Welcome to 2009! Last year we stayed in didn’t do much of anything. This year was precisely the same because the little one isn’t so interested in staying up late. That’s clearly not an issue for me. Next December things could be different. Instead Mrs. Lessinges and I watched the Dark Knight on our new HD TV. I must say I loved the action flick when I initially saw it in the theatre, but the second viewing felt really long. Bale’s Batman voice was odd and I got tired of Two Faced’s stupid coin. I get it. Heath was awesome though and should at least get nominated for an Oscar. Keep in mind this is the same guy from Brokeback Mountain who had an Aussie accent. Yikes, “had”… so sad.
I went for a burrito run Wednesday night. After getting our burritos, I jumped in the Subaru and powered on my new HD radio. Dammit, The Police were on again. I thought to myself how cruel life can be. I swear whenever I get in the car I hear Sting whether it’s The Police, Sting & Co., or the Dire Straights singing about MTV with Sting doing his special backing vocals. He’s everywhere which got me hoping for a Sting Free 2009. Annoyed with The Police song I quickly changed the radio station. Yep, Sting was on again before I could even finish picturing a Sting Free 2009. Well, good thing I’ve got my iPod wired into the new stereo and a Bob Dylan CD waiting in the wings. If I went my entire life never hearing Sting (of any sort), Blondie, or The Pretenders again I’d be the luckiest man on this earth. See, I don’t ask for much this year.
STATUS UPDATE: Egan discovered a great song I doubt many know called Red Hill Mining Town. It’s by a quaint act from Dublin, Ireland with a goofy lead singer who looks nothing like the person who married Cher and probably can’t ski. You should give it a listen.
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