Monday, February 14, 2005
I can be my own best friend
I'll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
I see the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit.
And I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when we kiss
So many men stronger then me have thrown their backs out, trying to lift it
But me I'm not a gamble, you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist.
Bright Eyes, "Lua"
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I had a fun time at the concert, and it was interesting to see the circle of circumstance come full, uh, circle. I first heard of Bright Eyes by talking to Adam in furlough (he's the pasty white guy who was really good at freestyle rapping), and it was solidified when I read a positive review in Maxim, a magazine I would never have read under normal circumstances.
And I wouldn't have heard of the concert if it weren't for an old Magic buddy of mine (he's a high school senior) using me as a backup. He picked up a pair of tickets to their show on Saturday, but his date was a 10th grade girl that he wasn't sure would be able to go (you know, parents and all). So I was his contingency plan.
But I spent most of Sunday lounging around Liz and Matty J's place in The Gundo. For lunch, Liz made a variation on the Monte Cristo, with caramelized onion and ham with smoked gouda and frisee. That was the last solid meal I had all day, unless you count the Scoops I nibbled while waiting for Kim to arrive for the concert.
For me, my contingency plan was that Grant and I would go to the House of Blues on Sunset to see A Tribe Called Quest. I always thought it would be a perfect ending to his LA story, but in the end for me, a hug on an El Segundo sidewalk will have to do. All of this migration that everyone is doing is re-instilling my sense of wanderlust, but I've got those pesky probation terms hanging over my head.
I think if I finish the DUI classes and pay off my restitution, I'll be able to do transfer my probation elsewhere, or even squash it altogether. It's something to which I can aspire, so in the meantime, I'll just have to be content with watching the world turn and leave me here.