Growing Pains

I had hoped that turning 25 would bring with it a sense of responsibility. A month in and I’m disappointed to say that it has not. All I seem to be doing is getting a year older, but hardly any wiser.

I had hoped that by 25, I would know what I wanted to do with my life. Needless to say, I’ve missed that deadline. At 5, I wanted to be a pilot. At 15, I wanted to be a doctor. Now, at 25, I just want to do something that makes me happy. I am yet to figure out what.

Insurance rates have dropped though, so at least I’ve got that going for me.

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To Austin, with love

Austin City Limits!

A trip filled with bad driving, good company, high spirits (Flaming Dr. Pepper!) and great music.

List of bands seen:

– Gramatik – dubstep. My first live experience with the bass being dropped.

– Phantogram – electronic, chill. Dat energy. Dat voice. Dat girl.

– Imelda May – Bri-ish rockabilly (huh, I never knew the name for this genre – thank you Wikipedia). Always a pleasure to stumble upon someone you have never heard of before and be completely surprised by the music produced. Superb performance.

– Chromeo – electronic, funk, dance. A friend described their music as Daft Punk + Dire Straits. That alone got me sufficiently excited to listen to these guys. He could not have been more wrong, though. I never considered myself a huge fan of all out dance music but damned if I wasn’t totally blown away. These guys were a trip.

– Pearl Jam – That most of these guys were pushing 50 didn’t stop them from bringing the house down. That Vedder kept toasting the crowd and taking swigs from a conveniently placed bottle of wine only served to help bring the house down. Good ol’.

Mild potato quality pictures coming up

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Here’s to you, Austin. May you remain young, effervescent, drunk, and insane.

A happy birthday, indeed *hic*

UPDATE: Well what do you know, Amazon did have toothpicks in stock!