastic 4 soundtrack, their band is not in the movie, they are not tied together, hell I doubt the even said december in the movie, or for that matter pretty sure no one said ists either. But they are linked because thats what my afternoon consisted of.
Hey gang, whats up ?
Back in like october I put my iTunes on, random and fuckin wrote about the song and what it meant to me, and how it made me feel and so on, I really liked that shit man, I fucking dug writing it, and I thought about some over the next few monthes that I should have done in there, but I didnt wanna go back and add too it cuase then no one would really it, and I thought if I did it again, I would be ripping my own shit off, so Im just gonna turn it into a regular thing, fuck why not ? Almost every song that one has heard in the past, evokes somekind of latent memory, something buried and forgotten inside the deepest parts of our subconcious. Well at least thats how I feel, and well, since Im pretty much never wrong, I guess you’ll have to just agree with me. I do.
