Stop the Beltway, I wanna get off!

Wow. So everytime I go off on some quasi-political topic I feel the need to temper it with a touchy-feely personal post.

Feelin’ the need, but ain’t got much to say. As per usual, I had a bunch of interesting thoughts on the drive home from work today, but was so confident I would remember them that I didn’t write them down in the little notebook I keep in the car for that express purpose. Of course it goes without saying that I can’t remember a damned thing.

In fact, the only thing I do remember from the drive was hearing Joss Stone’s pseudo cover of the White Stripes’ “Fell In Love With a Girl.” It was pretty cool. I’ve seen plenty of photos of the blonde songstress in RS and the like, but hadn’t heard any of her stuff ‘til today.

Now I’m tired, and have about 104 more pages to read of “Brave New World” before I hit the hay. And pardon me for having yet another personal thought, but I have to figure out what I’m going to wear to the happy hour tomorrow. Pretty fucking lame, huh?

This post brought to you by: 100 Years from the album “The Battle for Everything” by Five for Fighting.

March 31, 2004 | Filed Under minutiae