Hey you, it’s Friday, what do you think about that? I’m supposed to get hooked up with a free ticket to the Decemberist show tonight, but we’ll see about that. If not, I need to clean the condo, it smells like dirty dishes have been left out for a week, because they have. I watched Wonderland last night with Val Kilmer, not sure what I think yet, definitely not as good as Salton Sea or Spartan, but good acting all the way around. The most brutal part is actually a special feature on the DVD that has the LAPD video of the actual crime scene, showing the bodies and everything, I didn’t get too far through it. I thought it would be after the bodies were gone, nope. Just brutal stuff.

Do you ever feel weird that people read your daily events in a blog? Today I’m feeling weird and self-conscience about it. I mainly started my blog to document my daily life for my family, not to get too preachy or deep with things as others do occasionally, which is cool. But even though I keep it mostly surfacy, it still feels weird sometimes, and very stupid most of the time. I don’t have anything else important to say so I’m gonna stop, except don’t you hate it when you have 3500 songs on your IPOD and you don’t want to listen to any of them? Pathetic, a victim of too many choices. Ipod out.

How could you sell out like that?

Today is a sad day in San Diego. A must visit establishment of a relaxing and chillin nature has closed its doors. Hemingway’s Cigar bar sold out its space to the Mexican restaurant next door about a month ago. I had not known this. My friend Eddie and I tried to go their last night to celebrate his 30th birthday early (his bday is not for another week), but were metaphorically punched in the gut by this atrocity of epic proportions. Let’s have a moment of silence. Hemingway’s was the only place in SD that you could enjoy a cigar and a fine adult beverage inside. But that is only half the issue. The location and vibe of Hemingway’s was perfect. The people who came their understood the unwritten code of cigars. It wasn’t a bunch of frat dudes being loud and getting drunk and bothering you, it was laid back and just right. Local celebrities like POD and Blink 182 hung out there. It was probably my favorite place in SD, besides the beach. Thanks to Ken Kirker, and a later assist from GLopes, I was ushered into the appreciation of cigars at the age of 18 and haven’t looked back (sure, I had my legalistic phase in college when I did not partake, but who doesn’t?). For those readers who are bored with this stupid rant about a cigar establishment, I’m sorry. I had to get this out, to let those who knew and tasted the fruit of Hemingway’s get this news, so they don’t continue on in their life thinking “someday I’ll get back to SD and hit Hemingway’s with Edwards and life will be good.” Good times shall continue in SD, but for me, a small part will be missing since I can no longer take those who would appreciate it to a once great place. And this happens just days after I finally got back to Ann Arbor after 2 years, only to find that several of my favorite haunts had also closed their doors. I know there are obviously more important things in life, but this is how I’m feeling today, I’ll move on.

I love my Indians, keep it up boys. And I really like the new Brian Wilson cd. Last night I rented 28 Days Later and Wonderland, but did not watch either because (see above). I’ll watch one of them tonight. LollaPalooza got canceled, so I don’t get to see the Pixies there. But they are coming to SD in September and I already got my tics yesterday. Hey Kim, what’s your email address? I’m gonna get back to work/being really tired now.

It is good to be back home. The past six days have been a great run, but I’m glad it’s all over. There were too many great moments to really mention on my blog, and I feel that most of readers of this were either with me this weekend, or I told them about my time. The main event, Larson’s wedding, was a solid effort. I had a great time being with people and I’m happy for Larson. My emotions were in a strange place though, but I’m not going to go into that. I’ve known Lars since I was 12, there is a lot of history there, high highs and low lows, in the end, what does all that crap really mean? Nothing. Today and tomorrow are all that matters, and that is my pledge this morning, to move on. I just want to thank Lars again for having me pay 160$ for a tux rental, that part holds a special memory in my heart, and my wallet. And to any of my close friends who remain single (and my brothers), not that I don’t want you to meet that special someone, but lets have a nice 2 year break of marr in weddings, Jeb and Lars have fried me. If you want to do something soon, I’ll meet you in vegas with Elvis at the drive through chapel.

It’s gonna take me about a week to recover from this trip, but it was worth extending to get that extra time with fam and friends. That last day of Frisbee golf and softball is killing me right now. I pretty much had a fever the whole plane ride home, and just to make it even better, on my long flight from Chicago to SD I got the 7yer old behind me kicking the back of my chair the whole time, thanks kid. I did get to see the movie Miracle and I liked that, feel good story. And thanks to Wolfgang Pucks “eatery” in Chicago for charging me 10 bucks for a small personal pizza. It was fun to hit Ann Arbor with my parents yesterday, but several of my old favorite shops are no longer there, so that was sad. I now have a week and a half without Tracey and plenty to do, I won’t bore you with details. I’ll prolly write more later, but wanted to get this one in. Thanks to my fam for putting me up and waiting for me to get done with the hanger oners.