I can’t imagine, my destination
So here’s the deal. I am busier than I have ever been in my life and so tired that my free time is spent staring at the ceiling wishing my feet hurt less. But life is good, or at least I can’t notice if it isn’t. I did get to an OMD concert, which was awesome; thanks, Brother2. Whilst there, I discovered that Andy McCluskey dances like Elaine on Seinfeld. I also ran into someone from my old label… I sometimes forget there actually still is a music industry.
Anyway, I can also tell you that there probably won’t be any more posts until New Year’s. That is, Jewish New Year’s, which is late next week. Probably more likely the week after that, which is the period of repentance where I try to think deep thoughts. So I apologize in advance and leave you with a picture of David Nalbandian pushing his luggage cart through the airport in Buenos Aires. I know you’ll find it as fulfilling as I do.
Title comes from:
Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark – Souvenir
I just wanna dunk him in my coffee.
Happy New Year, Becca!
And get you some jellin’ inserts for your shoes
Ha! Just release him for the next tournament, TIA!
Thanks, Elena! And my shoes are comfy, it’s just not enough, alas…