Hah!

"You tricked me."
"Tricked implies that we have a playful relationship. I decieved you."
"Fair enough."

Holiday Time

For the first time, it being so close to the Holidays made me happy.

It is a brisk day, I am drinking Christmas Blend coffee, I had a cookie, I have to pick up something that it is particularly Holiday-ie today, and at Starbucks, they are playing some of the music from "A Charlie Brown Christmas".

Dreams

I am still having the recurring organized crime dreams.

This weekend featured George Clooney and and a pair of gloves that I purchased in 1998 (Doe skin with red polar fleece linings) which made me very happy (As Curly has destroyed them).

I really don't know what is causing these dreams, but the recurring motif of organized crime (peopled by incompetents) shows that my psyche is being run by Seth Meyers writing a skit about the Departed with me in the lead.

I am having this comical (but occasionally very violent) life going on in my head for no reason, and they are happening every single night.

My hope is that when my head is in a better place, these dreams will stop.

Like an Indie Rock Love Song

I was having a conversation with a friend the other day and I made the statement that I want to live my life as if I were in an indie rock love song.

I thought about which song I would want to be in for a couple of days and I have decided on this:

Winterpills - Handkerchief

I don't know but...

Post Secret is becoming more and more banal to me, which is sad, because it used to be a Sunday morning ritual.