4th post in December, must be fucken X-mas?!
Almost.
December is the toughest month since it emphasizes the fact that I'm playing solitaire.
Can't put it any clearer than that.

So I survived my birthday watching the new Rocky movie (which is great) and making some kick ass pancakes and drinking some good ole Apfelkorn. Good times.

Got this e-mail from a friend who went home for the holidays which pinpointed exactly why I don't go 'home' for the so-called holidays.
He said his parents' house felt like a prison and he has to commute to where ever his friends live to have any fun. So why would I waste money on something which is the same no matter where you are?
People always long for this place called 'home' while in reality that very place not only stays the same but moreover changes remarkably over time. Why clutch to something which has either vanished or transformed into something else?

Anypoo, I'm chilling out, cleaning my house, doing laundry, listening to shitloads of music (obviously).
I just grabbed the Grinderman album which is set to be released in March 2007. It's ridiculous but one can't be blamed for grabbing something when the music industry waits 6 months after an album was finished to actually release it.
I'll end up buying it since it shows a different side of Nick Cave. While having a much rawer and rocking sound there's also several relatively mellow tunes to be found.

I think I'll have another drink to the dark poet who writes these haunting beautiful life compositions. Fuck the holidays, cheerzz Nick!