Lifeinthekeyofme

Wow. I remember the first Monday Night game in Tempe and there being more Dallas Cowboys fans (and Hershel Walker jerseys) than actual Cardinals fans. 20 years ago seems like a long time. I was in 8th Grade and I still believed in Santa….wow, that is a long time. Way to go CARDS!

Because if you don’t, I will never hear the end of it from my Father and nephew, and I even dusted off the UofA sweatshirt that is going on 18 years just for luck! If they lose, it will pretty much ruin my night.

Arizona Wildcats

I was thinking about blissful romance and how much better it was when i was in my adolescent years. Yes, I know those years  sucked ass for most of us but at least there was this glorious notion(in my mind) that I could spend all flipping day over analyzing things. Today we multi-task, twitter, facebook, and utter our ways into submission, so much that when we think we’re over analyzing something, we’re really not, not compared to how we did in high school. (And yes, most of us work, but i don’t want to harbor on old shit)

Random things I over analyzed in Junior & High School:

• The history of the “F word”
• Why girls always said “my time of the month” (I was a little slow)
• Why Robert Smith of the Cure wore more make up than my Mother
• To whom do I give my allegiance to? New Order or Depeche Mode? (New Order won)
• Girls (nothing has changed since then)

I remember in 7th grade getting Michelle to agree to be my girlfriend in 1st period and then she breaks up with me on the bus ride home. I asked her why (my heart shattered into pieces) and she said “We’re in 7th grade, its gonna end anyways”. Those words haunted me ’til College and I wasn’t ever really able to ignore that Nostradamus like forecast of my future romances.

So why am I thinking about this today? Well it’s colder than a freezer outside (I’m being serious) and I’m not going anywhere. I’m also going through old CDs, importing them on itunes and re-inviting all the memories that come with old songs. Yes, I agree, its all very Nick Hornby like, but then again, he’s one of my favorite authors and I’ve always wanted to be British.

I wonder WTF Michelle is doing now? I hope she’s divorced