Wednesday, November 22, 2006

"The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret"

Oh, the shame, it engulfs me. Where, you might be asking yourself, have I been? I'm asking myself the same question.

After the events of last week, I think I've thrown in the towel. I'm a parent now... might as well accept my fate. Instead of joining my friends in going to see Converge—a band that has long been a favorite of mine—I went to see, gulp, The Wiggles. I traded in loud guitars for kiddie stars, and the sad thing is that I didn't really mind. I've just been delaying writing about it.


Instead of this:

I was hangin' with these dudes:
Should I mention that I spent my entire Saturday at a five-hour financial lecture across town? Need to borrow some self-loathing? I've got plenty to spare right about now.

1 Comments:

Blogger Daddy L said...

Send some loathing over this way! Yesterday I got caught up in the plot of Thomas the Tank Engine. "Ooooo, will Salty make it back okay? Will Sir Toppenhat be angry?" I was gripped.

4:49 PM  

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