思恋是一种病

it's easier to blame myself

Road Trip and meeting Chris Martin

The trip to niagara falls took 7 hours, and Eric and I took turns to drive.
I was driving at 6 am in the morning, dozing off, and I swerved off the road, to my horror. I snapped out of it in time to steer back, to my relief.
I think I appreciate my father much more now, him toiling in his cab for the past 20 years, almost every day for a good 10 12 hours.
The drive back to Philly was a good reminder of how tiring driving can be.

So Jens and I took a bus to NY to catch Coldplay for their MSG show. And on the bus, i thought this bugger that looked really like Chris Martin.
But we didn't do shit. In fact we were distracted by a lively argument/ conversation between a hispanic/african-american woman and a white man.

On further inspection at the concert posters, and seeing Coldplay at Madison Square Garden, we think that was really Chris Martin, in the same bus as us from Philly to New York. What are the odds! Dang, we should have just taken a picture with him at least.

He's a good 90 percent lookalike, at the very least.

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do

what if we stop having a ball

i went to catch ingrid michaelson kick off her tour last sunday at TLA at south street, and she was really good, quirky and nice.

she did this song, this really affecting love song.

What if we stop having a ball?
What if the paint chips from the wall?
What if there's always cups in the sink?
What if I'm not what you think I am?

What if I fall further than you?
What if you dream of somebody new?
What if I never let you win, chase you with a rolling pin?
Well what if I do?

I am giving up on making passes and
I am giving up on half empty glasses and
I am giving up on greener grasses.
I am giving up.

What if our baby comes home after nine?
What it your eyes close before mine?
What if you lose yourself sometimes? Then I'll be the one to find you
Safe in my heart.

I am giving up on making passes and
I am giving up on half empty glasses and
I am giving up on greener grasses.
I am giving up.

I am giving up.
I am giving up.
I am giving up on greener grasses.

I am giving up for you.
I am giving up for you.
I am giving up.

Everything you do in life, every choice you make, has a consequence. When you do things without thinkin', then you ain't makin' the choice. The choice is makin' you.