Feeling nearly faded as my jeans.
Dayum, poking around youtube I ran across this that I hadn’t heard before:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXB2coGP2ZcLoneliness is more than just a state of mind.
You see the devil haunts the hungry man,
and if you don’t want to beat him, you gotta join himI’m not saying I beat the devil,
but I drank his beer for nothin’
And then I stole his fuckin’ song.
Shawshank Week sounds at least as cool as the more popular Shark Week.
I find I’m so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it is the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
You can see and hear Morgan’s scene here.
I need to just buy the damn movie already, instead of hoping to catch it on TBS. It really is cool if you haven’t seen it.
Get busy living or get busy dying. That’s goddamn right.
OK, as cynical as I can be, I gotta say I was pleasantly surprised at how much of today went. We had extra snacks at work (mmm, queso), it was a nice seventy degrees and sunny when I drove home, and I had a wonderful dinner with my family, topped off by a pioneer woman dessert.
Added plus: My daughter wrote me a note and said I was the “nicest dad I had in the world.” I would argue with her, but sometimes you just gotta give a big hug and say thank you.
And then cry all the way home because you know someday soon she won’t believe that anymore.