Sensing a pattern

The responses from all who commented on yesterday's post--giant hug to you guys.  Really.  Today I finished (finally) watching the last episodes of The Show with Ze Frank.  And reading the comments from you made me, if for a delusional moment, feel like I had my own little band of sports racers.  You guys are awesome.

Still, I should really come here with a plan.  I thought about writing ideas down throughout the day of something I could cover.  Obviously followed through on that one.  So here I am coming up with something on the fly.

I was listening to Mumford and Sons on my way back to the dorm.  Yeahyeah dirty hipster blah.  I'll also have you know I was wearing Tom's, acid wash jeans, and plaid.  Anyway, two song lyrics really struck me and I was torn between which one to use as my I-am-a-mysterious-person-wonder-about-the-context tweet.

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
- "Little Lion Man"

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
- "The Cave"

And instead of continuing this strain of thought, I'm going to preserve my shroud of mystery and not contextualize.

Worst rationale to end a blog post...ever.

You're not gonna get any comments on this one because you didn't pose a direct question for the readers.  Yeah, hush.


  1. Those two songs (as well as Winter Winds, also on that album) are literally all I've been listening to lately, haha. So in love with Mumford & Sons! Their lyrics are so beautiful.

  2. I've heard so much about Mumford and Sons. I really need to listen to them.


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