Thursday, May 22, 2008

I'm thinking...

... that the whole “Spygate” thing, regardless of what a bunch of sportswriters are saying, is far from over. The fact that Bill Belichick went on the CBS Evening News and completely dismissed everything Matt Walsh brought to the table is yet another chapter in his rapidly-expanding book of deceit. First he “misinterpreted” the rules, then he “apologized” for his wrongdoing, and now he is essentially saying “you know what? It never happened in the first place, and whatever Walsh tells you is nonsense.” I don’t know Matt Walsh from some random shmuck on the street, but I’ll tell you this: I would believe his words a thousand times before I’d believe Belichick’s once.

... that I’m excited for Coldplay’s new album, which hits stores in less than a month. I’ve been a big fan of theirs since Parachutes, and if the rest of the album is as good as the first single, it will be in heavy rotation throughout the summertime.

... that I’m even more excited for the slight possibility that I’ll be getting a photo pass for Coldplay’s DC show in July. It’s probably a 50/50 shot at this point, but I can’t really think of any bad I’d rather shoot than Chris Martin & Co. While the term “big break” is rather cliché, getting some good shots of an extremely popular, internationally-acclaimed band would be huge for my portfolio.

... that I love blogging (and writing in general), but I just don’t have enough time to really focus. I think that’s my problem. I’ve got so many “hobbies” that it’s damn near impossible to devote any significant amount of time to any of them. I want to be a photographer, a writer, a better architect, a graphic designer and a film editor all at the same time. I constantly look on Craigslist and on jobs.com and whatever other sites are out there for something to grab me by the balls and say “c’mon, MWP, let’s get you a new career!”, but it just ain’t happenin’. It kind of sucks, to be honest. I need a change of pace.

... that planning a wedding is a lot of work. After ironing out some major details in the first couple of months, I thought the spring / summer would be smooth sailing. Little things here and there, however, continue to occupy my nights and weekends... and while I am absolutely stoked for the finished product -- if you can call it that -- I’m also growing quite tired. There just aren’t enough hours in the day or days in the week.

... that moving into DC on June 15th is going to be absolutely glorious. The fiancé and I signed a lease a couple of weeks ago on an apartment in Chinatown, arguably the hottest spot in our nation’s capital. It’s going to take some getting used to -- my car will be kept in the ‘burbs, for one -- but ultimately it’s going to be amazing. We’ll be a block from the Verizon Center and about 50 restaurants and bars (and about a 5-minute walk from the National Mall). As the always-eloquent Flava Flav once said, “YEEEEEEEEEEEAH, BOEEEEEEEEEEY!”

... that not going to Bonnaroo this year really blows. Last year’s festival was awesome, don’t get me wrong, but I think I’m a bigger fan of the bands in this year’s lineup. I still have yet to see Pearl Jam live, and it’s no secret that I’m a big O.A.R. fan. Throw in Jack Johnson, My Morning Jacket, State Radio, Sigur Ros, Metallica -- imagine hearing “One” along with 70,000 other people in the middle of a Tennessee field! -- and a slew of other awesome acts and I’m a pig in shit (almost literally).

... that aside from Pearl Jam, there are very few bands I haven’t seen yet but want to. One of them is the Red Hot Chili Peppers and another is the Beastie Boys. I had a ticket to see Ad Rock, Mike D. and MCA with Rage Against the Machine in 1998 (I think), but Mike D. took a digger on his bike a few weeks before the show and the rest of the tour was cancelled. Talk about disappointing.

... that I’m pretty excited for the warmer weather that’s surely headed our way, but at the same time, I know the 95-degree, 100% humidity days are not far behind. Summers in DC are absolutely brutal.

... that it’s almost time for lunch.

... that if you’ve read this entire post, you should leave a comment.

... that I can’t think of anything else to wri