Monday, August 29, 2011

Ehh, You Can Keep Your Mystic Journey

Once upon a time a friend transferred his incredibly impressive music collection to my rather paltry one because I'm cheap and rarely buy music for myself. It wasn't until today, though, that I realized that I am the proud owner of not one, but nine (NINE!) Arlo Guthrie albums and have not so much as listened to any of them. I decided to be adventurous and listen to one. For some reason my eye was transfixed upon this album:

"Arlo, seriously, he can feel your sweat through your silk shirt."

Just contemplate the beauty of this scene here. Take a moment and breathe deeply. Hee hoo. Hee hoo. 

Because when one embarks upon a mystic journey, who doesn't carry a baby amongst a lush bed of ferns while staring profoundly into the distance? You get it, right?

Think about that. I felt my life change. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

You...say things.

This is an honest-to-goodness-gracious conversation that just happened via text:

Martin: You won't believe what I just did.
Me: You deleted your contracted HIV from figured out nuclear fission and have blasted off into space...the possibilities are endless.
Martin: I threw my phone in the trash at mcd's. And when i realized I lost it, I went back, sacked up and rifled through the trash bin.
Me: That's infinitely better than anything I could have come up with! Did you find it?
Martin: else would I be talking to you?
Me: Point made.

Holy Saint Jeebus, I question my sanity and that of my future children. I seriously wonder how I make it through my day to day life sometimes.