history repeats itself

at the show last night i felt like i had walked into a bret easton ellis novel.
all blow and shitty pop make for a complacent, dull and depressed nation where everyone looks alike--adrodgynous even...haven't we been through this before?
i hope i hear the sweet sounds of a musical revolution coming on...hell, i hope i smell the sweet scent of a societal revolution coming on, because let's face it, the music is only a reflection of the times...or is life imitating art? either way, financial depressions = mental depressions where everyone is comfortably numb.

not to say i didn't enjoy the show...a place to bury strangers was exceptionally good...again.

conversational "things my boyfriend says" side note during the big pink:

me: what's with the hands? (referring to a few die hard fans in the crowd doing this hallejulah shaking hand thing)
bob: i just thought it was that dude trying to throw the horns but failing.
me: no, no, look...there are a bunch of people doing it. it must mean something.
bob: i think it's just an epidemic of people who don't know how to rock.

at the movies

bob: i like this carpet
me: i think you've said that before
bob: good to know my taste is more consistent than my memory

pillow talk

me: sometimes there's so much running through my head i can't sleep
bob: yeah, that happens to me too. so i just speed it up until it's just white noise.

the epitome of spring

a walk around the lake with melting snow, muddy puddles, a dirty dog and a happy baby.


(isn't he a cutie?)


(isn't she a cutie?)

i swear i can see the edge of the world

standing on the edge of the spit, looking out over lake ontario, peeling off the winter layers, i swear i can see the edge of the world.
sometimes.

at the marlies game

me, after a couple of beers, making fun of the couple in front of us: that guy has not taken his arm from around that girl the whole game. how come you don't keep your arm around me for 2 hours? (insert snicker here--i was laying on the sarcasm pretty thick)

bob: that's usually reserved for couples who don't think they're equals in a relationship.

(and that's why i'm marrying him)