A mild Denver morning but up for hours.
Few bands can write inane lyrics and still gain my respect, but Vampire Weekend is able to do it so nicely. I mean, look at the lyrics to “Cousins” from Contra:
You found a sweater on the ocean floor.
They’re gonna find it if you didn’t close the door.
You and the smart one sit outside of their sight,
In a house on a street they wouldn’t park on at night.
Alright…Whatever that means. The song kicks ass as does the rest of the album. I thought this while laying in bed unable to sleep this morning with “I Think Ur a Contra” on in the background. Such a jam. It didn’t lull me to sleep, but it relaxed me. Then, of course, I anger the blood with Angry Birds and said, “Screw this, I’m getting up.” Now, my kitchen is spotless.
Now, I just gotta get through the workday and perhaps partake in Smash Putt tonight. It looks pretty intense, and it only runs for a few months. If you’re game to join, let me know. Otherwise, we be dancin.
Scorpions, rocking my neck like a hurricane via Lands' End Canvas.
I switched it up a bit this morning and did a shot with a new camera app I got on my phone. I liked the way it turned out, so I used it in lieu of the standard pose. And, no, my sister isn’t on the bus with me today, but she does delight in taking the Light Rail from the burbs to the city to come see me, so she’s with me in spirit.
Anyway, I strapped on the Lands’ End Canvas scorpions today with the Animal Command jacket and an svelt OCBD from J.Crew. My dapper feeling almost had the kibash thrown on it as I headed out the door this AM and slipped on a patch of black ice at the foot of the stairs of my building. Luckily, it was 6:30 and no one was walking by. I would have looked quite the fool. Or not. I don’t think I really would have cared…
Break out the ice scrapers, we're going to town.
Finally, Denver got hit hard by some snow and brutally cold temperatures. I got the chance to head to the hills for some snowshoeing, which was ideal, save for the patch of ice I hit afterwards while running out for dinner supplies ending in me and my car in a ditch. No one was hurt. We’re all good. What a way to see out 2010.
With 2011 here and as cliched and hackneyed as it sounds, I’m embracing this fresh start and aim to live everyday to the fullest. I try to already, but there’s no harm in trying harder, and trying to do a bit of good everyday.
Cheers, all, and let’s make this year one for the books.
With hopeful eyes, I raise my head to the heavens in anticipation...
Listen, I am enjoying not freezing my appendages off on the morning walk to the station, but I am in no way a champion for this mild weather. There is plenty of time throughout the year for my walks not to be bitterly cold, but how in the hell am I supposed to appreciate them when, on December 14, it’s 60+ degrees? Though I am liking the vest/sweater ensemble, bought to you today by Lands End Canvas, with tie by the Hill Side and shirt from J Crew, I have a plethora of overcoats begging to see the light and white of day.
Come on, skies above, make with the good stuff.
December 13, 2010. Denver, CO. It's 60 effing degrees. Hill Side, Lands' Ennd Canvas, J. Crew, Sperry, Brothers Bray.
See that face right there? It may look like the standard, “I’m trying to look slightly to the right and not directly at the camera so it appears I am more pensive that it would seem…” While that is somewhat true, I am more just pissed off at the lack of snow. It’s December. It’s Denver. My birthday is in a few days and Christmas and Festivus shortly after that. It better be a white one… You hear me, Heavens? Open up, you damn sky. Though these mild morning are perfect for the vests and cable knits, as sported today.
Quick story about the vest: I spotted it awhile back at Lands’ End Canvas and wore it twice. The second wear, the snap inside the side pocket came out. Damn. I reached out to LEC to see what they could do, and whitin DAYS, a new one arrived as well as a return shipping label. That company, friendo… They got it on lockdown in the customer support department.