Young Hov in the house it's so necessary
No bra with the blouse it's so necessary
No panties and jeans that's so necessary
Now why you frontin on me is that necessary?
Playing Tomatoes here. I need to stop flirting with clerks at Amoeba. So gonna get me in trouble. The HEAT here is fucking death. Even with A/C we've been slugs. And we've got move soon. Boxes are out (I think that helps), but still. Spent most of the week trying to get sleep. Hasn't been working so well.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Returning to Portland
Went to the P-Town this weekend with the wife. For those I didn't see, I'm sorry. It was a weird trip. Showing the wife where I grew up. Introducing her, such as it was, to my father. I had a great time. My friend Heather turned 30 on Thursday so I came into town to hang with her, but also the wife is getting there (we're at the sixth month point now) so it's going to be hard to travel after the kid's born.
Being in Portland again, this time the differences were acute. Driving around with Scott, he mentioned traffic, and my response was "Yeah, Portland traffic."There were a couple of moments like that. But hanging out with my mom while we shopped at Zupan's, there is a lot that I miss about Portland. I mean the bottom line is that (for better or worse) Portland is way less serious a town. You feel comfortable looking at the people walking around you because you're likely to see someone you know walking around. And I did, just walking around, I'd see people I knew. Someone I dated seven years ago. Strange. In Los Angeles, you're more likely to see a celebrity than an old friend. And the town doesn't seem a openly social, maybe because it's so spread out and nuts, whereas even New York features more carousing. It's just that much smaller, but it's so beautiful. Coming back, it was sort of depressing, especially in this heat.
But I got to spend a huge chunk of time with Scott and Heather, and they got to hang around my wife. You find your rhythms. And you hope your wife likes your friends cause that's gonna be a problem if they don't. I got a couple with Scott and Heath hung with the wife, and it went super well. I think they became fast friends. Heath had a party for her birthday, and it was superfun, introducing my wife to people I ahdn't seen in a while. Doing Karaoke. Though the wife was not happy with how much I drank. To which I feel bad.
The dad thing. Hard. Very hard.
Being in Portland again, this time the differences were acute. Driving around with Scott, he mentioned traffic, and my response was "Yeah, Portland traffic."There were a couple of moments like that. But hanging out with my mom while we shopped at Zupan's, there is a lot that I miss about Portland. I mean the bottom line is that (for better or worse) Portland is way less serious a town. You feel comfortable looking at the people walking around you because you're likely to see someone you know walking around. And I did, just walking around, I'd see people I knew. Someone I dated seven years ago. Strange. In Los Angeles, you're more likely to see a celebrity than an old friend. And the town doesn't seem a openly social, maybe because it's so spread out and nuts, whereas even New York features more carousing. It's just that much smaller, but it's so beautiful. Coming back, it was sort of depressing, especially in this heat.
But I got to spend a huge chunk of time with Scott and Heather, and they got to hang around my wife. You find your rhythms. And you hope your wife likes your friends cause that's gonna be a problem if they don't. I got a couple with Scott and Heath hung with the wife, and it went super well. I think they became fast friends. Heath had a party for her birthday, and it was superfun, introducing my wife to people I ahdn't seen in a while. Doing Karaoke. Though the wife was not happy with how much I drank. To which I feel bad.
The dad thing. Hard. Very hard.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
In Absentia
Look, I'm moving. I work, I've got a pregnant wife. The blog has taken the hit. Went to a baptism yesterday with some of the biggest movie geeks in the world. IN THE WORLD. So people were arguing over Superman Returns and the Pirates gross as a kid was getting dunked in holy oil and stuff. The wife is a grumblecake most of the time, but she's got that pregnant glow thing going on. Crazy. End of the month-ish we'll be in a new home. And yet it doesn't feel permanent. We just could do the apartment dwelling kid raising thing. A little more space, a lot more down payment. Kid stuff. I don't even want to talk about it here. It gets to be all consuming.
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