Just a quick one. Basically so you can check my pulse and determine that I’m still alive. Still 100% unmotivated.

But here’s a quick call out to listen to Wilco’s “Sky Blue Sky”. It’s become my personal anthem this summer. It breaks my heart and keeps me above water. It comes down to these two lines:

I survived
That’s good enough for now

They first hit me last month, walking through the streets of Durham, on one of the many walks I took to try and pull myself together.

I survived
That’s good enough for now

That’s me in a nutshell right now.

I almost lost it at Starbucks on Saturday when it came on.

But I made it.

I survived
That’s good enough for now

Get. This. Album.

Wait. Is that even a review? Should I have called this “3-Word Directive”? “3-Word Injunction”? “Happy Fun Treehouse”?

Damn. It’s not even a treehouse, is it?

I may need a thesaurus.

And some scotch tape. Maybe some popsicle sticks.

Throw in some sofa cushions and I’ll build you one serious fort, mister!

…

I had a point here didn’t I?

Oh yeah.

…

Get this album. I’ve listened to it twice in a row this morning and I’m about to take another spin on the merry-go-round.

It’s keeping the kill-kill urges at bay!

I’M SORRY — YOU’LL HAVE TO SPEAK UP.

MY HEARING HAS YET TO RECOVER.

[Wipes blood out of ear canal.]

TOTALLY WORTH IT.

• BBC NEWS: “U2 write for Spider-Man musical”

Bono and The Edge from U2 are to write music and lyrics for a Broadway musical based on comic book hero Spider-Man, according to film trade paper Variety.

Please allow me to repeat myself.

WTF???

…

BONUS WTF???:

Just to ram your head a wee bit further down the rabbit-hole:

• BLOOD PUDDLE PILLOWS (via linkbunnies)

Hey… you’re welcome. It’s what I’m here for.

Driving to work. The radio is playing. As can only happen in the ear-bleeding wasteland that is Halifax radio, Marky Mark started playing. I shook my head in desperation.

Me: Damn. Ossssscar-nominee, Marky Mark. Wow. Did you ever think you’d say that? “Oscar-nominee, Marky Mark”? Or “Oscar winner, Eminem”? Or “Oscar winners, Three…”

[Pause.]

Me: Damn. What’s their name?

My Lovely Wife: Who?

Me: You know… “It’s Hard Out Here for a Pimp”. Three… something Mafia.

My Lovely Wife: Three… Four Mafia? Three… Twenty-Two Mafia?

Me: Three… Alligator Mafia…?

My Lovely Wife: Oh! Three 6 Mafia!

Me: Yes! That’s it!

[Pause.]

Me: Yeah. We’re hip.