I can’t find a way to put yesterday into words other than to simply say that it started really beautifully, but turned into something very strange and uncomfortable. I can’t honestly figure out a better way to say it than that, even a whole day later.
This is the house in Bellingham, WA that Ben Gibbard lived in while he was attending Western Washington University, where he started Death Cab For Cutie. The address is mentioned in his solo song “Dinner at Eight in the Suburbs”, recorded as All-Time Quarterback.
Today I was also able to hear the sound of “the air on Railroad” and see “the shopfronts on Holly,” both mentioned in the song “A Movie Script Ending”.
It makes me happy to finally have people I care about above my bed.
I don’t really have anything in particular to say, but I feel like I’ve been neglectful of the ol’ blog. In part, I think, it’s because I haven’t had internet for something like sixteen days now. Broadstripe should be around tomorrow to reinstate it.
Tomorrow I also need to get some film developed and have CH60MP print some enlargements of older photos that I can put above my bed. As it stands, I have six 8×10 photo frames hanging there with identical pieces of paper in them: the one that was in there when I bought them—placeholders for when I get around to taking photographs of people of importance in my life.
I need to cut back on my alcohol consumption. I’ve had a five-day weekend from work and I’ve probably drunk four out of the five days. I’ve had such an awesome past seven or eight days. I’m really enjoying this summer already and I’m very excited to see where it goes from here. I just don’t want to wake up in a stupor every morning of it.
Me and friend Katie at Senior Prom, June 7, 2005. I’m excited to see this one when I go home this coming July.
Forrest Gump, driving golf balls at Interbay, Sushi Maki, then forty-five minutes at the gym a good day make. Sadly, I’ve been really bad about taking my camera wherever I go lately in order to record this summer’s best days. I wouldn’t mind doing today over again exactly, though, just to get the photos out of it.
In other news, Bibio is an artist that I’ve been into since (if I’m remembering correctly) the 2007 World Series when his song Bewley in Grey was in a commercial for Columbia Sportswear or something L. L. Bean that was run constantly during the series. He’s releasing an album this week that sounds really amazing, like a huge step forward artistically from his previous stuff. Here’s a good summer song from it:
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Another two am night, another late morning. Another coffee shop to keep tabs on the world.
Spent all of last night here to listen to her.
Sometimes I feel like I’m too much of a pessimist. Then I realize that every single person I know is just as dead and glassy-eyed as I am.
No, really.
