today

i head north for a funeral.

i loved her, i did. but i haven't felt anything yet since i heard the news...

i don't know what that means.

speaking of bearded men...

apparently i'm in quite the william funk right now. i just stumbled across this lovely in one of the hundreds of firefox tabs that i have open right now (and have had for days).

its a beaut. enjoy.



[here's a clean version if you don't feel like dealing with the chatter.]

bearded men & their music--

it's often hard to beat.

especially this one's.

sure, a few others beat him to the punch,

but seriously, get this ditty and tell me whose is better...

that's what i thought.

tonight!

i will be here:

watching this:

hanging five • 7pm • la paloma • come!

PS: if anyone can tell me who this song is by,
you will get an extra special hug.

sorry im late.

its probably a safe assumption that most 'beginnings' don't have the most perfect start. but at least it's a start, and that is the real hard part i guess. so for that, a high five is earned.

all i can do from here is take the next step into that cold water.

below is a clip i found in my accidental wanderings yesterday. at first glance i was simply in love with all of the brightly colored pillows, but after 5 seconds, the music swept me away...

i think this is something my friend dan would like.

Sorry I'm Late from Tomas Mankovsky

im not sure exactly how he's connected, but somehow
the filmmaker, tomas, has something to do with this
which may be the coolest thing i've seen in a while.

i've concluded that i like how this tomas character thinks!

how the day sounds

this day has the sounds of --
new routines, and new beginnings.

How The Day Sounds by greg laswell.

it was about time for a new "song" in my life.
and lucky me, i get to choose it.