Snapshots

— I have never made so many lists in my life. I cannot live without my lists. I keep everything on the same To-Do List, so that “buy nail polish” lives side by side with “Get a life”.

— Lucy is growing so fast and I feel like I’m missing out! At least I get pictures on almost a daily basis.

— I’m not renewing my lease. Let the adventures begin. The great unknown. Leap of faith.

— Green Day’s new album is a bit of a revelation. I was almost tentative, going in, because I loved “American Idiot” so much. I was afraid “21st Century Breakdown” would fall short. Well, no. It hasn’t. Funny thing is – and this is mainly because of my iPod and how I listen to music now – it was a while before I listened to the whole album, start to finish. I clued in on one or two songs (“East Jesus Nowhere” and “Horseshoes and Hand grenades” primarily) – but then a couple of days ago I listened to the whole thing, start to finish, and my God, they have done it again. A perfect modulation of rage and nostalgia and sweetness and cynicism – each song leading into the next – nothing standing out as “not fitting”. I’m going through phases. I mean, I just bought the album last week, so it’s early yet – but first I clicked in to “East Jesus Nowhere”. Couldn’t stop listening to it. Then it was “Vive la Gloria” – couldn’t stop listening to that one. I had a couple of hours where “Last of the American Girls” became THE song for me … and now I am deeply embedded in “21 Guns”, and listen to it on eternal repeat and it shows no sign of stopping any time soon. LOVE the album. I’m thrilled.

— Too much to do in too little time. Hence: the lists. Oh well, whether or not I get it all done, the rest of this week WILL happen. Time WILL move forward and I will move along with it. Hard to see that, though, as I scurry around “buying nail polish” and “getting a life”.

— ME: “So what should we do? Saturday night? Friday? What’s your schedule? Are you free? Should we nail down a time? Am I able to chill out? Seriously not sure. Talk to me. Pick a place, pick a time. Where should we go?”

HE: “Everything’s going to be fine.”