Time Machine

I'm back in my old bedroom wearing a white t-shirt, black Dickies and a pair of Vans. The windows are open to the summer sunset and the distant sound of camp kids cheering. There are posters of Jamie Thomas and Ren and Stimpy and Katie Holmes on the wall. There is incense burning and I am sitting on my bed on the floor daydreaming about a girl who sits in front of me in algebra and doesn't know who I am.

City Day

Went to church yesterday, followed by Chipotle with Ashley (fresh in from Haiti), the Vedders (Brandon also fresh in from Haiti), and Mackenzie. Then to the ever so inspiring Hennessy and Ingalls for some verbiage. Then two shots of espresso over vanilla gelato. Then a cruise through the Hollywood farmers market followed by Inception at the ArcLight dome, which is a perfect movie. Then to the Hillywoods Bowl to drop off everyone plus Andrea (fresh in from San Clemente) for the She&Him + Swell Season show. Then to Matty OBGYN's to watch this insane KANO video and this completely and totally maxed out insane Sigue Sigue Sputnik video.

But honestly, Inception is amazing.

That is all for now.

I'm going jazz fusion. It can be cool. Actually it is cool. And I'm doing it. Starting with Weather Report. This song gets super rad at about minute 2.