i played hookey on friday, first time at the new gig.
i still can't believe i'm getting paid for what i do, even when i'm not there.
shot myself a round of golf. had fun.
saw 40-Year-Old Virgin yesterday with Frank and Mike. had fun.
worked the pub last night, which was very slow. made some dough.
played pitch-n-putt at Mo'Ville Golf Farm and got a hole in one. had fun.
also saw Must Love Dogs (with another man, even). great film.
but the important news is this:
Sunday, September 4th.
Labor Day Weekend.
Two Weeks from today.
CRUCIAL BAR-B-Q!
Free food, free beer, tons of fun, and live music by The Frantic.
at my place in beautiful downtown Yardville, New Jersey.
There will be more details and shit to follow, but all of you simply must mark your calendars because it will be one for the books.
even
you can't forget me
'cause you never knew me
all of your stares
and your lies pass right through me
the times that we kissed
you were kissing a stranger
the nights that I held you
you were sleeping with danger
and all of your words that I chose to believe
are prayers that I heard over deaths that I grieve
and all of my words that you won't hear no more
are lives that I'll send you to even the score
even the score
there's laws of attraction
and that's what you're breaking
I paid the price
and my hands are still shaking
a year of my life
now it's over and gone
guess my only revenge
is to keep moving on
and all of your words that I chose to believe
are prayers that I heard over deaths that I grieve
and all of my words that you won't hear no more
are lives that I'll send you to even the score
even the score
I can't forget you
'cause love isn't like that
and I don't regret you
but you'll never get that
I don't believe
there were any mistakes
just a difference in score
on the gives and the takes
and all of your words that I chose to believe
are prayers that I heard over deaths that I grieve
and all of my words that you won't hear no more
are lives that I'll send you to even the score
even the score
there is a connection to something larger.
whatever you want to call it, whatever makes you more comfortable discussing it.
I felt it rather strongly again Friday, while standing in the sand.
sometimes in life we are in a place where we can't feel that connection. it is not ever truly gone, no matter how tenuous it becomes, but we no longer feel it in ourselves. like driving through a tunnel with satellite radio.
the signal is still there, even when we are not receiving it.
i am going to plug in and hear it. loudly.
