Wedding Candid - 05/22/10

Wedding Candid - 05/22/10, originally uploaded by Luke T..

It would seem these days have been nothing but weddings.
Friends weddings.
Back and forth I find myself between home and homehome.
Seeing friends walk the isle.
It is an odd feeling if nothing else.
You're always happy for them.
They are, after all, your friends.
People moan and complain.
I don't exactly understand why.
It seems petty.
Leave your issues at home.
This is not your day.
You can be quiet for one day.
So you're in a church.
No one cares.
Shake hands and say "congratulations".
Any ways.
My friends seem to be getting married.
Married or engaged.
Which, yes, I realize is a contributing factor of the first.
So I've been dressing up(not to up) and getting my most humble of faces on and attending.
I have a really nice lighter now.
A woman broke it.
I fixed it.
It's fixed now.
But I have a really nice lighter now.
I listened to a David Cross skit a long long time ago.
His friends were talking about stupid things their kids had done.
"Jimmy stuffs ten grapes in his face, its so cute!"
I didn't think it sounded that cute.
"Grapes? Grapes? I can stuff grapes in my face. What the fuck happened to our friendship!?"
I always thought Mr. Cross made a good point.
He's funny like that.
I was worried that seeing my friends married off would change things.
It has not.
Not between the married couples and myself at least.
They are still my friends.
That doesn't change.
I can't help but feel like being surrounded by it has brought on changes though.
I'm sure it has.
How could it not?
I've changed a lot as of late.
Or made things change.
Made changes I suppose.
So stuff is constantly changing.
My last statement can't be anything but true.
Ok, I feel better with that.
I like American Slang more now than before.
The new album from Gaslight Anthem.
I wasn't sure at first but now I'm a fan.
I like it now.
I feel better about it.
Same thing.
I may be listening to it right now.
May be.
I'm putting off editing the wedding from this weekend passed.
I really shout get to editing it.
I started a new book for the fifth time.
The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon.
I can never explain why but I have yet to finish it.
One third through I always tend to put it down.
I've started it many times over.
Same thing.
Every time.
I'd like to finish it this time.
I'd like to finish it for once.
I like the book so it only makes sense.
I'll probably do that with a few things this year.
I should finish more things.
I should start a few more things.
I should start things.
I need to finish that damn book.
Here's looking at you kid.
I'm glad I've never gotten any names tattooed on me.
Not really.
Slightly.
I deleted my facebook.
That was slightly anticlimactic.
Nothing changed.
Nothing for the worse at least.
If anyone ever tells you "out of sight, out of mind" you can directly apply that to the internet.
I'm not on it.
I don't care about it.
Facebook that is, not the internet.
But nothing has negatively changed.
So I think it was a good thing.
If facebook was a van and your profile page was your front yard I bet people would look different on all the creeping they do.
I think my copy of The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon still has a bookmark in it from my last voyage.
Bottom of the fourth.
Page 88.
In a book that is 264 pages.
What did I say?
One third?
Spooky.
Funny really.
I just got a cold chill down my back.
But my fan is on and on rotate.
Quarter to midnight.
I shouldn't start this book tonight.
I should finish this book.
I have a really nice lighter now.