Passion Pit @ Stubbs

Last night Passion Pit played “Dreams” by the Cranberries. [For the most part their set sucked.  I love PP, don't get me wrong, but the sound was horrible.  M and I walked around to a few different spots on the way back from  the port-o-lets and the sound was bad everywhere. ]  I was a big Cranberries fan in highschool/college and that song manage to restore my faith in PP and remind me that life is hard and sometimes you just have to fumble your way through it in order to get where you want to go.

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Main Entry: ¹fum·ble

Pronunciation: \ˈfəm-bəl\

intransitive verb 1 a : to grope for or handle something clumsily or aimlessly b :<fumbled in his pocket for a coin> c : to search by trial and error d : blunder
to make awkward attempts to do or find something 2 : to feel one’s way or move awkwardly
3 a : to drop or juggle or fail to play cleanly a grounder b : to lose hold of a football while handling or running with it

So here’s the deal, when I turned 33 I was told by my Yenta that it would be the best year ever.  But it was unclear as to whether I had to make it my best year, or if I could sit back and just have it dished out to me.  I decided I didn’t want to wait.  I had things to accomplish. 1) Sell my fucking house before it was Africa hot out (mowing the lawn in 100 degree weather is not cool. 2) Live irresponsibly in someone else’s property (aka apartment) somewhere in the numbered streets. 3) Leave the country.

Here’s the part where I think it is appropriate to add “flying by the seat” of one’s pants to the definition of fumbling.

Here is a snapshot of what has been going on in my life:

• February- Get the house ready to sell Interview realtors. Get ready for SXSW
• March- SXSW. Showing the house (aka living in the store display). Scheduling volunteers for BluesShout! Dealing with retarded realtors. Traveling all over TX for work.
• April- BluesShout! volunteer wrangling.  More more travel in the nether regions of TX. Living in a store display.
• May- Attempting to grow grass in the front yard.  Firing the realtor.  Shopping for new realtors.  Prepping for a fashion show.
• June- New realtor.  Fashion show.

It’s been a hectic six months.  Stay tuned for what’s to come