Old Oak vs. New Oak: A Comparison
I know I've been back for almost as long as I was gone, but it's worth noting that many things changed during my absence.
The Old Oak would stay out at bars until after midnight, then stay up watching movies until around... uh... 4:20. Dude.
The New Oak is in bed before 11 because he has this job, plus another job, plus school.
The Old Oak guzzled down many bottles of watery, mass-produced suds.
The New Oak prefers to savor a nice microbrewed pint of stout, porter, or ale.
The Old Oak listened to psychedelic music and went hiking.
The New Oak listens to death metal and hits the gym and the bike trail. (The Old Oak weighed considerably more than the New Oak.)
The Old Oak was known to chase beautiful, funny, intelligent, somewhat dangerous women.
The New Oak caught the most beautiful, funny, intelligent, dangerous one of all and married her.
The Old Oak liked Zeppelin and Floyd and AC/DC and was honored to be a part of Madison's #1 rock station.
The New Oak, at least in that respect, is exactly the same.
Haven’t REALLY written, anyway. Just posting a few random things here and there. I’ve been busy, to say the least. What with “The New Normal” and such, I now have this job, plus my “straight” job. And I went back to school for the first time in almost 20 years in January. No summers off for me. I will probably be taking classes from now until I’m too old and deaf to hear the instructor anymore.
Also consuming my time: I got married in the middle of May. We had to move at the end of May. Then we went on a honeymoon in the beginning of June. (Through the wonders of modern technology, I was still on the air, even though I was on a beach. How ‘bout that?)
So yeah, sorry I haven’t written.
Meanwhile, when I’m not looking, Lisa Miller just up and STEALS “Get the Led Out” from me. What the hell?
Here’s some music news in a nutshell: Stones won’t announce tour dates, so everyone on teh intarwebz has taken it upon themselves to announce fake Stones tour dates instead. The Who says they’ll tour, but everyone knows they won’t. The Who WILL be playing at the Summer Olympics in
I have to go now. Still living out of boxes because we haven’t had time to unpack everything between the move and the honeymoon and school and work and more work. And I can’t call any of it off just ‘cause I got tired.