blue and gold

[Memo to the City of New York: It's neato that Midtown is all shiny and clean and ready to host hoardes of fannypack-wearing/overly-but-strangely dressed tourists. All those smooth, marbled sidewalks look purty and all, but they are so damn slippery when wet--especially for those wearing flipflops or similarly-soled footwear. I am now suffering back pain from tensing up during the fifteen or so times I nearly fell while walking five blocks to the subway. I'll take the old school gritty concrete, thank you very much.]

Today is dark and rainy and all around disgusting. Oh yeah, and it's my birthday. Happy birthday to me. But not only is it my birthday, it is my GOLDEN birthday. For those who did not consider this a momentous occasion as a child like I did, this means I am turning TWENTY-THREE on the TWENTY THIRD. I've been in one of my mini-depressions since last night but am slowly snapping out of it, thanks to some kind words from friends and...the package of cookies from my mom that the UPS man just brought to my door during that ellipsis.

In what I just know was a tribute to me, today good ol' Pitchfork posted some lyrics from a lovely My Morning Jacket song that is coincidentally entitled "Golden." Like my mood, it is melancholy and kind of sad but not hopeless. If I were more skilled I'd post the mp3, but I am not so I will be a chopped nut covered cheeseball and post the lyrics.

Watchin' a stretch of road,
Miles of light explode
Driftin' off a thing
I'd never done before
Watchin' a crowd roll in
Out go the lights it begins
A feelin' in my bones
I never felt before...

Mmm...people always told me
That bars are dark and lonely
And talk is often cheap
And filled with air
Sure, sometimes they thrill me
But nothin' could ever chill me
Like the way they make
The time just disappear

Feelin' you are here again
Hot on my skin again
Feelin' good's a thing
I'd never known before
What does it mean to feel
Millions of dreams come real
A feelin' in my soul
I'd never felt before

And you always told me
No matter how long it holds me
If it falls apart
Or makes us millonaires
You'll be right here forever
We'll go thru this thing together
And on heaven's golden shore
We'll lay our heads